Jiao Yang was stunned for a moment, but did not push her away.
A week later, he would never have such an opportunity again.
This time, let him indulge a little and enjoy her tenderness for a moment.
After a long time, Mo Bei let him go, "Let's have dinner. I brought Chinese food. However, this was not made by me, but by the servants at home. It tastes good."
She took out the dinner she had brought and put it on the small table. This time, Jiao Yang did not refuse.
When the two of them had dinner together, Mo Bei naturally asked about Luo Xiaoqian's situation.
"She is in France now. By the way, she and Ruoruo called just now..."
"Really, what did you say?"
"Let me greet you." Jiao Yang did not say anything about the "wedding wine".
"This beef is not bad." Mo Bei stretched out his chopsticks to his mouth, holding a piece of beef on the chopsticks, "You want to try it too?"
Jiao Yang hesitated for a moment, but finally opened his mouth and ate the beef she brought.
"That chicken over there looks good. Pick up a piece for me."
He picked up a piece of chicken and brought it to her bowl. Unexpectedly, she brought her mouth directly over, took the meat from his chopsticks, and then chewed it nonchalantly, "Well, Li Ma's craftsmanship seems to be getting better and better."
It's getting better, by the way, Jiao Yang, I remember you can make hot pot and Western food, can you cook Chinese food? "
“Any ordinary home-cooked food is fine.”
"I found that Chinese food is really difficult to make. When I helped you make fish soup just now, I wasted three fish before making it." Mo Bei shook his palms, deliberately pretending to be pitiful, "I burned my hands several times."
Jiao Yang looked at her palm worriedly, "Are there any blisters? Why are you so careless?"
Mo Bei stretched out his hand towards him. Jiao Yang immediately put down the tableware, held her palm, and looked at the back of her hand carefully. Sure enough, he saw two burns on the back of her hand. Fortunately, it was not serious. "This blister needs to be picked."
Break it, then apply burn ointment to make it heal faster."
Seeing his concerned look, Mo Bei just raised the corners of his lips and said he didn't like her and said she was annoying. Now he just saw her with two blisters and was so concerned?!
"It doesn't matter, this little injury is nothing."
"Don't look at it as a small burn. If you don't treat it well, it may become inflamed." Jiao Yang raised his hand and called out the bodyguard's name. The bodyguard outside the door immediately walked in, "Go buy a box of burn ointment and a box of cotton swabs.
"
"Now, can we continue eating?" Mo Bei asked with a smile.
Jiao Yang hurriedly let go of her palm, "Of course."
Looking at him, Mo Bei just snickered.
When the two of them had finished dinner, the nurse came in and removed the needle for Jiao Yang. The bodyguard had already brought in the ointment and cotton swabs, and Mo Bei stretched out his hand in front of him.
"My left hand is clumsy, please excuse me."
Holding her palm, Jiao Yang carefully pricked the blister on her hand with a needle, and squeezed out the water inside with a cotton swab. He was afraid that she would be hurt. While squeezing, he helped her blow gently, and then
Apply the burn ointment carefully on her.
Looking at his look, Mo Bei just wished he could perm a few more bags.
"Okay!" Jiao Yang let go of her palm, "Don't let this hand get wet tonight."
"Thanks!"
Mo Bei smiled and thanked him, came over and kissed him on the cheek, stood up, picked up the tableware on the table and walked out of the ward to hand it over to his subordinates.
Jiao Yang raised his palm and touched the place where she had kissed him, but he was distracted.
