Quiet again returned to the bedroom.

Qiao Ruoxin looked down at his palm, and there was a lipstick mark left by Wen Wan.

She walked towards the bathroom with a disgusted expression on her face and washed her hand sanitizer several times.

returned to the bed, sat on the single sofa, supported his cheeks with his hands, and quietly looked at the sleeping Mo Chen.

I casually caught a glimpse of the many medicine bottles placed on the side.

Qiao Ruoxin picked it up and took a look, imported drugs to promote sleep quality, and drugs to relieve irritability, and so on......

Her face stiffened slightly, and she looked up at Mo Chen, do you have to take so many medicines every day?

My heart is trembling......

Qiao Ruoxin picked up the temperature gun and measured the man's wrist, which was still in a low-grade fever.

When will it be better to sleep like this, without eating or drinking?

"Mo Chen! Wake up...... Mo Chen! ”

She shouted softly twice, and the man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, like a beast that had been woken up, his eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to be about to go crazy at any moment.

You must know that Mo Chen's madness is equivalent to the end of the world.

The horror is extreme.

She was scared half to death two years ago.

Qiao Ruoxin wanted to reach out and touch the man's forehead, but he still didn't have the courage.

Mo Chen stared at her for a long time and was silent, his slender fingers on his forehead, and he sat up, his head splitting.

"How long did I sleep?" His voice was low and hoarse, with an eerie glow.

"They said you've slept all day, so let's get something to eat, okay?"

She looked at the man with a pair of beautiful eyes, curled thick eyelashes, a delicate little upturned nose, and fair and translucent skin.

Mo Chen said in a faint voice: "I have no appetite." ”

"Then I'll make it for you myself, how much to eat?" She coaxes men with a good temper, and her voice is soft and sweet.

The man's handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, and his eyebrows were full of exhaustion, and he responded coldly: "Hmm." ”

Even with such a cold response, Qiao Ruoxin still chuckled happily.

"Okay, then you drink a glass of water first, I'll do it for you, wait for me."

Qiao Ruoxin poured him a glass of water and handed it to him, then turned and left the bedroom.

Mo Chen, who was leaning on the bed, held the cup, lowered his eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When has this little imp ever been so interested in him?

I can't even find a picture similar to what I just had just now.

……

Qiao Ruoxin cooked it herself, cooked a bowl of tonkotsu barbecued pork ramen, and made a few fried dumplings, as well as a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

The nanny ran over and told her, "Mo Ye has gone to the study." ”

She could only carry the tray and walk towards the study upstairs.

walked into the study and found that Mo Chen was working, and he was like the irascible Mo Ye who got up just now.

She placed the tray on the desk and pushed it in front of the man.

Mo Chen's fingers tapping on the keyboard paused, then closed the laptop.

"Eat it all, I've worked hard to cook it for you."

Qiao Ruoxin sat on the chair opposite the desk, looking ready to monitor his meal.

The man picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles elegantly, noble and elegant, and very educated.

A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth: "I deliberately fried that omelette very tender, let's try it." ”

Mo Chen raised his eyes to look at her, there seemed to be a strong hatred hidden in his dark eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I have never seen you so well-behaved, you have lived for a long time, you can see everything." ”

"When I came to look for you, I happened to see Wen Wan preparing to kiss you secretly." Her tone was understated.

Mo Chen's pupils suddenly constricted, he raised his eyes to look at her, and his voice was so cold that it could freeze: "What did you say?" ”

Qiao Ruoxin smiled: "I stopped her, she kissed the palm of my hand, it's so disgusting." ”

Hearing her words, Mo Chen's face gradually returned to normal, and his tone was cold: "It's disgusting, don't touch her mouth again in the future." ”

He didn't allow anyone to touch Qiao Ruoxin, not for men, not for women.

"yes, okay."

"Sterilized?"

“……”