Zhou Mo narrowed his eyes, and continued to ask Sheng Nanping with a dark face, "Don't you really have an ambiguous relationship with Mo Yishan? Then why didn't she take the same plane with us, are we avoiding suspicion?"

Sheng Nanping looked down at Zhou Mo, the annoyed water-colored eyes in Zhou Mo's eyes, and the delicate red lips with a slight pout, all became silent seduction.

The beauty was in his arms, and the lingering and beautiful tastes in his memory echoed in his abdomen, and his lips involuntarily kissed Zhou Mo.

"Woo...... What are you doing......" Zhou Mo had no way to move, no strength to struggle, so she could only let Sheng Nanping kiss her lips, and she passively responded to his desire.

Zhou Mo was even more annoyed because he still had doubts in his heart, and was kissed by Sheng Nanping for a while, and bit Sheng Nanping's tongue hatefully, and the confused Sheng Nanping was awakened by the sudden pain, and raised his head a little embarrassed.

Zhou Mo raised his hand and wiped his mouth, and said to Sheng Nanping angrily: "You let go of the rules, I haven't made it clear what I asked just now!"

"I have nothing to do with Mo Yishan, what is there to say!" Sheng Nanping was made to cry and laugh by Zhou Mo.

"No, you have to make it clear, why didn't Mo Yishan take the same plane with us, are we avoiding suspicion?"

"Okay, I said, Mo Yishan is an international authoritative brain expert, her time is very precious, people who come to her every day to see a doctor line up, she sees that there is nothing to do here, and she will fly back to the imperial capital the next day!"

"Yo, it seems that you admire her very much, an international brain expert, and she is very compatible with your identity!" Zhou Mo said in a sour tone.

Sheng Nanping was hurt by Zhou Moqi's temples, and said helplessly: "I'm explaining to you why she didn't fly with us, what identity is not worthy, we have nothing to do with it!"

"Then the night before I got sick, I called you, why did Mo Yishan answer it?

Sheng Nanping pointed to the notebook and said very innocently: "Wife, didn't you look at the date of my hospitalization just now, I was unwell in my heart that night, I was hospitalized, when you called me, I was doing an MRI examination, and the phone was in Mo Yishan's hand." ”

Zhou Mo pursed her lips, thinking that she was in pain for this matter, and almost jumped off the building to commit suicide in a madness, gritting her teeth in frustration.

She raised her hand and pinched Sheng Nanping's body fiercely, and said reluctantly: "Even if you don't do anything, Mo Yishan is still your childhood sweetheart, and the two little ones have no guesses!"

Sheng Nanping bit Zhou Mo's ear in retaliation, "Isn't that Hongfei also your childhood sweetheart?"

Zhou Mo was choked by Sheng Nanping, like a fish in his throat, and rolled his eyes, "I am different from Duan Hongfei, we are as innocent as brothers and sisters." ”

"Mo Yishan and I are also innocent, and we don't even have the same close relationship as brother and sister. ”

Zhou Mo felt that he couldn't say anything about Sheng Nanping, and he was more depressed, so he raised his hand and pinched Sheng Nanping's body again, "No matter what the reason is in the future, you can't lie to me, and I will catch you again......"

"Wife, there's no next time!" Sheng Nanping leaned over and kissed Zhou Mo, with endless tenderness and love between his eyebrows, "No matter what the situation is in the future, I will report to you in every detail, and you are not allowed to hide anything from me anymore, we are the closest couple, we must be honest with each other!"

Zhou Mo thought about his tossing and turning nights, the silent sigh when he felt self-pity and self-love, and thought about the torment, pain, and panic and grievances of worrying about losing Sheng Nanping...... It's all because they refuse to communicate, and the mediocrity they bring to disturb themselves!

She obediently promised Sheng Nanping, "I know, I have something to say to you, but no matter what I say to you, you can't scold me, you have to promise me ......"

At this moment, Sheng Nanping had a heart of obedience to Zhou Mo again, bowed his head and kissed Zhou Mo's little face, and said: "Wife, don't say it, I know, except for the fact that you left me, I will listen to you in everything in the future." ”

Zhou Mo looked at Sheng Nanping's bald head and smiled happily, for a while, all the grievances, sadness, and mustard were gone.

Sheng Nanping wanted to ask Zhou Mo why she had insomnia for so long, and why she called him that night, but the frail Zhou Mo was tired after crying, and soon fell asleep in Sheng Nanping's arms, breathing evenly, smiling on her lips, sleeping like a child, full of trust in the world.

He covered Zhou Mo with a quilt again, tightened his arms, and happily looked at Zhou Mo's beautiful sleeping face.

The plane landed at the imperial capital airport, and Ling Hai had already sent a car over, and the car was parked at the exit of the plane.

Sheng Nanping wrapped Zhou Mo tightly on the plane, like a silkworm chrysalis, and his face was covered.

"Emma, don't wrap me like a child!" Zhou Mo shouted in protest.

"Don't move, it's cold here, and you'll catch a cold if you have less baggage!" Sheng Nanping picked up the bloated Zhou Mo who was wrapped and walked steadily under the plane.

Sheng Dongyue looked at the behemoth in Sheng Nanping's arms and grinned, "Thanks to my brother's height and fitness, ordinary people can't hold such a thing!"

Xiaokang scratched his head and asked very incomprehensibly, "Since Mrs. got sick, the boss has never had a heart attack, and he has become a strong man who can kill a tiger!"

Sheng Dongyue smashed his mouth, and said with emotion: "Cheng Ye Xiao He is also Xiao He, Zhou Mo can let my brother die, or let my brother live, she is my brother's fatal arsenic, and it is also my brother's panacea!"

Xiaokang slapped his thigh and said exaggeratedly: "Wow, I understand in seconds, it turns out that this is love!"

After Zhou Mo returned to the imperial capital, he was admitted to Sheng's private hospital, which was also the hospital where Sheng Nanping had lived before, and where Mo Yishan worked.

The ward she lived in was the one where Sheng Nanping originally lived, the most luxurious ward in this hospital, which was spacious and bright, warm as spring, comparable to a five-star hotel.

Sheng Nanping returned to this ward, his mood was very different from before, when he lived here, he was lonely, painful and hateful, but now he is happy and warm.

Zhou Mo lives here, and she feels much more down-to-earth than in X City, just like returning home, and the misunderstanding between her and Sheng Nanping has been resolved, and the two are more sweet and harmonious together than before.

"Momo, it's time to take medicine!" Sheng Nanping poured a glass of warm water and took a small tray to Zhou Mo.

Sheng Nanping is like this these days, he remembers the time when Zhou Mo took medicine better than anyone else, not only when he took medicine, but also when to eat fruits, drink milk, drink nutrient solution, and eat*, Sheng Nanping has already arranged a good time for Zhou Mo, and remembered it accurately.

Zhou Mo doesn't like to eat when he is sick, and Sheng Nanping will ask people to send delicious food to Zhou Mo with different tricks at every meal, and it is guaranteed that Zhou Mo likes to eat.

Zhou Mo took the medicine and looked up at Sheng Nanping, "Husband, you have a lot of things to do in your company, you don't need to accompany me here, go to work in the company!"

Sheng Nanping has a lot of phone calls in the past two days, he avoided Zhou Mo at first, and then there were too many things that he needed to deal with personally, so he used the living room outside the suite as his office place, and connected to the remote control company through the computer.

"Baby, you are responsible for recuperating with peace of mind, don't worry about anything else!" Sheng Nanping looked at Zhou Mo with a smile in his dark and deep eyes.

This time, he formed a strong net of gentleness, care, spoiling, love, and firmly guarded Zhou Mo, and he couldn't shake it.

Zhou Mo looked at Sheng Nanping's shiny bald head, reached out to hug Sheng Nanping's sturdy waist, and leaned his head into his arms.

Sheng Nanping, who is so arrogant and cold, can actually shave her head for herself, and Sheng Nanping, who is so domineering and ruthless, can leave the company to take care of herself, and her heart is happy and satisfied.

Mo Yishan knew that Zhou Mo had returned to the hospital here, and came to visit Zhou Mo with flowers and fruits, and as soon as she entered the door, she first saw Sheng Nanping in the living room of the suite.

Sheng Nanping had just come out of the shower, with a good smell of shower gel on his body, his hair was wet, the neckline of his white shirt was slightly open, he was refreshed, handsome and abnormal, and his mental state and complexion were obviously much better than a while ago, and Mo Yishan couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yishan, you're here!" Sheng Nanping was in a good mood and greeted Mo Yishan with a smile.

"I'll come and see Mrs. Sheng!" Mo Yishan smiled at Sheng Nanping, holding the flowers and walking towards the hospital bed in the suite.

"Doctor Mo, thank you for coming to see me!" Zhou Mo had already heard Mo Yishan and Sheng Nanping talking, and took the initiative to greet Mo Yishan who came in.

"Mrs. Sheng, you are recovering well!" Mo Yishan walked to the bedside, put down the flowers and fruits, and looked at Zhou Mo a few times.

In the end, he is young, and he has a beautiful foundation, and after a few days of raising, he can see the original bright and fresh appearance, but after all, he is recovering from a serious illness, and there is always a little bit of pathological weakness, but it makes people feel more and more pity.

"Doctor Mo, don't call me Mrs. Sheng, just call me Zhou Mo, or Momo. Zhou Mo knew that Mo Yishan and Sheng Nanping did not have an ambiguous relationship, and Mo Yishan was not scheming, elegant, intellectual, and modest, Zhou Mo's attitude towards Mo Yishan couldn't help but change.

Mo Yishan chatted with Zhou Mo for a few words, and found that Zhou Mo was a very sincere and lovely girl, and she was also a woman who didn't have much of a city, so the two chatted quite speculatively.

Sheng Nanping didn't interject when the two women were chatting, sat next to Zhou Mo's bed, and stretched out his hand to naturally massage Zhou Mo's calves and feet.

Mo Yishan looked at Sheng Nanping, who was majestic and arrogant on weekdays, and was admired by thousands of people, lowered her head and massaged Zhou Mo's feet very seriously, with a slight smile on her tough and handsome face, her movements were natural and careful, and her heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle.

It turns out that this is the magic of love, which can make a man as noble as a king willing to be willing to be low to the dust.