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Mo Xiaoyu glared at him, and said solemnly: "I have to take care of my savior, the doctor said tonight is very important."

"Oh, my savior." Mo Beidou deliberately drew his voice.

"Speak well." Mo Xiaoyu kicked Mo Beidou hard.

She found that she couldn't make the stinky old man laugh.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts." Mo Beidou pretended to be injured, and said pitifully, "I confessed my love to my brother in the morning, but when I got down, I changed my face. Women, you are so fickle."

"Shut up." Mo Xiaoyu casually picked up the apple on the table and stuffed it into Mo Beidou's mouth.

In the end, Mo Beidou was taken away by Mo Yuan and Xiao Li in Mo Xiaoyu's sight of "death".

Once the three of Mo's family left, the ward became much cleaner.

Mo Xiaoyu was sitting on a chair, peeling an apple with a knife. An Zhengye looked at Mo Xiaoyu's flexible technique, and suddenly asked, "Did you confess your love to Mo Beidou?"

There was a hint of jealousy in his voice, Mo Xiaoyu was so focused on the apple in his hand that he didn't notice it.

She said naturally: "Yeah, I thought I was going to die, so I said some unbearable things. I even told him the bank card password."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't hide the regret on his expression.

An Zhengye couldn't help smiling, it seemed that Mo Beidou was different from the confession he received, and his mood suddenly became much easier.

How could Mo Xiaoyu think that An Zhengye would even be jealous of Mo Beidou, and she was still talking about the bank card.

"Although there is not much money in the card, I have to change the password."

An Zhengye was amused by her stingy look.

"How much?" he asked curiously.

"Not much." There were hundreds of thousands in the bank card, but in order to pry Assistant Daisy's mouth open, some were spent, and there was really not much left.

"How much is not much?" An Zhengye insisted on asking.

"It's less than 100 million." Mo Xiaoyu said vaguely.

She hasn't looked for another job since she took over the TV series. Although she doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, she is really a little bit shy.

Seeing her unspeakable expression, An Zhengye expressed it proudly.

"It's not enough, you can ask for it from me."

Really domineering president.

But domineering, she really likes it!

Mo Xiaoyu was bubbling with beauty in his heart, but he said disgustedly: "I don't spend money from creditors, I have to pay back after I spend it."

This narrow-minded ghost... An Zhengye said helplessly, "You don't need to pay it back."

Mo Xiaoyu was a little moved, but after thinking about it, he still refused: "Forget it, I haven't paid off the money I owe you."

An Zhengye wanted to say that she didn't have to pay back the money, but thinking of Mo Xiaoyu's temper, he decided to talk about it when the relationship between the two was stable.

The topic of paying back the money changed, and Mo Xiaoyu finished peeling the apple. She cut the apple into small pieces and put a toothpick on it: "Eat the apple."

"My hands are a bit weak." An Zhengye was about to raise his hand, but he raised it and put it down weakly.

"I'll feed you." Mo Xiaoyu said immediately.

Mo Xiaoyu picked up a piece of apple and said like coaxing a child, "Ah."

A smile flashed across An Zhengye's eyes, and he opened his mouth slightly.

Mo Xiaoyu gently brought it to his mouth, watched him eat it, and couldn't help teasing: "Little An Zhengye is so good, the teacher will reward you with an apple."

A hint of helplessness and amusement flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, and he said cooperatively, "Then thank you, teacher."

"You're welcome." Unexpectedly, An Zhengye was so cooperative, and Mo Xiaoyu's face beamed with joy.

He still didn't forget to take advantage of it: "Ah, open your mouth, you're so good."

An Zhengye glanced at her dotingly, picked up an apple and said, "You eat it too."

"Thank you." Mo Xiaoyu bit off his hand, not at all doubting that the person who had just hit back was boring, so why did he feed the Master this time.

Not only did she have no doubts, she also ate happily.

I think this apple is really sweet and delicious.

The two of them were like this, you took a bite and I took a bite, and they finished eating an apple in a back and forth.

It was not until the doctor came to make rounds that the dog abuse ended.

"Mr. An is recovering well, pay attention tonight." The doctor said: "If you have a fever, please notify me in time."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu nodded seriously.

So at night, Mo Xiaoyu began to follow the doctor's orders seriously.

She moved a chair and stood beside An Zhengye's bed. After a few words with An Zhengye, she would put her hand on his forehead and measure his temperature with a temperature gun every half hour.

He was busy working until after ten o'clock in the evening, so sleepy that he started to yawn, so he stayed by An Zhengye's bedside.

An Zhengye frowned in his heart, but he couldn't bear to suffer Mo Xiaoyu.

"Don't be so cautious, my body is not that fragile." An Zhengye persuaded: "It's getting late, you go to the lounge and lie down."

"No, I'm not sleepy." Mo Xiaoyu shook his head.

There was a door across the lounge, and if something happened to An Zhengye, she was afraid that she would not be able to find out in time.

Seeming to see through Mo Xiaoyu's mind, An Zhengye said softly, "If I feel unwell, I will call you, you don't have to worry."

"No, I'm worried." Mo Xiaoyu refused.

After a few more words of persuasion, Mo Xiaoyu insisted.

An Zhengye couldn't resist his little stubbornness, so he moved his body to the side to make room for a large space: "Then you come up and lie down, and you'll know right away if I need anything."

Mo Xiaoyu bit his lips shyly: "No need, I'll be fine on the chair."

"Come up, or I won't need you to take care of me." An Zhengye pretended to be angry.

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to compromise.

She lay down on the bed slowly, just touching a small side, and there was still a big piece between them.

"Am I a scourge?" An Zhengye said helplessly, "You are so far away from me, how do you know if I have a fever?"

"It makes sense." Upon hearing this, Mo Xiaoyu moved a little further in.

This is really a little bit, it’s the same as not moving.

Not seeing how coy she was, An Zhengye simply embraced Mo Xiaoyu into his arms.

"You, what are you doing?" Mo Xiaoyu panicked, shy and scared.

The two had just made up their minds, and they lay on the same bed and hugged each other, and the progress was a bit too fast.

This is not the car to go to kindergarten, mom she wants to get off!

"What are you thinking!" An Zhengye tapped her on the forehead.

"I'm just afraid you'll fall." An Zhengye let go of his hands after he finished speaking. Even though he wanted to hug Mo Xiaoyu to sleep, he still looked like a gentleman and put his hands on his chest neatly.

Seeing that he misunderstood An Zhengye's intentions, Mo Xiaoyu felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry." She apologized softly.

"Hmph." An Zhengye snorted coldly.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Mo Xiaoyu tugged at the corner of his clothes.

An Zhengye glanced at her lightly, then raised the quilt: "Sleep."

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu was very well-behaved, lying down beside An Zhengye in a well-behaved manner.

He really abided by the etiquette and lay down on one side in a well-behaved manner.

Mo Xiaoyu gradually breathed a sigh of relief, and found that it was easier to check An Zhengye's situation this way.

As long as she raised her hand gently, she could feel his body temperature.

Well, slightly hotter than her body temperature, but no fever symptoms.

Mo Xiaoyu thought in a daze.

Her whole body was wrapped in blankets, and An Zhengye, who made her feel very secure, was lying beside her.

His body temperature still came from time to time, making her feel warm and at ease.

Mo Xiaoyu was frightened in the morning. Although he looked like a normal person during the day, his nerves were always tense, and this time he finally relaxed.

Her eyelids were getting heavy, and she fell asleep in a daze.

Mo Xiaoyu's breathing calmed down, and An Zhengye opened his eyes.

He turned his face to look at Mo Xiaoyu beside him.

Due to crying during the day, the end of her eyes were red, her eyelids were a little swollen, and the tip of her nose was also a little red, making her skin as white as jade, which made An Zhengye's heart flutter.

Mo Xiaoyu moved suddenly, An Zhengye thought she was awake, and quickly raised her head, but she didn't wake up, she just curled up slowly, and her brows also wrinkled.

This sleeping position is a reaction that a person will make when he feels frightened.

"It seems that I'm still scared." An Zhengye stretched out his hand, rubbed her forehead gently, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, don't be afraid, you are very safe now."

I don't know if An Zhengye's words played a role, or his voice reassured Mo Xiaoyu.

Her eyebrows slowly stretched, and her body relaxed.

The shortness of breath also stabilized, and his little head rubbed against An Zhengye's shoulder.

An Zhengye's heart softened, and he patted her on the back lightly: "Hey, go to sleep."

I don't know if I heard it, but Mo Xiaoyu let out a sleepy murmur, and fell asleep leaning on An Zhengye's shoulder.

An Zhengye hooked his lips and kissed her forehead: "Good night."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep contentedly.

That night, An Zhengye didn't have a fever.

On the contrary, it was Mo Xiaoyu who slept until midnight and began to have nightmares, either crying softly, or talking in his sleep in panic, "run", "Leave An Zhengye", etc. Such sleep talk made An Zhengye's heart ache.

He barely slept in the second half of the night, so he hugged Mo Xiaoyu and coaxed her softly. Whenever she moved, he would comfort her.

He didn't fall asleep until the sky turned slightly white.

With An Zhengye's comfort, Mo Xiaoyu slept soundly and slept until dawn.

When she woke up, she found that her head was resting on An Zhengye's shoulder, her arms were wrapped around his arms, her legs were still wrapped around his body restlessly, and she was like an octopus.

Moreover, An Zhengye was squeezed to the side of the bed by her. It was pitiful for such a big person to sleep in such a narrow place.

No wonder he was still frowning in his sleep.

Mo Xiaoyu blushed suddenly, and the whole body was burned from head to toe.

She is too presumptuous!
Before going to bed, she was worried about being taken advantage of by An Zhengye, but in the end she took advantage of An Zhengye a lot.

Mo Xiaoyu felt a little guilty for a moment. She looked at An Zhengye's sleeping face, and before she could be infatuated, she quickly moved away.

She held her breath and moved her hands and feet, just about to move her head.

An Zhengye suddenly moved.

She froze immediately and didn't dare to move.

Unexpectedly, An Zhengye didn't open his eyes, but just patted her on the back: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The movements are skillful and natural, as if they have been done many times.

Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and she dared not move until An Zhengye's breathing calmed down.

When she got off the bed, An Zhengye didn't wake up again.

Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief.

She was just about to get away when she suddenly remembered an important thing.

He patted his forehead annoyed.

How could she forget such an important thing!
Mo Xiaoyu quickly took out the temperature gun to measure An Zhengye's temperature.

Seeing that the temperature gun showed 36 degrees eight, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's fine if you don't have a fever.

Only then did Mo Xiaoyu escape, and went to the bathroom for a simple wash.