"Don't worry, unless the drug is allergic, it won't kill you."

The man lazily took her words, picked up a wisp of her hair, raised it to the tip of her nose, and sniffed intimately, "so you don't have to worry about him. You can't die for the time being!"

Ruan Xiaomo endured the impulse to distance himself from him and only looked at Mo Xiuze.

He looked, indeed, as aunt Mo said on the phone, except that he was not dead, he almost had nothing good all over his body.

Jin liefeng must have tortured Mo Xiuze to death when he was locked up!

Ruan Xiaomo forcefully pinched his palm and reluctantly showed a smile: "is that right? So you should be better soon? "

Since Jin liefeng has promised her, as long as she cooperates with him today, she will let Mo Xiuze go.

So, the sensitive agent in Mo Xiuze medicine will not be put any more?

Mo Xiuze looked at her face carefully, as if he was savoring the emotion in her words. After a while, he nodded and said with a smile, "well, it's already much better, but it's only a little painful occasionally. It's not in the way."

Ruan Xiaomo was silent, and he didn't know what to say next.

She can't talk at this time. If Jin liefeng is upset and breaks her promise, today's opportunity will be wasted!

"And you? How are you doing these days? " Mo Xiuze asked quietly, completely ignoring the existence of another person in the ward.

Ruan Xiaomo opened her mouth and was about to answer that she was very good when she heard the man next to her reply: "of course, she has a good time these days!"

Mo Xiuze coldly looked in the past, his eyes to Ruan Xiaomo's warmth, instantly disappeared.

"The president of kW, the young master of Jin family, didn't know that it was a kind of behavior without tutor when others were talking?"

Jin liefeng hugged Ruan Xiaomo, and they were sitting in intimate posture. He hugged her arm around her waist as if he was swearing ownership of Ruan Xiaomo. He hugged Ruan Xiaomo tightly, almost choking.

Jin liefeng was used to playing with Ruan Xiaomo's hair as if he were teasing his pet. He chuckled and said, "that's someone else. Can I have the same relationship with her as someone else?"

Then he raised Ruan Xiaomo's chin, stroked her soft skin with his thumb and index finger, and continued: "you probably don't know how open and active this woman is when she is with me."

Mo Xiuze's face suddenly sank down.

"Jin liefeng! I don't want you to say that, Xiao Mo! " He warned.

Jin liefeng sneered and looked at him coldly: "Xiaomo? It's so intimate. Do you call her that when you have an affair in bed? It's a pity, Mo Xiuze, you are just a spare tire for this woman now. Even if I have an affair with you, she doesn't want to come back to me

"Asshole, shut up!" Mo Xiuze's look was ugly, and he cried out in a hurry.

"Shut up?" Jin liefeng glanced over, but this one was very oppressive: "what qualifications do you have to tell me to shut up? Or do you have any ability to shut me up? Mo Xiuze, you know that you are still alive, thanks to whom? "

His fingers frivolously continue to run over Ruan Xiaomo's ears, lift her hair, slide down the line of her neck, and play the piano on those traces one by one, as if imitating the kiss of lips with his fingers.

"You are nothing but a mole ant to me!" Jin liefeng cast a light glance, and his tone was full of scorn and Satire: "kill a mole ant for a plaything? I don't like trouble

Plaything?

He just takes Xiaomo as a plaything?!

Mo Xiuze's face was instantly livid, and he almost cried out angrily: "Jin liefeng! If you are a man, if you have anything to do, come to me! "

Jin liefeng stroked Ruan Xiaomo's neck, but without looking at him, he only sneered: "man? Mo Xiuze, who is less like a man between us? If you tell me earlier that you have a crush on one of my playthings, I can even throw her to you like something I don't want! "

Ruan Xiaomo was stiff, listening to every word of Jin liefeng and Mo Xiuze, but he could not speak.

How can she speak?

To stop Mo Xiuze or Jin liefeng?

What Jin liefeng said is true. How can she deny and refute it?

She can't argue!

It's just the secret that she concealed from Mo Xiuze before. The unbearable relationship between her and Jin liefeng was taken out by him in such a dignified way. It's more painful to be exposed in front of Mo Xiuze than to be slapped in the face in public.

Ruan Xiaomo's heart tightened, his head lowered, his lips tightened and he didn't say a word.

Mo Xiuze almost fell off the bed in anger.

He struggled desperately to sit up, but his body was almost hurt, so that he could not sit up at all.He stares at Jin liefeng fiercely, as if he would rush to fight with him next second.

Ruan Xiaomo, aware of his intention, raised his head and cast a begging look at him.

Don't act rashly.

She doesn't want Mo Xiuze to argue with Jin liefeng because of Jin liefeng's insulting words.

Mo Xiuze originally wanted to tear off all kinds of needles, threads and patches on her body. When he came into contact with her pleading eyes, he looked stiff.

No, Mo Xiuze.

Ruan Xiaomo looked at him, hoping that he could hear his own thoughts.

Don't conflict with Jin liefeng.

No matter Mohist or Ruan family, the confrontation with Jin liefeng is just the end of self death.

Mo Xiuze's anger calmed down a little.

He stopped desperate struggle, trying to half support the body, and Ruan Xiaomo look at each other.

"Jin liefeng, no matter what you say."

Mo Xiuze even calmed down his voice. His voice was clear and firm: "I'm different from you. No matter what happens, Xiao Mo will always be the best girl in my heart. I will never despise her like you!"

Jin liefeng raised his eyebrows and cast his eyes like a blade.

Mo Xiuze's voice continued. He stared at Ruan Xiaomo's face and said clearly every word: "if Jin Shao's words just now count and he is willing to quit by himself, it is naturally the best. I believe that Xiaomo will be more happy with me than with you."

For a moment, the scorn and carelessness on Jin liefeng's face, which he had just ignored, was replaced by a cruel and violent expression.

He suddenly stood up, looked down at Mo Xiuze lying on the hospital bed, and asked in a pitiful tone: "do you want me to give her back to you?"