Looking at her unmasked face, he could clearly remember every word she said.

Quan Mo raised his hand, his slender fingers lightly swiped across her face, she was simple in everything, even liking it.

It's as simple as a child's house.

"Not enough. Your likes are not enough. Quan Mo's voice was hoarse and low, and his dark eyes were gloomy.

She could also say lightly that she would leave with Xi Nanxing.

What he wants is that she can't do without.

No matter what he looks like, she can't do without it. Not because of loneliness, because of help......

It's not enough now, it's not enough.

Probably because the table was too hard, it was uncomfortable to lie on his stomach like this, An Ge moved his body, his brows furrowed, his face turned to the other side, and then turned over again.

And so on and so forth.

Quan Mo reached out and pressed his shoulder, stood up suddenly, and gently picked An Ge up from the chair, the wound on his shoulder was aching.

Quan Mo used all his strength to carry An Ge to the side of the leather sofa and lie down, and took his blazer from the hanger and covered her.

Shoulder pain was terrible.

Quan Mo frowned, reached out to tuck her suit, and when his hand crossed her stomach, his fingertips shook involuntarily, whether it was fear or fear, he couldn't tell.

He was a decisive man on the business map, but when confronted with her, he became hesitant.

It doesn't matter if he makes a wrong move and loses the whole game, but he can't put her in.

Destiny.

She is a fate that he can't escape, and since ten years ago, his life is destined to be rewritten for her.

She...... Never know.

He didn't allow her to know.

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Not counting the time when he took sleeping pills, An Ge hadn't slept so soundly for a long time.

Opening his eyes and waking up in a daze, An Ge sat up on the leather sofa, looking forward with sleepy eyes, only to see Quan Mo sitting at his desk, and a doctor bandaging the wound on his shoulder.

An Ge woke up in an instant, got up from the sofa in a hurry, and the suit on his body slipped off......

How did she get to sleep on the couch?

Without thinking much about it, An Ge walked towards Quan Mo, very worried, "How is he?" Why do you have to bandage it again, is it seriously injured? ”

In the plastic bag of medicine on the side, a pile of blood-stained gauze was thrown.

"Don't make a noise."

Quan Mo raised his eyes and glanced at An Ge, took off half of his shirt, revealing his lean chest.

"Is there any medicine?" An Ge looked at the circles of gauze and asked the doctor, "Hang up two bottles of water, what if there is inflammation, it can be big or small." ”

Hearing this, the doctor nodded in agreement, "It's definitely good to make a little anti-inflammatory preparation." But the power is ......"

"Then hang it on him." An Ge made a decision.

Quan Mo looked at An Ge coldly, his dark eyes were deep, his tone was not salty or light, and the corners of his lips were slightly curled, as if he was smiling, "Why is it your turn to call the shots now?" ”

An Ge didn't hear it, looked at the doctor and said, "I'm his wife, you can help him hang the water, I can still decide this little thing." ”

“……”

Quan Mo sat on the chair and stared silently at An Ge, who was assertive, for a long time, but he was still silent.

The doctor looked at the two of them for a while, weighed them for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll prescribe medicine and drips for Mr. Quan." ”

“……”

Quan Mo stared at An Ge and did not speak.

In the end, Quan Mo still put down his work and sat on the sofa, the back of his hand was pricked by the doctor fiercely, and two large bottles of infusion hung on top, slowly dripping down and dripping into his veins.