Dongfang Jue looked down at Su Mowei, and said very seriously: "So after talking for a long time, what you want to say is that I am not your boyfriend yet?" ”

Su Mowei shrunk his neck: "I...... I'm not wrong. ”

Dongfang Jue looked at Su Mowei like this, and couldn't help but shake his head funny: "Then how can I agree to be my girlfriend?" ”

"I don't know." Su Mowei looked at Dongfang Jue and said confidently.

"......" Dongfang Jue suddenly felt that he was asking in vain, and asked this girl, it was better to follow her own method.

Su Mowei grinned: "Jue, I will be a designer for you in the future, well, if you need it over there, I will work, and if you don't need it, I'll play, okay?" ”

"Okay, how about you make me the president's wife?" Dongfang Jue looked down at Su Mowei and said seriously.

Su Mowei flattened her mouth: "What are the benefits of being the president's wife?" ”

"Well, you can do whatever you want, and my property will be all for you." Dongfang Jue said without thinking.

Su Mowei looked up at Dongfang Jue's serious look: "Then do you want to sleep on the street?" ”

Reaching out and touching Su Mowei's cheek, Dongfang Jue looked down at her: "Are you willing to let me sleep on the street?" ”

Su Mowei snorted, didn't speak, and leaned on Dongfang Jue's arms and became a little drowsy.

Seeing that Su Mowei seemed to be a little sleepy, Dongfang Jue went to fetch water to wash her before resting with someone.

The people of the Su family found that in the past few days, Dongfang Jue and Su Mowei seem to have changed a little, and they seem to be more intimate than before.

Su Mowei and Dongfang Jue didn't explain this, what should they still do, and in the past few days, Su Mowei's sequelae have slowly eased, and the suffocation and shock are almost gone, which makes Dongfang Jue and the Su family feel a lot more relieved.

It's just that the sequelae happened to be discharged, and Su Mowei clamored to be discharged from the hospital, which was the biggest headache for the Su family.

As soon as Dongfang Jue entered the ward in the evening, Su Mowei said aggrievedly: "Jue, Mommy, they won't let me be discharged from the hospital, I don't want to stay in the hospital." ”

Dongfang Jue's steps paused for a moment, then looked at Su Mowei helplessly, reached out and touched her cheek, Dongfang Jue said with a smile: "Feng Qi said, you can't be discharged from the hospital yet." ”

"But I don't like it here."

Dongfang Jue looked at Su Mowei and said seriously: "If you are discharged from the hospital, you will have to go home, then I will not be able to accompany you at night." ”

Su Mowei stopped speaking for a while, and looked at Dongfang Jue: "Why can't you?" You go to my house. ”

Su Qingling on the side was speechless for a moment: "Xiao Wei, you are just boyfriend and girlfriend, and you are not engaged." ”

Su Mowei was suddenly dissatisfied: "No matter." ”

"Even if I go to your house, I can't go every day, let alone live in your house every day, right?"

Su Mowei tilted his head and looked at Dongfang Jue: "Why can't you?" Why don't I go to your house? ”

Su Qingling, who was on the side, suddenly wanted to hit the wall.

"I have to go to work during the day, I don't have a servant at home, you don't have good hands, how can I take care of you? Be obedient and stay in the hospital for a week at the end, and when Feng Qi is sure that you can be discharged, we will be discharged again, okay? Dongfang Jue couldn't cry or laugh a little, but he still coaxed patiently.

Su Mowei looked at Dongfang Jue with a blank eye: "You really can't be discharged from the hospital?" ”

"No, at least not yet."

Su Mowei drooped his head: "Okay." ”