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Xiao Jingyi's heart was filled with curiosity. He thought to himself that Mo Yeyue actually had this kind of ability. How come he had never mentioned it before? Thus, he bent his neck and looked inside.

At the same time, An Qian finally broke free from the man's restraints.

Although he and Xiao Jingyi only looked at each other for an instant, he still saw the self-created method of 'relieving pain' that Mo Yeyi had mentioned!

The doctors left one by one. Xiao Jingyi had an awkward expression, but it only lasted for an instant before it was completely concealed.

He walked to the other side of Mo Eversnow and asked, "How is the situation?"

"Quite well." Mo Ye Han said, but his eyes seemed to be looking at An Qian.

An Qian was even more embarrassed. She wasn't sure if Xiao Jingyi had seen that scene, but his face was still frighteningly hot. She lowered her head and stuttered, "I …" I'll make breakfast for you. "

After saying that, he left the room as if he was escaping.

The breakfast was ready. Due to Mo Yeyue's heavy injuries, she could not eat anything too greasy for breakfast. At the suggestion of An Shuang, the cook made a bowl of light Yang Chun noodles and added some nutrients to the noodles by knocking on an egg.

An Shuang brought in the breakfast. Xiao Jingyi was still talking to Mo Yeyi. This man, seriously, he didn't even know how to rest after receiving such a heavy injury.

She put down the bowl and chopsticks and quickly looked at Mo Yeyue. "About that …" "You, go ahead and eat." Finishing his words, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Mo Ye Han said.

"Hmm?" An Qian stopped and turned around to look at him.

The man said, "Jing Yi, you go out first. I'll rest for a while."

"Alright." Xiao Jingyi left the room.

An Qian was suspicious. Could it be that this fellow was planning on plotting something again? She looked at him warily.

When the man saw that she was looking at him with such a gaze, he immediately became displeased. "You're planning on letting me eat with one hand?"

"Huh?" An Qian was stunned.

Mo Ye Han helplessly looked at his injured arm, and then looked at her, "Darling, your husband is now a disabled person. One hand, how can I eat? "

"So?" It wasn't that An Qian didn't want to personally feed him. She was just a little angry. Just now, he had kissed her with such a tyrannical manner in front of so many people …

"Aren't you going to feed me?" The man raised an eyebrow.

An Qian secretly sighed in relief. Alright, since he was already wounded, she decided to let him off the hook for now. Once he recovered, she would settle the score with him one by one!

Thus, An Qian walked over and adjusted the seat under Mo Ye's cold bed. The position of the head of the bed can be raised or lowered automatically. After adjusting to the best height, lift up the small table in the middle and place the bowl on top.

An Qian earnestly fed the man, afraid that he would be scalded. She first blew on the soup and noodles. Mo Eversnow watched quietly. The way she twisted her lips and exhaled was truly beautiful.

An Qian noticed his expression and glared at him, pretending to be angry.

Mo Ye Han laughed lightly, "Darling, you look really good."

An Qian's face reddened again. She bit her lower lip and rolled her eyes at him.

"Baby, you look good when you're angry."

"…"

"Baby, slow down, don't feed me fat."

"…"

"Darling, quick, I'm going to choke to death. Hurry up and give me some soup."

"…" An shallowly scooped up a spoonful of soup and fed it to him.

"Ugh …" Keep your mouth shut, baby, and help me wipe it. "

An shallowly turned around and took a sheet of original paper from one side, carefully wiping the soup from his mouth. The man took the time, lowered his head, and pecked her on the back of the hand.

Her heart skipped a beat. When did this man become so lustful? In the past, he hated women getting close to him.

After tidying up the tableware, he put down the small table. "Alright, you rest first," he said. "I'll take this bowl to wash." Just as she turned to leave, her wrist was grabbed by the man.

Soon after, her entire body was pulled back.

An Qian couldn't help but be puzzled. Is this man hurt? How could he be so strong? She glared at him angrily, half painfully reprimanding him, "Your hand doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"

Mo Eversnow shook his head and said, "The one that hurts is the other one, and this one doesn't."

"…" It was really speechless.

"Baby, accompany me." Mo Ye Han suddenly said this.

An Shuang did not know how to react. This voice did not sound out of place. Normally, even when he spoke to her in a very gentle manner, his tone was filled with pride. But this time, there was only an ordinary husband's attachment to his wife.

She gently pressed her fingers against his brows and eyes. Her fingertips gently caressed his brow. Although he had rested for a night, he still looked terrible. Even so, he still had the energy to 'tease' her. It could be seen that this man's willpower and willpower was many times greater than an ordinary man's.

The man grabbed her hand and pulled her hand into his own. His fingers caressed An Qian's full and shallow nails. It was as if he was playing with a rare treasure. He couldn't let go of her hand. He was also very careful.

Everything was so warm and calm. Most of the anger in An Qian's heart disappeared. She let the man play with her fingers while she silently felt the warmth from his palms.

"What about the little girl?" An Qian asked softly.

"Little Luo sent her to the hospital." "Yes," the man replied.

"Is it serious?" An Qian's heart clenched.

"It's nothing, I was just scared." The man smiled and reached out to pinch her cheek.

An Qian seemed to be deep in thought as he nodded.

The two of them stared at each other in silence.

An Qian first lowered her gaze, then turned her hand and held the man's large hand. Her slender and delicate fingers tightly held onto the man's slender and good-looking hands. "Ye Han, I forbid you from taking such a risk next time."

"I'm sorry, baby, I worried you."

With this sentence, all sorts of grievances and indignation arose in An Qian's heart. From last night until now, she hadn't closed her eyes, and had even been afraid for him. After coming here and seeing how severely injured he was, it was as if her heart had been ruthlessly hooked by a hook.

"Next time, you're not allowed to do this anymore." Ann's voice choked, then she lowered her head and buried her face in the crook of the man's arm, sobbing.

"Alright, stop crying, it's all my fault, it's all my husband's fault …" "Husband promises you, next time, I'll definitely change it …" Mo Eversnow could not bear to see a woman cry.

Especially An Qian. As soon as she cried, he felt that everything was his fault. He felt as if his heart was about to shatter. He believed that the tears in An Xiashan's eyes were the priceless pearls that could not be shed.