Looking at An Yining, the corners of Qin Mo's mouth were hooked, and his dark eyes turned, "Let's go." As he spoke, he put his hand on her shoulder.

His shoulders sank, and the place looked like it had been burned, and it was hot. An Yining stiffened and pulled the coat on her body very awkwardly.

As soon as he stepped out of the waiting hall, An Yining turned his face: "Director Zhang..."

Before she finished speaking, Qin Mo looked at her, "Aren't you cold?" ”

An Yining lowered her eyes and bit her lip, but she didn't say anything cold.

She's cold, but she'd rather be cold when she's gone.

Looking at her trembling body, Qin Mo couldn't wait for the urge to hug her, but he just thought about it, but what made him dissatisfied was that she was holding her lips, you see, the teeth were sunk into it so deeply, it seemed like she was going to bleed.

"Don't hurt your lips, it's not guilty."

An Yining raised her head suddenly and looked at Qin Mo in astonishment.

Subconsciously, she let go of her lips, and when she saw Qin Mo's scorching gaze, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva again.

The black eyes flowed with streamers, and Qin Mo's thin lips moved lightly: "An Yining, do you know that you are like this now..."

"Gone." With the sound of his head, An Yining's eyes flashed, and then he turned around.

Well, blushing.

Qin Mo looked at An Yining's almost violent back, his thin lips raised, his dark eyes smiling, and then followed.

At this time, Zhang Li, who came back from buying a hot drink, couldn't find An Yining in the same place, looked left and right, and happened to see An Yining walking outside, and when she wanted to catch up, she was rushed over by Fan Zixu and stopped.

"Didn't you see Miss An's coat?" Fan Zixu spoke.

Zhang Li paused, looked at Fan Zixu and then looked at An Yining in the distance, Mr. Qin is here?

The next moment, she pushed Fan Zixu away and spoke: "Mr. Fan, you have to send me back." ”

When Mr. Qin saw Ning Ning, she could be regarded as having done a good deed.

*

At the door of the hotel, An Yining took off the coat on his body, lowered his head, and stretched out his clothes: "Mr. Qin, thank you." ”

The second time in this incident, she was drenched in the rain, and he sent clothes, I can't help but say that I don't feel it, but she doesn't know how to face it because she feels it too much.

Taking her reaction into his eyes, Qin Mo stretched out a hand against the wall, invisibly enclosing An Yining in front of him.

"An Yining, follow me, you, you don't have to be polite."

A deep voice crossed her ears, and when An Yining raised her eyes, Qin Mo had already pushed her in, and what she saw was the slowly closing door.

There was a lot of chaos in my heart, my head was even more chaotic, and the temperature on my face was even more burning.

And at this moment, she didn't feel cold.

Looking at the coat hanging on her arm, An Yining found a hanger to hang it up, and when she was about to go to the bathroom to take a hot bath, the mobile phone message prompted the sound.

When I opened it, it was sent by Qin Mo.

"Hurry up and take a hot bath, don't catch a cold."

As soon as the phone was thrown away, An Yining rushed into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and the sound of the noise calmed her down a little.

He, what do you mean?

She felt that when she met Qin Mo, her heart was like a drum that was beaten all the time, and there was no moment of silence.

*

After Qin Mo sent the message, when he was about to go back to his room, Fan Zixu and Zhang Li came back together at the end of the aisle.

Seeing Qin Mo stopping at the door of An Yining, Fan Zixu's expression*, while Zhang Li was restrained for a moment, and nodded: "Mr. Qin." ”

Qin Mo nodded and said to Zhang Li: "Director Zhang is also tired, go and rest." ”

After Zhang Li left, Fan Zixu put his hands in his pockets, squinted at Qin Mo, and couldn't help but tease: "Brother Jiu, why are you only standing outside with such a good opportunity?" ”

The opportunity is rare, but it is not easy to grasp it.

Where have you seen the strategy of chasing your wife these days? He worked hard all night to plan, and they all ... It's a waste of water.

Damn...

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Should I do anything?" ”

Fan Zixu glared: "Shouldn't it?" ”

Already walking in the rain, shouldn't it go further?

Chek, when did you get it like this?

After thinking about it, Qin Mo nodded: "Hmm, it should be done." ”

Then, with a bang, Fan Zixu was left staring at the door panel.

Fan Zixu couldn't help but wow, his strategies were all useful, so wouldn't it be useless for him to come here?

Thinking of this, Fan Zixu couldn't help but jump to his feet.

*

It was half an hour after An Yining came out of the hot bath, and she stood by the TV in a bath towel, wiping her hair while watching TV.

It didn't take long for the sound of a knock on the door to come, and the love that had finally calmed down suddenly came up again.

Walking to the door, the electronic screen showed Qin Mo's figure, and his first reaction was, why did he come again?

"An Yining, open the door."

An Yining frowned, looked at the display, and couldn't help but stare at it, I just won't turn it on.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong", this time it was ringing the doorbell, An Yining was speechless, what was he going to do?

Looking at the coat hanging on the opposite side, she walked over and took off the coat, then opened the door, and went out with one hand, "Mr. Qin, return your coat." ”

Qin Mo frowned and looked at the coat that stretched out, did not answer, but pushed the door with one hand and wanted to enter.

An Yining inside felt that there was a push on the door, and pushed it back hard, and then, only to hear a muffled snort, and when he looked back, he saw a palm clamped on the door panel.

She was frightened, and hurriedly appeared, regardless of the bath towel she was wearing at this time, she took Qin Mo's hand and looked at it, only to see a thick clip mark in the palm of her hand, glowing black and purple, and bruised.

An Yining's strength was not small, and in a hurry, he pushed back the door, and Qin Mo was caught defenselessly. At this time, the palm of his hand was spicy, and the slightest pain began to spread.

Looking at An Yining's undisguised worried look, the corners of Mr. Qin's mouth rose, his eyes were full of light, and even his heart was rippling.

It seems that with a little injury, the benefits are good.

At this time, Qin Mo was pulled by An Yining to do it*. Along the way, and then An Yining rummaged through the medicine box, and Mr. Qin watched her busy work so quietly.

"You wait here for a while, I'll ask Dr. Fan if he has any medicine."

The door opened, the door closed, An Yining had already arrived in front of Fan Zixu's room, and no matter what people were doing, he rang the doorbell immediately, "Doctor Fan, open the door, Mr. Qin is injured." ”

Fan Zixu in the room heard this, and quickly jumped up from the * and opened the door quickly: "Brother Jiu is injured?" ”

It's just that when he saw the bath towel on An Yining's body, he cleared his throat and pretended to be calm: "Oh, Yan zhòng?" ”

He was curious, how did Brother Jiu get hurt, and where was he injured?

"Doctor Fan, or you..."

Before An Yining's words were finished, Fan Zixu shook his hand violently: "Miss An, Mr. Qin, he is my boss, where is he at the moment, it means that Mr. Qin only wants you to know about this matter alone, you still tell me about the situation, and I will get you medicine." ”

Hearing this, An Yining also felt that there was some truth.

If she really said that Qin Mo was going to enter her room, but she pushed the door with her backhand and caught her hand, what would Dr. Fan think?

Whether it's for his face or... For the sake of it, An Yining didn't say what happened, but just asked Fan Zixu for it: blood-activating ointment, gauze, alcohol, cotton swabs and other items hurriedly folded back to his room.

Looking at the door closed diagonally, Fan Zixu was curious, what happened to Brother Jiu, he actually used blood-invigorating ointment.

Could it be that when the storm is on... Ahem, hurt?

Gauze, cotton swabs, and blood activating were put together, and all of a sudden, Fan Zixu's imagination became active, and it was not appropriate for the picture to be automatically generated.

Wow quack, Brother Jiu...

What a go, the airport, in the rain, now... The trilogy was captured...

When Fan Zixu was yy, he didn't know the situation on the other side.

"Mr. Qin..."

When he got the medicine, An Yining, who was about to coat him, was holding a cup of brown sugar ginger water in his hand while seeing Qin Mo's unchanged posture.

Is he going to send her brown sugar ginger water to ward off the cold?

Qin Mo raised his eyes, and under the faint yellow light, his face softened a lot, "It's almost cool." As she spoke, brown sugar ginger water was handed to her.

Looking at the brown sugar ginger water in front of him, it seemed that there was still the smell of ginger, and there was no oil, An Yining's heart seemed to be crossing a hot spring, very warm.

After taking the cup, An Yining turned sideways, drank the brown sugar water without a drop, and then said nothing, silently bandaging Qin Mo with medicine.

Qin Mo was rippling, and he almost didn't laugh.

Seeing that her hand was held by her with one hand, her fingertips slashed, as if an electric current was passing through, and her palm was hot.

Well, it feels very good, warm, soft, slippery, if... Qin Mo couldn't help but think about it more, and his eyes were also dyed with a burning color at the moment.

When she was tying the last knot, An Yining suddenly raised her head, and when she looked at Qin Mo with too hot gaze, she subconsciously, she shouted: "Mr. Qin..."

The gaze was so hot that she had nowhere to avoid it, but to look at each other. An Yining was beating a drum in her heart, and when she was about to lose her control, Qin Mo spoke: "You, it's so hot." ”

"Huh?" An Yining was surprised, and for a while she didn't know what he meant.

He felt that it was not her who was hot, but he who was hot.

The woman in front of him was draped in a bathrobe and dangled in front of him, the fragrance after bathing, the V-shaped neckline, Bai Xi's calves, and the appeal information all stimulated his nerves.

I don't want to see too much, for fear of impulsiveness, but I can't help but look at it again.

The thin lips were soft, the Adam's apple turned slightly, and a hoarse voice came out: "You have a fever, a low-grade fever." ”

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