Chapter 452: Can you be reconciled?

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Feng Xing smiled slowly and slowly, and said playfully, "You really didn't think about it ... take him back from Xia Tangtang?"
"No."
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It ’s easy to say, it ’s popular, or he brought a doctor to the door.
Mo Shiqian frowned at his unauthorized appearance, "What are you doing?"
A quick glance at him, took the tea handed over by Chi Huan, "You woman beg me," said raising his chin and pointing at him, blowing the heat in the cup, and squinting at him, "Show him his waist. Don't move any more than just let the woman move."
Chi Huan, "..."
She didn't speak and stood blankly.
The doctor is a little older, and in his fifties, he will walk towards Mo Shiqian when he puts the medicine box on the coffee table.
The frozen eyes of the man were set in place and did not dare to move.
He didn't speak, and didn't even frown. Jun Mei's face was tepid, and his expression looked pale, but his silent eyes were full of warnings that people should not enter.
The doctor stood, looked at Chi Huan, and looked at the popular, but did not dare to go up.
Feng Xing just smashed the lighter, lit the cigarette between the thin lips, raised his eyelids and looked at Shi Qian, and his long legs rushed towards his waist, "Do n’t you want to be beaten by me?" ? "
He didn't actually know whether Mo Shiqian was hurt on that side, but he was only the one he could reach.
Seeing this scene, Chi Huan took two steps forward, "What are you doing?"
Both men looked at her.
One raised his brows slightly, his eyes darkened.
A handsome face hid under the hazy smoke, smiling.
Chi Huan was instantly uncomfortable with these eyes, and hugged his face humbly at Mo Shi, "Let the doctor show you, if you make trouble again, or get out, or I will let you live in this apartment, I will go out by myself . "
Mo Shiqian didn't speak.
Fengxing laughed loudly, smoking his cigarette and not speaking.
The doctor coughed twice and walked cautiously.
What is popular is a very famous old Chinese medicine practitioner.
She didn't understand the specifics, but what he meant was really serious. It was more serious than she thought. The cure could still be cured, but if the recuperation was not good or worsened, there might be a root cause.
Chi Huan ignored him in the morning and did not give him a good look.
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After the doctor left, the two men were chatting in the living room.
Looking at Mo Shiqian with a cloud of fog, he leaned his eyes on the teddy bear that was in conflict with him in the air field, chuckling a few times and yelling, "The more you live, the more you will be better off."
The latter did not raise his eyelids, and said lightly, "I haven't been so busy for a few years. I want to stay longer."
Since he entered the Lawrence family to take over Clod-Summer, he has not been idle for more than half a day. In fact, the situation has improved a lot in the past two years. I really want to spare time.
But workaholics are a kind of inertia and can be psychologically addictive.
The popular smile was uncomfortable, too lazy to break through him.
Chi Huan was preparing lunch in the kitchen, and the aroma permeated the living room.
"Can you be reconciled?"
Mo Shiqian reached out and asked him for a cigarette, and then lit it with fire. After taking a long sip, he spit out a blue smoke ring, and never answered this question.
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After lunch was popular, he drove away.
Chi Huan hurried Mo Shiqian back to the bed, and applied him the new medicine prescribed by the old Chinese medicine. He massaged him for 15 minutes according to the method he said, and then got up to leave.
As soon as he got out of bed, his wrist was pulled by the man. "Where to go?"
"Go and wash the clothes you changed last night, then go to the study to read a book, or find leisurely shopping, I also rarely have a vacation."
The man's eyebrows were raised uncontrollably, "You ... want to wash me?"
Washing clothes ... He Huan remembers that even his clothes were washed by housekeeping or servants, not to mention men's clothes.
He took Chi Huan's hand and looked carefully in front of him.
White and slender, still beautiful as shaved onions.
A pampered finger is very different from a hard-working finger.
"I just throw it into the washing machine. I can't wash it to the laundry. Do you think I can wash my fingers out of cocoons?"
Mo Shi modestly smiled, "Then you take it to the laundry, you have to iron the dishes, it is very troublesome."
She can iron.
But Chi Huan didn't say this, just nodded, and said, "You didn't sleep well last night. Let's get some sleep in the afternoon."
The man stared at her for a moment, asking lowly, "Are you going out?"
She pursed her lips and replied, "Maybe I've been in the study all the time, to see if you have time, but if I figure it out, I'll be back before dinner. Get a good night's sleep."
He frowned slightly, and said, "Don't run around, the phone is on, eh?"
Chi Huan looked at his handsome face, his crimson lips pulled out an indescribable radian, and said softly, "Then I will take your clothes to a nearby laundry and just come back to read."
Mo Shiqian looked at her obedient and exquisite face, her eyes darkened, her eyes became deeper, and she finally spit out a dull syllable, "OK."
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At about four o'clock in the afternoon, at this time in early autumn, the sun was no longer strong, and it was a little light and cool and warm.
The curtains were closed in the bedroom, so it was dim, but still could barely see the outline of the room.
Mo Shiqian's newly bought mobile phone was left on the bed.
Chi Huanguang stepped on the floor, looking down at the man on the bed. The light was too dim to see clearly the facial features, but he could judge from his uniform breathing that he should be sleeping heavily at this time.
She pressed the home button with her finger.
Need to unlock.
She's seen Mo Shiqian unlocking her phone screen with a thumbprint of her right hand.
She stood still for a while, leaned down, and approached his hand by the gloom of the screen.
When she took his hand, Mo Shiqian woke up.
He opened his eyes but closed them quickly.
Chi Huan quickly found Xia Tangtang's phone number in his cell phone address book.
He originally intended to copy it, but ...
Suddenly changed his mind.
She held the phone for a while, and it wasn't until the light on the screen went dark that she lifted her feet and walked out with the phone.
The man on the bed opened his eyes again after her footsteps disappeared.
Standing in front of the window of the study, Chi Huan had dialed Xia Tangtang's phone.
Beeps repeated in the ears, waiting for the other party to answer.
She closed her eyes until the call was connected and a gentle female voice rang.
"Simon?"
Chi Huan opened her mouth and tried to speak, but her throat seemed to be blocked.
She breathed a sigh of relief as her voice broke through her throat, but her phone was taken away by the hand that fell from the sky.