The boss asked me to meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau

"I saved you, why did you treat me like that?" Su Liang's voice was trembling.

Di Mohan raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Su Liang who was lying there with red eye circles, and his eyes seemed a little blurred, is she still awake?Dreaming?Moreover, it was him in the dream?

Realizing the possibility, Di Mohan pursed his lips.

Obviously, looking at her like this, the self in the dream probably didn't do anything good.

Di Mohan bent over and leaned in front of Su Liang.

Su Liang, whose brain was already chaotic, saw that black shadow approaching him, and immediately overlapped the scene in front of him with the scene in the cave in his memory, and became even more dizzy.

"I warn you, don't mess around, otherwise, I won't take you down the mountain." Su Liang threatened viciously, pushing the man's strong chest with both hands to prevent him from pressing down.

Recklessly?The corners of Di Mohan's mouth were raised, as if she was going to confirm that she had given herself this accusation, "Liangliang, why did I mess around? Tell me, and I will be honest after I tell you, and I will stop."

The scorching breath sprayed on her face like this, and the heat from the man's body was so hot that it could be transmitted to her palm even through the clothes, causing her to tremble instinctively.

Su Liang's unconscious consciousness began to gradually become blurred.

"Really?"

"En." The man's deep voice echoed in his ears, as if it had magical powers, and Su Liang was tempted to open his mouth.

"I saved you, and I kindly gave you medicine, but you took advantage of me not paying attention, pulled me, kissed me casually, and even bit my mouth." Su Liang accused him of the crime.

The corners of Di Mohan's mouth twitched slightly, could this be the impression he left on her?Otherwise, how could he even dream of bullying her in his dreams?

The dream was so real, it really seemed like something I would do.

Staring at the lips that she had just moistened with a cotton swab soaked in water, Di Mohan's dark eyes rippled a bit.The big palm easily grasped the pair of small hands on his chest, making the distance between the two of them a little closer.

Before Su Liang's dull brain had time to react, it was already surrounded by his breath, unable to escape.

In the ear, the low and sexy voice sounded again, "Then I won't bite you in the future, okay?"

Looking at the pair of deep vortex-like pupils in front of him, Su Liang nodded as if bewitched, but felt that there was something wrong with his words.

Before she could figure out why, Di Mohan's hot kiss had already landed on her eyes. Su Liang shook slightly, and subconsciously closed her eyes. Then, on her lips, Bit by bit of warmth, very gentle, very gentle, he really didn't bite her anymore.

However, he acted eagerly as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach, which was more extreme than what he did to her in the cave. Su Liang wanted to open his eyes in a panic, but it seemed that someone had noticed.

The big palm that was caressing her chest dishonestly now covered her eyes.

Su Liang couldn't see, but his body's senses were extremely clear.

Lying softly under his body, the quilt that was originally covered fell to the ground under the touch of the two of them.

The approaching footsteps outside stopped when they reached the door. Obviously, Di Mohan heard it, but he didn't intend to stop. A Do Not Disturb sign had been hung on the door, and no one dared to come in.

Sure enough, the next second, the sound of footsteps went away again.

Di Mohan pursed his lips, and his movements became more eager. The doctor said that there was nothing serious about her body, it was just dizziness caused by excessive use of her brain.

What he does doesn't require her to use her brain... As for using her strength, he can do it.

……

Di Moyu's body has always been strong, and the high fever came and went quickly. After hanging two bottles of water, Di Moyu was alive and well, and he could get out of bed and do [-] push-ups without panting.

Therefore, when the doctor who came to make the ward rounds expressed to him that he could be discharged from the hospital without wasting money to live here, the corners of Di Moyu's mouth rose, and a hint of calculation flashed in his deep eyes.

Song Bailian has already been sent out to buy food by him.

In the ward, there were only him and the doctors and nurses.

"Doctor, I don't think I'm physically fit enough to be discharged from the hospital, and, look, I don't even have the strength to speak. Look, do I have to hang a few bottles of water for me?"

In some respects, Di Moyu and Di Mohan are very similar.For example, now, in casual words, there is a threat that people can hear.

The doctor is also a sensible person, he didn't say anything at the moment, he just said to have a good rest, and left with the nurse.

After leaving the door, the little nurse looked surprised, "Doctor Wang, the patient inside is obviously healed, why doesn't he want to leave?"

The doctor glanced at her, "Do more and talk less, and hang a bottle of glucose for him. Let's talk about it when he wants to be discharged from the hospital."

Rich people are generally more willful.

If you want to live, you can live, and you should help him take care of his body.