Chapter 477

"Oh, I see." Still happy, she thinks Jingtian shouldn't miss this project. Fortunately, Mr. Su has made a decision, otherwise it would be a pity to miss it.

"Well." Mo Yunhan answered with satisfaction.

Looking at Mo Yunhan and Su Weige standing together, still close to each other, he still smiles to himself and turns to leave.

"Hello, still..." Su Weige is shocked by Mo Yunhan's decision. He looks at him and calls him.

"Don't cry. What I decide won't change." Mo Yunhan has directly picked up the person and strode out of the office.

It's not critical for her. It's good for Sedum to participate in this project.

What's more, he also thinks that it's all cooperative development anyway. He thinks that Feishui doesn't flow to outsiders, so Su Weige should be involved.

It's good for Mo Yu and Jingtian. More importantly, it's a chance for him to get closer to Su Weige.

Su Weige was forced out of the company by Mo Yunhan. He glared at Mo Yunhan angrily and said, "I haven't decided yet. Why do you make a decision for me?"

"Because you care about me, shouldn't you come and help me?" Holding Su Weige on the car, Mo Yunhan takes it for granted.

Su Weige's face flushed and said, "when do I care about you?"

"When I was still calling Gao Xian, he happened to be in my office. Naturally, I heard him." Ink cloud cold slightly hook lips, eyes across a soft light.

Sue choked when she finished singing, so he thought she cared about him?

Mo Yunhan gently touched the tip of her nose and said, "in the future, you can always ask me what you want to know. You don't have to ask Gao Xian. I'd like you to ask me in person."

Su Weige's lips are slightly drawn. Is there anyone more narcissistic than him?

When did she let Gao Xian inquire about him, and still feel that she cared about him?

"I don't care about you." Su Weige disliked the white ink cloud cold one eye, a pair of you less narcissistic expression.

"Really not?" Mo Yun's body is close to Su Weige, and there is a threat in his eyes.

"Of course not." Su Weige couldn't help staring at Mo Yunhan and insisted.

Mo Yunhan's eyes are crossed with a light of banter, which is closer to Su Weige. She is almost pressed on the seat. Su Weige can only try his best to hide, and doesn't want to be so close to Mo Yunhan.

Mo Yunhan's long arm stretched out, his arm dragged her waist, approached her ear and said, "no, let's talk about another thing, such as This morning

"In the morning?" As soon as Su Weige was about to ask something, he suddenly remembered the scene of getting up in the morning and flushed his face instantly.

"We have nothing to say." Mercilessly stare at Mo Yun Han, Su Weige raises his hand against his chest and wants to distance himself.

Asshole, I don't know which pot to open.

"That's right. You didn't seem to know anything at that time. I'll help you recall it with kindness." Ink cloud slightly cold pick eyebrows, eyes through a trace of evil light.

He remembered this little woman, but he pretended to sleep at that time. How could he really let her go? He thought it was very interesting to see her blush.

Clearly care about him, but refused to admit, he can only spare no effort to remind her every moment.

"No, no, I think it's fine now." Su Weige shook his head and refused.

Mo Yunhan gently raised Su Weige's chin, forcing her to look at his chest with his eyes.

Her catkin was just there, and Mo Yunhan's lips were slightly curved. She said meaningfully: "it seems like this in the morning, but I didn't wear it at that time Well

Before Mo Yunhan's words were finished, Su Weige took back his hand and covered Mo Yunhan's mouth directly.

Blocking his mouth, Su Weige deliberately maliciously clenched his teeth and warned: "shut up, I don't want to listen."

Mo Yunhan shrugged his shoulders and let go of Su Weige. After sitting down, he took a look at her and said, "well, it seems that you already know what happened."

Su Weige's head roared. He was dizzy and depressed. He was grinding his teeth. Recently, he always felt itchy and wanted to bite again.

A meaningful look at Mo Yunhan's shoulder, Su Weige's meaning is very obvious, and she will not be polite if she talks about it.

Ink cloud cold slightly hook lips, eyes across a touch of light doting way: "you like it, anyway, there are a lot of ointment at home."

Su Weige's old blood almost spurts out, and he can only be defeated bitterly. He doesn't want to talk to Mo Yunhan any more. He feels that she loses everything.

I can't help staring at Mo Yunhan angrily. How did I not know before that this guy has the ability to make people angry?

Depressed don't look out of the car window, Su Weige didn't realize it. When Mo Yunhan made such a fuss, she didn't know when her depressed mood, which had been accumulating for a day, would dissipate.Mo Yunhan looks at her red face, and her eyes recover their bright vitality. There is a soft light in her eyes.

Quietly gently hold up her catkin, Mo Yun cold heart of the gentle circle of overflow

In a flash, it's finally the weekend.

Su Weige has been looking forward to the day of removing the plaster for a long time.

Just after work time, the party came to the hospital.

After entering the doctor's office, Mo Yunhan puts Su Weige on the diagnosis and treatment bed, then looks at the doctor and says, "we have an appointment to remove the plaster today."

"Well, madam, she's recovered very well and can be dismantled." The doctor looked at the report and nodded.

Su Weige's cheek turned red. Just as he wanted to explain, he saw that the doctor had called a nurse in: "help my wife remove the plaster."

"Good." The nurse answered, and then called the colleagues to come, with tools began to busy.

Has begun to remove the plaster, Su Weige's attention is instantly transferred, staring at the nurse's action, looking forward to the moment when the plaster is removed and freedom is restored.

Su Cheng and Su Nuo stand close to Mo Yunhan, looking at Su Weige's legs with full eyes, and unconsciously pulling Mo Yunhan's skirt with two small hands, they dare not breathe too hard.

Aware of the tension of the two little guys, Mo Yunhan raised his hand to touch his head and said, "it will be OK."

"Well." Su Cheng and Su Nuo nodded, but still feel a little nervous, holding the hand of Mo Yun's cold skirt, did not let go.

Mo Yunhan took a look, then bent over to hold Su Cheng and Su Nuo up, and said in a soft voice: "don't worry, mother can walk after removing the plaster."

Su Cheng and Su Nuo unconsciously look at Mo Yunhan, looking at his cold cheek, soft eyes, inexplicably feel a bit at ease.

Su Nuo even put his arms around Mo Yunhan's neck and said, "Mr. Mo, can Mommy really walk on her own?"

"Yes." Mo Yunhan affirms that he feels warm for the little guy's action.

He has no resistance to his son's active closeness to him. He just feels that his whole heart is about to melt.

Su Cheng looks at Su Nuo so close to Mo Yunhan, his face is scratched with a touch of awkwardness, his little hand moves, and finally he doesn't do anything.

"All right." Suddenly heard the nurse said, and then Su Cheng and Su Nuo turned around, they saw two nurses holding Su Weige whispered: "slow down, just removed the plaster, need to adapt, don't worry."