Mo Shaoting shook his head helplessly, "You really don't know how to take care of yourself."
He had long seen that Leng Yinian was actually a very casual girl. She had been cared for for so many years, and now, most of her time and energy were focused on work.
Therefore, in addition to going to a full-body spa at a fixed time to relax herself, she is probably busy with work at most.
"It's okay with me, it's just a small wound." Leng Yinian wanted to withdraw his hand, but Mo Shaoting held her tightly. The next second, his lips covered hers and sucked her fingers directly.
"Let me go." Leng Yinian was not used to such intimate behavior with Mo Shaoting, and she was still resisting him subconsciously in her heart.
"Don't move around." Mo Shaoting continued to hold her hand, "If you move around again and don't behave properly, you will leave scars by then."
Leng Yi Nian also knew that Mo Shaoting was trying to scare her. It was just a cut from a broken piece of porcelain. It couldn't be that serious, and it wouldn't leave any scars.
But the words that came out of Mo Shaoting's mouth warmed Leng Yinian's heart.
This man's devotion to her has exceeded her expectations. She used to think that this man might have been among women for a long time, so he was just indifferent to women.
An indifferent attitude,
And her cold thought was just that he wanted to tease her on a whim, nothing else.
Leng Yi Nian didn't say anything, she just thought, is it because of this man that she sometimes softens her heart?
Mo Shaoting looked at Leng Yinian. This woman was stunned. She didn't know what was thinking in her little head. Maybe she was not thinking about anything, maybe she was thinking about it, but she would not let him know what was in her heart.
What exactly are you thinking about?
"Sit still and I'll go out and buy some medicine for you. Don't move a step in the kitchen." Mo Shaoting asked her to sit on the sofa in the living room.
Turning around and picking up a coat, he walked out of the room and closed the door. Leng Yinian watched the door close, and her heart felt warm. However, Mo Shaoting was not feeling well, and she still ran like this.
Going out made her a little worried.
Leng Yinian was afraid, what should he do if Mo Shaoting fainted again? Although he looked very energetic when he saw Mo Shaoting.
Fearing that something might happen to Mo Shaoting, Leng Yinian took the key and went downstairs. She stood at the door of the apartment and saw the man running from the opposite side.
"You don't have to run like this. In fact, it doesn't matter to me." Leng Yinian looked at Mo Shaoting, who was standing in front of her, still breathing heavily, with a touch of distress on her face.
Mo Shaoting reached out and touched her face, "Didn't I tell you to stay in the room? Why did you run out?"
Afterwards, the two of them walked into the apartment together and returned to the room. Mo Shaoting wiped her with medicine and put a band-aid on her, "It's very late, you go and rest."
Mo Shaoting turned around and walked into the kitchen and started cleaning up the mess in the kitchen.
Leng Yi Nian also walked over. She wanted to tell him that he didn't need to clean up. The servants would come tomorrow and help them clean up.
"Don't be busy, Mrs. He will be here tomorrow." Leng Yinian thought in his heart.
"You're not looking down on me, are you?" Mo Shaoting turned to her and said.
"I didn't mean that." Leng Yinian may have never understood this side of Mo Shaoting. To her, a man with a successful career may not do these housework, but he is different.
Mo Shaoting quickly cleaned up the kitchen, and when he turned around, he met Leng Yinian with an incredulous and inquiring look on his face.
"Don't be too surprised by me. If you don't mind, I can still cook you a big meal." Mo Shaoting and Leng Yinian walked out of the kitchen together.
In fact, no matter what Mo Shaoting did, he did it all because of Leng Yi Nian. If it weren't for her, he might still be the same as before, without any change, or even face everything negatively.
Leng Yinian shook his head, "Let's talk about this later. You haven't taken your medicine today."
She poured him a glass of water and asked him to take the medicine. "You can go into the room and sleep. I'll just make do with it on the sofa at night."
Leng Yiannian had forgotten that Mo Shaoting was here, otherwise, she would have gone back to the apartment. She always lived alone with Mo Shaoting in the same room, which might cause misunderstandings.
"Did you really write that you wanted to sleep on the sofa? Do you think you won't fall off?" Mo Shaoting had never noticed that this woman would fall on the sofa when she slept on it. I'm afraid she slept all night when she was in the United States last time.
The sofa is so convenient.
Leng Yinian looked at the sofa and said, "No, it's just for one night."
But Mo Shaoting pulled her directly, "Let's go, the bed in the room is so big, I think we can still make do with it for one night."
Leng Yinian looked at the man beside him, what he said was too simple, right?
If a man and a woman sleep in the same bed, it's just for one night?
She would never agree. If this was really the case, then she might as well drive back to the villa now instead of sleeping with him.
Mo Shaoting looked at her and smiled, "What are you afraid of? Yes, I am a man, but I will never be a villain who takes advantage of others."
If Leng Yinian didn't agree, he would never touch her. He loved Leng Yinian more than anything else, so how could he make her unhappy?
"It still doesn't work." Leng Yinian still shook his head and refused.
Mo Shaoting hugged a blanket and said, "How about I sleep on the sofa and you sleep on the bed."
This is one of his biggest concessions.
Leng Yinian watched Mo Shaoting go to the sofa and lie down. However, sleeping on the sofa with his body shape would only make him more uncomfortable, not to mention that he was still sick.
The doctor told him to have a good rest.
Mo Shaoting would suddenly fall ill. It might be because of such a long flight, or it might be because of jet lag, plus some acclimatization.
Leng Yinian was lying on the bed, looking at Mo Shaoting's uncomfortable look, "You, if you are too uncomfortable, I will give you half of my bed."
As soon as she finished speaking, in less than three seconds, the man on the sofa appeared on the bed and sighed comfortably, "The bed is still comfortable."
"You, you can't touch me when I'm sleeping at night." Leng Yinian got up from the bed, walked to the cabinet, and took out another quilt, "You're sick, don't catch a cold."
Mo Shaoting took the quilt and said, "Nian Nian, are you afraid that I will snatch the quilt from you?"
"No matter what you think, you can't take advantage of the opportunity to do anything." Leng Yinian wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. For her, this was her only sense of security.
Mo Shaoting covered himself with a quilt, "Don't worry, I don't have the strength to touch you now."
He was indeed sleepy. In fact, he knew that the effect of taking the medicine was to allow him to have a good night's rest.
The doctor wanted to hospitalize him just to keep him under observation, but he didn't think it was necessary.