Quiet night with soft lighting. Mu Hanxia sat in front of the hospital bed, concentrating on peeling apples.

Zhang Zi, who was lying on the bed, looked at her expression carefully and smiled: "Is there something good happening?" ”

Mu Hanxia smiled and gagged the peeled apple in his mouth: "Aren't you a nerd?" When did you become so sensitive to gossip? ”

"I want to see you get married early."

"Fool yourself."

Seeing him obediently finish eating a small apple, Mu Hanxia spoke again: "I can start again with him, let's observe the run-in." But you know, I have more important things to do right now. ”

Zhang Zi smiled helplessly: "Put away your strong woman's set, these two things are not contradictory." ”

Mu Hanxia smiled and didn't answer.

Zhang Zi: "Then did you mention the plan to him?" ”

"Nope. He is the chairman of Fengchen after all, let's talk about it when it is done. ”

Zhang Zi didn't speak. After a while, he added, "I can understand the man's feelings." I'm willing to bet that what he's most concerned about right now is nothing else but when he can marry you home. ”

Mu Hanxia was silent for a moment, and then smiled: "Zhang Zi, I remember that you are Dr. Princeton, can you not be so like the aunt of the neighborhood committee who loves to worry?" ”

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After visiting Zhang Zi, Mu Hanxia went home. The next morning, she went downstairs for a run. As soon as I went out, I saw Lin Mochen wearing a black sweatshirt, standing next to the flower garden. With his hands in his pockets, he looked up at her.

Mu Hanxia smiled gently at him and took the lead in running towards the morning mist ahead. He quickly followed.

"Early." He said.

"Early."

The feeling of being a human being is a strange thing. Usually Mu Hanxia runs alone, and he doesn't feel anything, and his mood is always calm. Now there is one more of him by his side, although the two of them don't talk much when they run, but his sense of presence is too strong, and Mu Hanxia's heart is always not very quiet.

After running for about half an hour, Lin Mochen's speed gradually slowed down. Mu Hanxia thought that he couldn't do it, so he slowed down and looked back at him. Then I heard him say, "It's cold summer, I can't run." Before the words fell, Mu Hanxia's hand was grabbed by him. She bumped into his inky eyes, and he embraced him.

Mu Hanxia's heart trembled, and then she realized that he was a drunkard and didn't mean to drink, she immediately smiled lightly: "Lin Mochen, running is running, don't want to fish in troubled waters." She withdrew her hand and sped forward.

Lin Mochen fell into the void in his arms, looked at her pretty and vigorous back, and smiled for a while. In the past, such a trick was tried and tested. As long as he makes a half-truth, she will most likely soften in his arms, shyly and happily laughing. Right now...... He calmly caught up with her again.

Finally, the hour was over. The sun also came out, and the two walked back side by side.

Mu Hanxia has lived alone for many years, and many habits were also developed by his mother when he was a child, and he has maintained them to this day. For example, at this moment, when she was sweating profusely, she habitually took out the towel she was carrying, first wiped the sweat on her face and neck, and then reached into the clothes behind her back to wipe it to avoid the wind from blowing cold.

Lin Mochen saw her habitual movements and said, "I'll come." ”

Mu Hanxia was stunned, and the towel in his hand had been taken away by him.

The two stood in the sunlight under a building, and there was no one else on the road. Mu Hanxia stood with his back to him, and somehow, he trembled slightly. Out of the corner of his eye, I caught a glimpse of his lowered and quiet eyebrows. He pulled her sweatshirt slightly with one hand, took the towel in the other, and leaned in. Along her shoulder, he began to rub it down the ground. After her shaved back, her ...... The sports corset, then slipped to the spine, to the waist, and carefully and gently wiped the sweat from her waist on both sides.

He obviously didn't even touch it, but Mu Hanxia's body, which had not been touched by a man for many years, burst into bursts of crisp~ numbness, covering the entire back, and then swept the whole body. Her face was also a little hot.

Then his hand withdrew, and he straightened her clothes again, and said, "All right." ”

Mu Hanxia took back the towel: "Thank you." But he smiled and said, "Help each other, help me wipe it, lest I ...... Got a cold. ”

His back, as tall and thin as he remembered, seemed to be thicker. Mu Hanxia stared at it for a few seconds, gently lifted his sweatshirt, poked the towel in, touched his shoulders with his fingers, and then wiped it down inch by inch. up to his spine, his narrow waist.

He suddenly reached behind his back and grabbed hers.

He didn't speak, and Mu Hanxia didn't move.

She smelled the slight smell of sweat on his back, as well as the familiar smell that belonged to him, and she felt shaken for a while.

After a while, she withdrew her hand and straightened his clothes for him.

The atmosphere between the two seems to have become a little different. He raised his eyes to look at her and smiled faintly: "Is the porridge you cooked today enough for two people?" ”

"I didn't cook it today, let's have breakfast outside."

Lin Mochen replied: "Okay." ”

Mu Hanxia took him and continued to walk to a breakfast shop in front.

In fact, she deliberately didn't cook porridge today, holding a subtle thought. She looked at the calm and clear eyebrows of the man next to her, and always felt that if she allowed him to enter the room like this, where could she still suppress him?

When they arrived at the breakfast shop, the two stood in front of the bar, Mu Hanxia looked at the menu on the wall and asked, "What do you eat?" ”

Lin Mochen said: "Isn't it always up to you to arrange what I eat?" After saying that, he handed her the wallet, and went to find a card seat and sat down.

His words made Mu Hanxia a little distracted. for he spoke from the past. He has a very picky taste, and at first he took her to eat all kinds of good things. Later, the two got along, and she was familiar with his tastes, and when he went to eat again, he was relieved and lazily only let her arrange it.

In fact, he has always been a macho man, and likes to let his women take care of these things.

And every time Mu Hanxia orders a good dish and returns to the table. He always likes to have her sit next to him, not across from him. In his spare time after eating, he likes to hug her to watch the news on his mobile phone, or touch her hair and her neck, and the two of them say something that grinds their ears and temples......

Mu Hanxia gathered his mind, ordered the meal, and paid. When he turned around, he saw Lin Mochen sitting on the inside of the booth on one side, vacating the position next to him, and his hand was still on the backrest. Although it is a sportswear, it also looks noble and cold.

He looked at her and waited for her.

Quietly provoke her.

It seems to be the arrogant and bad man back then.

Mu Hanxia's heart stirred up ripples, she couldn't help but laugh, walked over, as if she didn't notice his intentions, sat down opposite, handed him the wallet and said, "I'll be able to eat it soon." ”

Lin Mochen didn't answer.

He stood up, walked around the table, and walked over to her.

"Sit inside." He said.

Mu Hanxia: "What are you doing?" ”

His hand landed on her waist and he moved her in half-pushing, half-hugging. Mu Hanxia's waist is so numb, he can only obey. He let go of his hand and sat down beside her. After a while, the hand naturally rested on her shoulder, gently stroked the shredded hair around her ear, and then moved it to her neck. His fingers were slender and soft, Mu Hanxia was itchy and numb to his touch, and neither of them spoke.