Before it was over, Nanqiao couldn't hold up and fell asleep. He was probably dizzy.
Mo Beicheng washed her body with water. After cleaning her up, he got up to take a bath.
……
Nanqiao woke up very late the next day. She didn't want to move, but she was so hungry that she had to open her eyes.
Mo Beicheng is awake. He is looking at his mobile phone by the head of his bed. Hearing the movement, he looks down at it: "awake?"
The faint light on the screen of the mobile phone shines on his face, which makes his handsome face a bit ghostly and gloomy. Soon, he takes the mobile phone away.
"Yes."
Nanqiao took back his sight. The curtain was dark. When it was closed, the room was completely dark.
She is powerless. If she doesn't listen carefully, she can't hear at all.
Mo Beicheng took back the hand that was on the back of her head, leaned over to turn on the desk lamp, and turned the lampshade in a direction that was not dazzling. "Get up and wash. I ordered a meal. It should be delivered."
Nanqiao forced herself to wash in the bathroom. In the mirror, the kisses on her body were clearly visible, especially the skin under the clavicle, which could be described as miserable.
She held cold water and brushed it on her face. Stimulated by the cold temperature, she was awake.
"You'll have to be in the hospital again if you've made such a mess of your shabby body."
A man's angry voice came from behind.
Nanqiao looked up and saw Mo Beicheng coming with a cool face in the mirror, turning the tap to the side of the hot water.
In winter, the fog of hot water is very thick, and soon the mirror is covered with white fog. Mo Beicheng's figure is gradually blurred until he can't see at all.
Nanqiao closed his bathrobe and turned around. "How did you get in?"
"If I don't come in, are you going to take another cold shower?" His tone is not good, every word with a gun, "the body is not good also do not cherish."
Nanqiao finished washing with hot water and wiped his face with a towel. "I ordered today's ticket to return home."
Mo Beicheng picked his eyebrows, and there was an innumerable meaning between them: "so?"
South Joe: so I'm going to the airport after dinner
Mo Beicheng narrowed his eyes and tried to see something from Nanqiao's face, but he didn't.
He stretched out his hand and imprisoned Nanqiao between the sink and his chest, probably because he just got up and looked lazy with a bit of presumptuous ruffian, "so, you just come to bed with me?"
Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."
Every time she can be blocked by Mo Beicheng who is not eloquent.
Nanqiao opened her mouth. Naturally, she didn't come to the United States to have sex with him. It was just that he said it. It seemed that it was really interesting.
"How much do you think? Take a twenty-five hour flight back and forth, just to sleep with me, or I didn't satisfy you when I was at home? "
The more he said, the heavier the color.
Nanqiao's face was straight. "No..."
Mo Beicheng cut off her words, "since it's not like that, are you going so fast?"
Nanqiao finally did not leave, so he had to call the manager to ask for leave under Mo Beicheng's gaze. Halfway through, Mo Beicheng suddenly said, "where do you want to go this afternoon?"
His voice is not big, but so close, and so quiet atmosphere, the other end of the phone can not help but hear clearly.
Manager a Leng, in the heart immediately understand a probably, hurriedly way: "you and Mo Dong have fun, recently no case, don't hurry back to work."
Then he hung up quickly.
Nanqiao said, "you did it on purpose?"
"If I don't open my mouth, you can go on and on."
The manager doesn't want Nanqiao to ask for leave. The case of the star hotel hasn't been discussed yet. The boss of the other party doesn't like Nanqiao. If she doesn't show up again, the list will be yellow.
But the company is mo Dong. He is not worried. Can he be a design manager?
The doorbell rang.
"Hello, delivery."
Mo Beicheng gets up to open the door. Nanqiao goes to the bathroom to change.
Wait for her to change out, the waiter has gone out, Mo Beicheng sitting at the table waiting for her, the room filled with the smell of steak.
Nanqiao's appetite has been raised by Mo Beicheng recently. She just got up and couldn't eat such greasy food. She had a look at it. She didn't have much appetite, but she was hungry again. She had to twist her eyebrows and cut a piece with a knife and fork.
Mo Beicheng handed over a cup of warm water: "drink water first, eat casually first, and then go out to eat."
"Forget it, that's all America has."
She has been in the United States for so many years. She has been used to the food here for a long time. She is not used to it at first, but it's good to eat.