Mo Yao was choked by the sudden news, coughed violently, Beiying hurriedly came up to help him pat his back, coughed a few times, Mo Yao pushed Beiying's hand away, "According to the information you found, Zhang Xian is a descendant of the Zhang family?" ”

How is it possible, the Zhang family has obviously been wiped out, why did someone suddenly pop up again?

"Yes." Beiying continued: "Everyone only knows that Zhang Zhongtang has three sons and one daughter, but they don't know that he has an illegitimate child outside, and this person is Zhang Xian. ”

Mo Yao nodded thoughtfully and lay down. No wonder Zhang Xian insisted on putting him to death again and again, it turned out to be a national enemy and a family hatred. A hint of relief flashed in his eyes, and it seemed natural for Zhang Xian to seek revenge on him.

"Seventh Master," Beiying looked preoccupied, "between us and the Zhang family, in fact, ......"

"Mo Yao......" Before Beiying finished speaking, Dong Yilan had already pushed open the door and broke in, and Beiying immediately closed his mouth. Dong Yilan saw two expressions with strict expressions, and he didn't know if he shouldn't come in for a while, so he had a thermal lunch box in his hand and was stunned at the door.

"Seventh Master, it's okay, I'll go down first." Beiying lowered his head in a witty manner, turned around and walked in the direction, passing by Dong Yilan's side, and did not forget to say hello politely.

Dong Yilan smiled awkwardly, and as soon as Beiying left, she walked over happily.

The best antibiotic medicine brought by his parents, Dong Yilan no longer had to worry about Mo Yao's wound infection, and his heart was much more relaxed, and he couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Seeing the master hiding in bed, very happy?" Mo Yao glared at her angrily, and the smile on the woman's face was simply a sincere expression from the heart, and she couldn't cover it even if she wanted to.

Dong Yilan was unhappy when he heard it, "How do you speak?" I'm happy to see you lying in bed, I'm glad to see you unlucky. The insulated lunch box in his hand was put heavily on the bedside table, and he said insincerely.

"......" Mo Yao was speechless, he didn't expect that a broken woman would have such sharp teeth, and he didn't find the right words to refute her for a while, and after a while, Mo Yao said, "It's not because of you that you're unlucky?" ”

"Hmph, I'm unlucky because of you!" Dong Yilan snorted, the bed in this room is different from the hospital bed, there is nothing to shake up, Dong Yilan went out of another room and brought two pillows, put them behind Mo Yao, and helped him sit up.

Then he moved a small table similar to a computer desk and chair on the bed, and put it on Mo Yao, who raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?" Playing computer games to pass the time? ”

"Think beautifully!" Dong Yilan took out the food plate from the insulated lunch box and began to place it on the small table.

Baked shrimp with egg yolk, asparagus slices, sea cucumber millet porridge, the small table was full of fragrance, and Mo Yao suddenly felt hungry.

"You did it?" Mo Yao looked at Dong Yilan in surprise, at her level, she couldn't make such a dish with such color and flavor, right? Or is there a five-star hotel on this uninhabited island?

"My dad did it!" Speaking of her father's craftsmanship, Dong Yilan is proud, her father was a five-star chef back then, just like a fake.

After Dong Yilan gave the medicine to the doctor, he dragged Dong Chuwei down to the kitchen, and the "daughter slave" Dong Chuwei didn't ask who made it for him, and fried a few nutritious and light stir-fried dishes.

Mo Yao was suspicious, his dark eyes were full of disbelief, in the early years, he had heard that Dong Chuwei had been a chef in the early days of his business, and he had always been a rumor.

The image of Dong Chu Wei has been ingrained in Mo Yao since he was a child, and now he suddenly brought a bunch of dishes with all the color and flavor to him, and said Eat, that person made it.

In other words, no one can accept it, this thriller Cheng dù is no less than thunder hitting the earth.

"Eat." Dong Yilan shook the chopsticks in his hand, "It won't hurt so much that you can't even hold the chopsticks, right?" ”

Mo Yao glanced at the chopsticks, two slender and long ivory chopsticks swayed back and forth in front of Dong Yi's blue chest, Mo Yao suddenly remembered that when he was hanging on the plane, a pair of soft flesh rubbing his chest, soft and soft, it must be very comfortable to pinch a handful.

The Adam's apple slid and swallowed saliva unconsciously.

Dong Yilan didn't notice Mo Yao's green eyes, and assumed that he was hungry for the food in front of him. It's no wonder that she drools when she sees Daddy's cooking. But Mo Yao refused to reach out to take the chopsticks, so she had to volunteer: "It's inconvenient to do it yourself, I'll feed you." ”

"Okay." The corners of Mo Yao's lips hooked up a calculating smile, and his eyes stared at Dong Yi's blue and ruddy lips, "Master wants you to feed it there." ”

"Where?" Dong Yilan, who was serving sea cucumber millet porridge, reacted half a beat slower, and looked at the soup bowl and spoon in confusion, there was nothing else to use.

"That's it." Mo Yao pouted, Dong Yilan suddenly understood, and his face turned red, "Shameless, cheeky." ”

Mo Yao's eyes flashed, "Don't give it, then you won't eat it." As he spoke, he was about to turn around and lie down again, Dong Yilan was anxious, "If you don't eat your wounds, how can you recover?" What should I do if I get reinfected? ”

Mo Yao closed his eyes and ignored him.

"If you don't eat again, I won't care about you." Dong Yilan threatened, put down the bowl and spoon and pretended to leave.

"If you want to go, go, don't make noise about sleeping!" Mo Yao's eyes were cold, and his voice sank, as if he was really angry, Dong Yilan immediately softened and coaxed him like a child, "How much do you eat, is it okay?" ”

As he spoke, he picked up a spoon and handed a little porridge to his mouth, and the doctor explained that he had lost too much blood and needed to supplement some nutrients with guò food.

Mo Yao tilted his head and turned a blind eye.

Dong Yilan stood beside the bed with a soup bowl, biting his lip with neat teeth, and looked at Mo Yao helplessly. He clearly wanted to take advantage of her, but she couldn't do anything about him.

"Okay, I promise you." Dong Yilan angrily put the bowl on the bedside table, moved the small dining table and sat next to Mo Yao.

Mo Yao had already turned his head, and his deep eyes were shining with a triumphant light.

Dong Yilan took a shrimp and bit it in his mouth, and sent it to him mouth-to-mouth like a mother bird feeding a nestling still in the nest.

The dangerous male breath came to her face, her little heart thumped a few times, and even her breathing became rapid with nervousness, and she was going to leave immediately after he took it, but she didn't expect this man to move in, she leaned over, his big hand was already on the back of her head, and she fell into his arms with a force.

"Woo......" Dong Yilan whimpered, and the tender shrimp and her smooth lips were taken into his mouth together, and he sucked greedily.

After a while, Mo Yao let go of her contentedly, her face flushed, and Mo Yao smiled treacherously.

"I won't feed you if you make it bad again." Dong Yilan threatened in a low voice, but Mo Yao snorted coldly as if she was sure that she would not ignore him, "Then you don't care about the master, let the master starve to death." ”

"......" east to blue.

When the plate bottomed out, Mo Yao also took advantage of it, looking at Dong Yilan beautifully, her two lips still had his saliva on them, her cheeks were red and fluttering, almost dripping blood, and the clothes on her body were torn messily under his soft grinding and hard bubbles, and she was obscene.

Mo Yao swallowed his saliva, "Ye hasn't eaten yet." ”

"Huh?" Dong Yilan looked at the empty dishes, he ate all the dishes for two by himself, the corners of his eyes twitched, and said, "I'll go get you some more." ”

"Don't." Mo Yao's slender fingertips swept across Dong Yilan's soft lips, and the corners of his lips hooked up with an evil smile, "It's you who want to eat." ”

Thinking of the smell of the night when the woman was broken, Mo Yao couldn't help but itch his bones and his blood boiled.

Hmm, Dongyi's blue face completely turned eggplant-colored, and he even stammered when he spoke, "I, I'll go get you some water." As he spoke, he picked up the insulated lunch box and wanted to slip away.

Mo Yao tugged her hand, pulled her back with force, Dong Yilan's feet shook, fell into Mo Yao's arms, the insulated lunch box fell off his hand and fell to the ground, the dishes crackled and scattered all over the ground, in a panic, Dong Yi Lan pressed his blue hand on Mo Yao's scalpel edge.

Mo Yao snorted, his facial features twisted together in pain, covering the wound that was smashed by Dong Yilan, and roared hoarsely, "Broken woman, do you want to murder your husband?" ”

Dong Yilan was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "It's not a kiss." ”

"The latter can't be killed." Mo Yao hugged the wound, the pain was so cold that he broke out and felt funny, and when he smiled, the wound hurt again, so he could only hug the wound and curl up.

This frightened Dong Yilan, and she stood by the bed and looked at Mo Yao at a loss, her heart panicked.

It took a long time for her to reflect, "You bear with it first, I, I'll call you a doctor." After speaking, he kicked open the insulated lunch box on the side and stumbled out.

"Wait ......" slammed the door shut, and it was too late for Mo Yao to stop him, but with his current appearance...... Mo Yao felt his brother who was showing off his martial arts, and silently lit a wax for his face.

It is estimated that the doctor can make up what they have just done at a glance, and he can estimate it word for word if the doctor advises him.

Sure enough, after restitching up the torn wound for him, applying a medicine and bandages and injecting an antibiotic, the doctor said to Mo Yao in a serious tone: "It is normal for young people to be energetic, but it is not as important as this time. ”

Mo Yao calmly closed his eyes and recuperated, I can't hear or hear, I can't hear it, as if he can't hear it, this matter won't spread to other people's ears, the next half afternoon, the men led by Xiao Qi took turns to visit him, and the greetings were almost the same, "I heard that the wound cracked if I used too much force?" Listen to the elders, young people should pay attention to the scale. ”

The gloating expression was completely devoid of the solemnity of the elders.

Mo Yao had been black-faced all afternoon, and he couldn't wait to get up and kick them all away, Dong Yilan didn't sleep all night to make up for sleep in the afternoon, and Beiying still had some things that had not been investigated, he estimated that there would be no danger for so many people here, so he was relieved to leave Roman Island.

Finally, when Xiao Qi had enough of laughing, he returned Mo Yao a quiet space, and just wanted to close his eyes and sleep for a while, when the door of the room rang, and a figure flashed in-

Babies, guess who's coming to see the Seventh Master?