Mo An'an carefully placed Tang Mochi on the bed and wrapped him in a small white quilt.

The big bed is very spacious, even if there are a few patients like Tang Mochi, it is not too crowded to lie here.

Mo Anan pursed his lips and whispered: "Master Chi, can I turn off the lights?" ”

"Turn off the lights, and then hurry up and roll over, don't let me rush."

Tang Mochi sat on the side of the bed with a domineering face, and a cold eye hit him, and Mo Anan personally experienced four words: destiny is difficult to violate.

Tang Mochi never had an extra expression, his eyes were half-narrowed, and he felt that the light was a little dazzling. Under the light, he faded away from the aura of shooting everything like ice, and once his gaze fell on the little Mo An'an, she was immediately fascinated.

He has thick eyebrows and sideburns, a high nose bridge, and is born with an imperial spirit.

Even if Tang Mochi was placed in front of her, it was hard for her to imagine that the person in front of her was actually her husband.

Mo Anan was on the other side of the big bed, and Mo Anan turned off the light and quickly returned to Tang Mochi's side.

When will this uncle's temper change?

Dogleg said: "Master Chi, I'm sleeping, just tell me where you are uncomfortable!" ”

Mo An'an's eyes were black, his head had just been pillowed, he completely ignored the gaze of Tang Mochi, and fell asleep.

The lights were turned off, and the room fell into ghostly darkness.

Occasionally, the headlights on the road flashed, Mo An'an's cheeks were as white as poppies, and the delicate flower bones seemed to bloom at night.

She was on the soft collapse of the brocade, and her black hair was scattered like a cloud.

When he was asleep, Mo An'an was comfortably quiet between his eyebrows and eyes.

Tang Mochi's gaze swept across her butterfly-like eyelashes, ruddy as begonia lips, and finally landed on the fragrant shoulders that were accidentally exposed.

As soon as his breath was tight, Tang Mochi didn't want to be confused anymore, and the night wind did not blow away the restlessness in his heart.

Mo An'an's skin is as white as milk, and under the messy nightdress is a pair of white thighs, even the pearls placed next to the pillow can't match the sparkle of the complexion.

Tang Mochi's gaze turned to Mo An'an's side face, her eyelashes were so long that they were about to poke Tang Mochi's skin......

The moonlight on the windowsill flowed down and covered half of Mo An'an's face, and Tang Mochi's deep eyes never moved away from Mo An'an.

Even if she really isn't Mo Xianxian?

Her spicy and shameless strength is really the most difficult for Tang Mochi to control, and it has nothing to do with whether she is Mo Xianxian or not.

Within three seconds, a woman snoring softly could be heard.

If Mo An'an opened his eyes, he would definitely exclaim, at this time, Tang Mochi's originally broken arm could actually move, and he pinched Mo An'an's slightly open lips and took his mouth.

Her taste was so sweet that Tang Mochi wanted to drown.

Mo An'an had difficulty breathing and began to swing his hands and feet, and a slap directly "snapped" loudly and loudly on Tang Mochi's face.

The temperature in the bedroom instantly became cold, and Mo An'an, who had just been woken up by a slap in the face, didn't have time to figure out what the situation was.

The enlarged version of the handsome face was in front of her like this, and Mo Anan was suddenly startled.

"Master Chi, why did you get up? Be careful of hurting your muscles and bones to cause secondary damage! ”

Tang Mochi's posture is still the same posture of kissing Mo An'an just now, it is not, it is not, Tang Mochi is afraid that Mo An'an will see the clue and maintain this posture and dare not move.

His body has a strong recovery function, and it takes half a year for someone else's gunshot wound to heal, and he only needs a week.

In fact, this injury is nothing to him, as long as he is hit by a car and does not breathe on the spot, he can heal the injury for two or three days.

This is a secret that he has never told anyone, and no one knows about it except Mo Xianxian.

Mo Anan felt a huge sense of oppression: "Master Chi, what were you going to do just now?" ”

This question has the feeling of being caught red-handed for doing something bad.

Tang Mochi coughed embarrassedly, and lay back pretending to be in pain: "It's convenient to get up." ”

Mo An'an blushed.

"I'll help you, Master Chi, don't move your old bones, tell me something."

Tang Mochi nodded obediently, living like a stupid and cute stupid baby listening to his mother's words.

Mo Anan touched Tang Mochi's soft and messy hair, at this moment she was overflowing with maternal love.

If the baby wants to go to the toilet, the mother should accompany him with all her might.

Mo Anan turned on the bedroom light beside him, and Tang Mochi limped. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Tang Mochi put all the weight on Mo An'an's body, and almost pressed Mo An'an to the ground several times.

Finally Mo Anan carried Tang Mochi into the bathroom, Mo Anan felt a piercing pain in his waist: "This bastard is too heavy!" ”

Of course, this sentence was just a scolding in his heart, in reality, Mo Anan endured the pain in his back and legs, and honestly helped Tang Mochi to the toilet, and was about to go out, Tang Mochi grabbed Mo Anan's wrist.

Mo An sighed in his heart: "What's wrong, Master Chi?" ”

"Don't help me untie it? How do I unzip my trousers? ”

After speaking, he stretched out two arms that were wrapped like two white wooden sticks, which were difficult to move, and said with a threatening smile: "Who is this to save?" ”

Mo Anan swallowed her saliva, isn't it, she really has a lot of things to do as a little nurse, and she even has to go to the toilet herself.

"Why don't you call them up and give you a toilet?"

"I'm dying, and besides, they're all sleeping, and you can't bear to stir them all out?"

Mo An'an's last sanity was still holding on, and his red face didn't know when it burned.

Looking at Tang Mochi's smirked and gloomy gaze, if Mo Anan didn't know Tang Mochi's actual condition, she had to wonder if Tang Mochi was deliberately pretending to be sick.

Mo Anan rolled up his sleeves and went out, didn't he just take off a man's pants?

Tang Mochi only wore two pants, one underwear and one hospital gown. Mo An'an put his hands together, his eyes closed, and pulled off Tang Mochi's two pants with one movement.

"It's convenient!"

Mo Anan deliberately turned around to make it convenient for Tang Mochi, and sure enough, the sound of rushing water began to come from behind him one after another.

I regretted it as soon as I turned around.

She's really, if she doesn't look at the beautiful scenery just now, what a turn of her head!

Mo Anan glanced back, subconsciously aimed at the key parts, and Tang Mochi said with a wicked smile: "Okay." Mo Anan was so frightened that he didn't have time to watch the picture, and quickly looked away.

With his eyes closed, he stepped forward pretending to be reserved, and Mo Anan put on his pants behind Tang Mochi.

There are thousands of opportunities, how can she miss them! She really wanted to see it.

"What, I'm disappointed not to see it?" Tang Mochi smiled a bit like a thief, but he still didn't lose his usual toughness.

Mo An'an pursed his lips: "How can your majesty and grandeur be seen by mortals like us, wouldn't it be blasphemous to you?" ”

Tang Mochi raised his eyebrows.

Mo Anan carried the pressure of Mount Tai's pressure and finally succeeded in throwing Tang Mochi into the bed.

Tang Mochi directly looked at the knife: "Will you die if you tap it?" ”

Mo An'an's action of throwing him just now was like throwing garbage, did he dislike her so much?

It's unpleasant.

Enduring the unhappiness and the urge to raise his hand to hold Mo An'an, Tang Mochi rested on the bed honestly.

Tang Mochi's legs and feet had actually healed, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity to tease Mo An'an.

It's also painful to feign illness.

Beauty can't move in her arms.

The next morning, the sun shone through the curtains, and Tang Mochi was awakened by Mo An'an's ghost scream.

He sat up subconsciously, forgetting that he was faking illness at the moment.

Mo Anan took the computer into Tang Mochi's room, knocking melon seeds while looking at the rapidly growing order volume.

She wondered if the price was too cheap.

With so many orders coming to her like money, Mo Anan felt that she was about to be pushed to the peak by the tide of money at this moment.

I have to say that all this is the credit of Tang Mochi.

Glancing at Tang Mochi, he had already sat up.

Mo An'an's soul was about to be frightened away.

hurriedly supported Tang Mochi: "Master Chi, why are you so excited, don't alarm the wound." ”

"I want to wash up."

It was rare that Tang Mochi, who was disturbed, did not get up.

"Help you to go, I feel more strength now, I got up at five o'clock this morning to exercise, and I feel that my arms have been trained into muscles!"

As she spoke, she lifted her sleeves and showed Tang Mochi the big fat on her arm.

Tang Mochi looked disgusted.

This little wild cat doesn't sleep in the morning and runs to exercise?

"What's the effect of your morning workout?"

"I go to exercise every day, and I will soon have the same muscles as you~"

"Girls, what are the muscles?"

"I want a vest line, big muscles, and I will press the man to the ground and beat him at once!"

He does not support Mo An'an to practice vest lines and muscles, girls are too thin, although they look good, but they are indeed not healthy.

And how can the vest line be said to be practiced after practice?

Wouldn't that mean Mo An'an should stay in the gym all day and live with the gym equipment every day?

The little wild cat has fine skin and tender meat, and is very pampered......

But Tang Mochi couldn't bear to hit Mo An'an's confidence, maybe this girl's freshness would pass, and she wouldn't practice in less than two days.

Tang Mochi finally just said: "Looking forward to the results of your workout." ”

I don't know where I saw the joke, it became more and more smooth, it didn't matter if she didn't exercise or something, Mo An'an didn't mess with it, it was very good.

But Mo An'an should be fat and thin, his height is almost one meter seven, and his weight is still within one hundred catties.

Mo An'an didn't have the slightest fat on his body, he looked soft and weak, and he felt that he would fall down as soon as the wind blew.

When eating breakfast, Tang Mochi gave her an unprecedented shredded meat, Xiaofeng covered his mouth and snickered, the power of love is really great, love makes the limbs that cannot move intact.

Mo An'an was like a chilling cicada: "Master Chi, don't give me vegetables, your arm is not good yet!" ”

She really doesn't want Tang Mochi to be traumatized again because of her, if Tang Mochi is injured because of her again, she doesn't know how long she will have to take care of Tang Mochi, and the marriage agreement will be exceeded in the last year.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Tang Mochi said lightly, it can even be said that he was expressionless, and inserted the chopsticks into the shredded meat in a strange posture.

Strings of shredded meat were caught and fell into Mo An'an's bowl like a fish.

This wave of operations shocked everyone was stunned, and sure enough, in order to let Miss Mo Anan eat, their family Chi Ye endured the pain and supervised Miss Mo An'an to eat.

Where in the world is there such a responsible husband!

Their family Chi Ye is really a model and standard for good men!

Her little wild cat ate deliciously, and kept smacking her lips, and she didn't know that she thought she had been hungry for a few days.

Tang Mochi's expression towards Mo An'an was full of doting, obviously even the servants were tired of looking, as long as Tang Mochi didn't know what he was doing.

He only knew that as long as he stared at Mo Anan and looked at her cute appearance, his mood would improve.

Her personality is big and arrogant, bold and straightforward.

It has nothing to do with the image of a small jasper, a shy and shy person.

Or Tang Mochi seems to prefer the current Mo An'an, his family's unique little wild cat.

"Master Chi, why do you have a slap print on your face?" Mo Anan didn't notice it before, and it wasn't until Tang Mochi was very close to him that he found that the slap print on Tang Mochi's side face was very obvious.