After being reborn, he was taken home by President Mo

Jiang Cuo was given water to "fulfill his wish".

It's just that Mo Lixing is obviously not good at this. When feeding her water, the water glass was tilted too much, and Jiang Cuo couldn't swallow it in time, and was choked by the water a few times.

Jiang Cuo Cuo wasn't very thirsty at all, he just didn't want to be alone.

Choking on the water, he shut up and stopped drinking, looked up at Mo Lixing and shook his head, indicating that he had had enough.

Jiang Cuocuo's expression was delicate, like a kitten, with an unconscious weakness, looking at him pitifully.

Mo Lixing suddenly thought of what Lin Jinsi said, there are all kinds of women.

Some are glamorous, some are charming, and some are eccentric and lively. They will come into your sight and into your life one day, making you want to stop.

Mo Lixing didn't feel that he couldn't stop, but he discovered the characteristics of a woman that Lin Jinsi mentioned, and it seemed that it would not be against Jiang Cuocuo.

Jiang made too many mistakes, and he knew exactly when to show which side of himself.

At this moment, being looked at by her begging and pitiful eyes, Mo Lixing felt that if he left, he would be a heinous villain.

Women are such a hassle.

Mo Lixing put down his water glass, looked at Jiang wrongly, and sat down on another sofa.

At this time, the lights in the hall were not bright, and Mo Lixing had no expression on his face, but Jiang Cuocuo somehow felt relieved.

The fear in my heart is also a little less.

The spirit gradually relaxed, and Jiang Cuocuo lay on the sofa and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, she vaguely felt someone knocking on the door, and then heard someone entering the room to check her temperature.

Then, the back of her hand hurt a little, probably because of the infusion.

The hypocrisy of being sick, coupled with the pain from the needle penetrating into the skin, Jiang Cuo cried out.

Seeing Mo Lixing who was frowning on the sofa in front of him, the doctor explained nervously: "I didn't tie it crookedly, and I didn't force it too hard."

Seeing Jiang Cuocuo who was curled up on the sofa, tears streaming down his face, Mo Lixing's handsome eyebrows frowned even deeper.

He got up, took out two pieces of paper, and stuffed them into Jiang Cuo Cuo's hands impatiently.

As a result, Jiang Cuocuo didn't grab his hand, but took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hand, rubbing his head against his arm, as if begging for comfort.

Mo Lixing had seen a lot of women who showed affection to him openly and secretly and wanted to seduce him, but it was the first time Mo Lixing met such a cunning and shameless woman.

Under the effect of the medicine last night, he planned to fulfill her, but she pretended to be chaste rather than surrender.

Today, she is actually using her illness to lure her again, and she is so convincing that she is indifferent and playing hard to get.

Jiang Cuocuo didn't know what Mo Lixing was thinking at all, she was just so hypocritical that she couldn't help crying and wanted someone to comfort her.

She hugged her arms tighter.

Warm tears fell on the back of Mo Lixing's hand, and he shook Jiang Cuo Cuo gently.

Although he doesn't have the heart to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but he still has the demeanor and education he cultivated since he was a child.

It is impossible for him to completely ignore his wife's illness in name, and he can't even explain it to his grandfather.

So, Mo Lixing sat down beside Jiang Cuocuo's sofa.

Feeling that Mo Lixing was sitting next to him, Jiang mistakenly managed to put his whole head on his lap, and the tears slowly stopped.

Well-educated doctors turned a blind eye to all of this, carefully wrote the diagnosis and dispensed the medicine.

Half an hour later, the doctor pulled out the needle on the back of Jiang's hand by mistake.

Jiang Cuocuo uttered an unhappy voice again.

Mo Lixing pressed the cotton swab for her, and the doctor said: "Mr. Mo, the infusion has been finished, and her fever should gradually subside."

"There are still some medicines here. I have written down the dosage and frequency. Remember to let her take it tomorrow." The doctor explained again.

"Just let me know if there's anything else, I'm leaving now."

"Well, it's troublesome."

Mo Lixing thanked him briefly, and the doctor left.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the only sound in the room was Jiang Cuo's deep breathing.

Looking down, her eyelids were slightly swollen under the light, there were tears on her small face, and a lot of hair was sticking to her lips.

By coincidence, Mo Lixing reached out his hand to caress her hair, but the moment he touched her face, he stopped and withdrew his hand again.

This woman is too cunning and good at pretending, he can't follow her way.

……

Jiang Cuocuo fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, she felt that her headache and fever had eased a little, and her nose was a little clearer.

At this time, the morning light had already emerged outside, and she was covered with a thin blanket, her head seemed to be resting on someone's... lap?

Gently raising his eyes, Jiang mistakenly saw Mo Lixing's handsome face.

He supported his head with one hand, his eyes were slightly closed, from her perspective, he could even see his thick eyelashes, and his three-dimensional handsome nose bridge.

And his perfect jawline.

Illuminated by the faint morning light outside the window, there is an indescribable sense of charm.

Just looking at it, Mo Lixing has already opened his eyes.

The four eyes met, and Jiang Cuo was inexplicably embarrassed. She greeted with a sneer: "Good morning, Mr. Mo."

Mo Lixing's expression was not so happy, and he even frowned, "Still not getting up, are you planning to break my leg?"

Jiang Cuocuo: "..."

She quickly sat up, "Last night, thank you Mr. Mo for calling the doctor for me."

Although she was not sober, but the doctor came and gave her an infusion, Jiang Cuocuo still remembered this.

He just didn't know how he fell asleep on Mo Lixing's lap.

One more pillow is one night.

Seeing Mo Lixing's complexion and sitting motionless, Jiang Cuocuo asked concerned: "Mr. Mo, are you alright?"

Mo Lixing glanced at her coldly, "The nerves in my legs are so pressed that I can't feel it, do you think there's something wrong?"

"..." Jiang Cuocuo's guilty heart burst out immediately.

"Then I'll rub it for you?"

As Jiang Cuocuo stretched out her hand, she rubbed Mo Lixing's thigh. After rubbing twice, she felt Mo Lixing's body stiffen.

Then, her hand was grabbed by Mo Lixing.

"What do you want to do?" Mo Lixing asked in a slightly grave tone.

Jiang made an inexplicable mistake, "Rub your legs, aren't your legs numb?"

Mo Lixing sneered, "Stop pretending to be stupid, pinching a man's thigh for no reason, don't you know what the consequences will be?"

"What consequences—"

Before the words were finished, Jiang Cuocuo's head froze.

Because when she saw a certain part of Mo Lixing's thigh, there was a change!

Therefore, the consequence of what Mo Lixing said is...!

Isn't he an ascetic? It's early in the morning, what! !

Jiang Cuocuo's face flushed instantly, she retracted the hand held by Mo Lixing, she stood up and took two steps back.

Seeing her like this, Mo Lixing sneered again, "Jiang Cuo Cuo, it's always interesting to play this game?"

"I'm sorry, I really just wanted to relieve you..."

It seemed that the more he explained, the darker it became. Jiang Cuocuo blushed and changed the topic: "Is Mr. Mo hungry? I'll make breakfast!"

After finishing speaking, without caring about Mo Lixing's reaction, Jiang made a mistake and rushed to the kitchen.