Mo Lu Su frowned, as if he had given this girl a Shangfang sword, but it was against him.

"Go to sleep." Mo Lu Su said, sat up and stretched out his hand for her to pull the quilt, and then got up and went back to his bed to lie down.

Xinle

Why do you feel trapped?

However, Xinle stretched out her hand and pulled the quilt to her nose. She peered at the man who was sleeping with her eyes closed over there. Today, she felt that she had been living a little inconceivable.

It's the first time that this man is so nice to her. It's not true. Xinle pinches himself quietly, not in a dream, so what he says during the day is true.

"Not yet?" Mo Lu Su hears the movement here, frowns and asks.

"Sleep, sleep." Xinle said, immediately covered his head with the quilt, and then hid himself in it and laughed foolishly.

The next day Xinle was discharged from the hospital. Shui Anluo came to see her and also saw Mo Lu su.

Shui Anluo looks at Xinle taking the fruit into the bathroom to clean, and then looks back at Mo Lu Su: "what's the matter, you confessed? The smile is almost written on his face

"I can hear who said that." Xinle said aloud in the bathroom.

"Tut Tut, look at these voices, they all have some kind of abnormal love atmosphere." Shui Anluo said, sitting down beside the bed, looking at the books in Mo Lu Su's hand, stunned for a moment, "are you going to leave the hospital?"

Xinle came out with the fruit and heard the words of shuianluo. She paused for a moment and went over with uneasiness.

Mo Lu Su nodded, took a look at Xin Le, and then said, "Mo can't always be taken care of by others. Now you should realize that Liu Xiaobing is the best example of Yuanxiang technology. After a long time, you don't know who is the owner."

Recently, Liu Xiaobing's affairs are really very noisy, but Chu Ni Yi doesn't need her to intervene, so she's too lazy to move. To put it bluntly, uncle Liu has been in charge of Yuanxiang technology for so many years, which makes Liu Xiaobing naturally feel that Yuanxiang technology is their home.

Mo Yin has only one son, Mo Lu su. Now Mo Yin seldom manages the company. If Mo Lu Su doesn't go back, sooner or later, Mo will fall into the hands of others.

Xinle sat down beside the bed, and her good mood disappeared.

Mo Lu Su reached out to hold Xinle's hand, but he was talking to Shui Anluo, "after a while, Xinle should go to work with you. I can rest assured with you."

Shuianluo looks at Xinle. Xinle looks up and stares at Mo Lu Su, "what's wrong with me?"

"Tut Tut, I said, girl, now that you have learned how to act in a coquettish way, I'm relieved. I haven't come here for a few days and the tortoise shell has been pried open. Besides, it's like I want to take you in." Shui Anluo snorted and laughed, and looked at the time: "OK, I'll be relieved if you're OK. I'll go back first. I'll pick you up on the day of the old Buddha's wedding."

"No, I'll take her there." Mo Lu Su spoke directly.

Shui Anluo picked his eyebrows, reached for two apples that Xinle had just washed, and then said, "I'll go."

"Ah, shui'anluo, can you make a fortune?" Xinle got up to see her off.

Shuianluo went out with Xinle in his arms. He didn't speak until he was far away from the ward. "Didn't I tell you about elder martial brother's going back to the company?"

Xinle shakes her head, a little lost.

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