The fair and slender fingers, painted with red Lancôme, are too beautiful to be held.
Many noble men in Kyoto would like to hold these hands in their dreams, but at this moment, these hands are stretched out in front of Long Qingtian.
There was a lot of ambiguity in the ward, accompanied by Jiang Yichun's unabashed admiration, and Mo Jiayi's hints to Long Qingtian from the side. It seemed that it would be bad if he didn't take the apple.
But both this apple and these hands are really eye-catching.
Mo Jiu curled her lips, feeling very uncomfortable. She suddenly reached out and knocked off the apple between her two fingers.
Snap!
Angry and instantly embarrassed.
The flesh of the peeled apple was very tender. When it fell to the ground, a few drops of apple juice splashed out. Like a child who had done something wrong, Mo Jiu shrank his neck behind Long Qingtian and explained: "I just want to eat one."
Banana, Miss Jiang, you don’t have the same understanding of my child’s nature, do you?”
After saying this, the scared look disappeared, and he took a glass of water from the table and put it into Long Qingtian's hand, and then smiled sweetly: "Qingtian~~ drink water!"
The word "Qingtian" sounds tactful when called out.
Hearing this title, Long Qingtian felt a surge in his heart for some reason, but he didn't show it on his face, his cold eyes slightly lowered. When Mo Jiayi took two steps forward and was about to scold Mo Jiu, he suddenly said: "I don't like apples.
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The ward continued to remain eerily quiet.
Mo Jiayi had an embarrassed look on her face. She looked at Mo Jiu, then at Long Qingtian, with doubts in her eyes.
Jiang Li stared at a pair of bunny-like eyes, at a loss.
Mo Jiu raised her chin proudly, held the man's arm intimately, and looked at Jiang Yichun provocatively. The little sparrow in her heart jumped happily. Long Qingtian's words clearly gave her the upper hand.
Jiang Yichun squinted his beautiful eyes slightly and looked at the hostility in the eyes of the girl on the hospital bed. He suddenly smiled and stood up gracefully: "Brother Tian, you're already here, why don't you go see Lu Lan?"
His expression was natural and his movements were graceful, as if the scene just now had never happened.
Great acting!
Mo Jiu sighed secretly, but - Lu Lan? Who is Lu Lan?
She turned to look at Long Qingtian, but saw that his expression was still cold and unchanged. Mo Jiu secretly grabbed Long Qingtian's arm and signaled him not to stand up.
This was a war between women, but just when Mo Jiu thought that the other party would not agree, Long Qingtian took his arm out of Mo Jiu's hand and stood up with his tall body.
"Um."
After saying these words coldly, he walked out first without looking back at Mo Jiu.
Damn it!
Seeing sex and forgetting sister! Uh, no, seeing sex and forgetting sex!
Mo Jiu felt a little uncomfortable.
"Miss Mo, do you want to come together?" Jiang Yichun followed Long Qingtian and invited him generously with a standard smile.
Mo Jiu turned over and lay on the bed, like a defeated rooster: "My whole body is weak, I can't do it! I wish you a happy viewing!"
"Then take a good rest, Miss Mo."
Jiang Yichun followed Long Qingtian and looked from behind. The man's body was tall and straight, and the woman's body was graceful. But how could Mo Jiu not deal with this scene?
The ward became quiet again. Mo Jiayi felt a little uncomfortable facing Mo Jiu alone. The company called her and Jiang Li and told her to have a good rest before leaving.
Turning over and covering his head with the quilt, Mo Jiu sighed deeply. At this moment, the door suddenly opened with a creak. Mo Jiu felt happy, thinking it was Long Qingtian. When he looked up, he saw...
