Two people are sticking in the ward. The mobile phone in Mo yanjue's pocket rings.

Mo yanjue's face sank and there was a light fold in the center of his eyebrow.

First, I was disturbed by the woman who didn't know how to avoid disrespect. Now, who has such a stupid phone call?

Look at his gloomy and falling face, bathe Qiqi secretly to sip lips, know what he is thinking.

Gently pushed his chest, wet eyes toward him blinked, "you take it, in case of emergency?"

It's OK that she doesn't speak. The soft and tender voice can squeeze the water out of his body. It's like he's acupointd, and he doesn't want to move any more.

I really want to hug her and kiss her for a while.

However, the mobile phone in his pocket made a strong noise, and didn't hang up, which made moyanjue very upset.

"Take it!"

Mu Qiqi gently clenched his lips, pushed him again, and there were two blushes on both sides of his cheek, which were shy but lovely.

Mo yanjue has a look, and his brow is tighter. Does this woman hook him on purpose?

As the Adam's apple slid hard, he leaned down and kissed her soft and delicate lips.

Muqiqi pushed him shyly, urging him to "take it quickly, don't delay the event."

Someone is not willing to separate from her lips. He takes a deep breath, takes his cell phone out of his pocket and goes to the window to answer.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Anne has come to see you in the company and said that there is something important to tell you. It seems that it's about the paintings of Mr. mu." At the other end of the line, Zhou Hua reports truthfully.

Mo yanjue didn't plan to see the name Anne, but the latter half of Zhou Hua's sentence attracted his attention.

"Well, tell her I'll be right there!" A light answer, Mo yanjue hung up the phone.

He turned around, and the little woman on the ward looked at him blankly, "is there something urgent about the company?"

Pondering for a few seconds, he smiled softly, "there is something I need to deal with."

The reason why he didn't tell Mu Qiqi about Anne's search for him is not that he was worried that she would be confused, but that he didn't want to give her hope to disappoint her before Mu's father had exact information about his painting.

It's not too late for him to tell her when he's clear about it.

"What are you still doing? Hurry up."

See where he stands, Muqi is worried for him.

This man is so calm, isn't he?

Mo yanjue approached and gently stroked her cheek with his big palm. He said, "I'll go first and come when I'm finished. If you have anything, you can call a nurse and call Lao song."

"Ouch, I just have a cold and a high fever. I'm not lying still. Hurry up and go. Besides, I'm really going to buy fruit for me. I'll be back in a moment. You can rest assured if I have her with me!" Look at him. Muqi is more worried.

Stare at her eyes light slightly dark, and gently in her forehead fell a kiss.

Muqiqi's small heart suddenly missed half a beat.

Go, go and kiss her. It's obvious that she won't give up.

Long eyelashes light quiver a few times, she obediently with a kitten like, do not speak, dare not move.

"I'll come with you as soon as I'm finished, eh?"

The last um word exudes a fatal temptation. Muqiqi's heart quivers fiercely, and there is no escape for being lifted.

The shy expression, the Mou son dare not look to him, low reply: "I know, you quickly go, on the road careful."