Young Master Mo, you have been tricked

Su Mi took Mo Hanchen's cell phone and hung up the phone without hesitation.

Mo Hanchen watched her movements with a slightly cold gaze.

She casually opened a video application with Xia Tina, put the phone into his hand and said, "Since you can't go there, let's comfort her on the phone!"

She lay down on her own initiative, avoiding the camera.

Before Mo Hanchen could speak, Xia Tina's face was heard on the screen, her facial features wrinkled in pain, and she asked with a resentful expression, "Brother Hanchen, why didn't you come over? Is it because Su Mi didn't let you come over? "

"It's too late, it's inconvenient." Mo Hanchen said lightly.

Su Mi's hand, from bottom to top, meandered and caressed. Mo Hanchen tensed, but he didn't stop her.

"What's the inconvenience? No one would dare to shoot you anyway." Xia Tina sobbed twice and asked him, "I just want to see you. Is it so difficult?"

"Didn't you see it now?" Mo Hanchen's voice was hoarse.

Such a magnetic voice made Xia Tina's ears numb. She was about to speak, but she saw a restless and troublesome finger in the corner of the screen.

There are not many fingers exposed, but it can be seen that it is a woman's fingertips, and those fingertips are dancing on his body, mysterious and flamboyant.

Su Mi was very secretive, presumptuous but restrained, she teased him secretly, she could be discovered by Xia Tina without being discovered by him.

"Brother Hanchen, where are you?" Xia Tina asked instead.

"The wound doesn't hurt anymore?" Mo Hanchen easily brushed off her question, not intending to answer it.

"It hurts. Doctor Cheng said that you can't take too much medicine, so you have to bear it anyway." Xia Tina said pitifully.

"Let Cheng Xian give you some sleeping pills, and you'll be fine after you sleep." Mo Hanchen said lightly, turning his head to look at Su Mi.

She took her hand away, he pressed her hand in place, and she kicked his leg under the quilt, reluctantly.

She didn't use much strength, it was like scratching an itch, which made his heart itch.

Although Xia Tina couldn't see the interaction between the two, she could also see that he was absent-minded.

That's right, with Wen Xiang and Nephrite beside him, which man would want to get out of bed and run to the hospital in the middle of the night.

She swallowed forcefully, and said with a weak expression: "Okay then! Don't forget my porridge, I want to drink it tomorrow morning."

"En." Mo Hanchen pressed the video button, put the phone aside, turned around and pressed towards Su Mi.

It was late for the two of them to finish their tossing, but when Su Mi turned over early the next morning, there was no one around her.

I took a look at my phone, it was less than six o'clock.

How long did he sleep before running away?
She immediately lost her sleepiness, got out of bed and went out to watch.

So what did she see?
That man Mo Hanchen was making porridge in the kitchen, and it was self-evident who he cooked it for. Su Mi felt sour. If he cared so much about her, he would probably wake up in a dream.

But what good is it to think about how nice he is to Shatina?That's not love, and won't marry her.

But thinking about the previous life, Su Mi still felt that there was a lot of crisis.

Without her, Su Mi, maybe Mo Hanchen would have developed love for Xia Tina.

She walked over, hugged his waist from behind, and pressed her whole body softly against his body.

"Why don't you go to sleep more?" Mo Hanchen didn't look back, and stirred with a spoon in his knuckle hand.

The way he cooks is elegant and abstinent. She is glad that she met him at his most attractive.

"I'm hungry, is there any room for me?" Su Mi tilted her head and arched into the crook of his arm.

"No." Mo Hanchen replied cold-blooded and ruthless.

Su Mi froze all of a sudden.