Mo Ye was a little tired after being involved with her for so many days.
He let out a sullen breath, squatted down, and stared at her calmly: "Zhou Mujin, when you get better, you can do whatever you want."
"...I didn't do it."
Speaking of which, it was quite difficult for her.
I don't want to die.
Or it's all trouble.
She just wants a clean ending first.
It's really easier to die when she lives like this.
"Okay, you didn't do it." Mo Ye could almost be said to be in a good mood. He took Zhou Mujin's wrist and said calmly: "Then be good and wait until the operation is over and you recover.
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Zhou Mujin snorted and said, "I know, I will cooperate. Otherwise, I'm afraid that next time, you will directly force me to force myself, which will be embarrassing."
"..." Mo Ye sneered: "I'm not that perverted!"
"This kind of thing is impossible to say for sure." Zhou Mujin glanced at him and said seriously: "I think everything is possible."
"..."
Mo Ye took a deep breath. Every time he behaves like this, Zhou Mujin makes people angry. He really has an indescribable ability.
It's as if it's natural.
He was so angry that he almost died before. After not seeing him for several years, Zhou Mujin's ability to make people angry is really getting better year by year.
In order to prevent him from being angry to death, he carried him directly into the house with a blanket and threw him on the sofa: "Okay, go to sleep."
Zhou Mujin seemed to be in a good mood.
She held on for the rest of her life and said confidently: "If you can't make it, then give up."
"Shut up." Mo Ye pulled up a chair and sat on the edge of her bed: "Sleep."
Zhou Mujin didn't feel sleepy at all.
She was lying on the bed, looking very sick, and she seemed to have no energy at all.
"Aren't you going to sleep?"
Mo Ye hummed.
"Are you going to sleep here?"
This time Mo Ye didn't answer, just looked at her.
Zhou Mujin said, "No need. You can go back to sleep. You can send me a reward to build a fence for me. Where else can I go?"
Mo Ye glanced at her and said, "Sleep."
"...There is no place for you to sleep here." Zhou Mujin said, "Besides, I can't sleep even if you are here."
Mo Ye crossed his arms, picked up the French book and started reading: "I fell asleep."
"..."
All right.
Zhou Mujin pulled the quilt and stared at the ceiling in a daze. She really didn't feel sleepy at all.
The two of them didn't speak for a while.
Mo Ye thought she couldn't sleep.
"Take a sleeping pill?"
"I don't want to eat it." Zhou Mujin refused directly: "I really can't sleep."
"..." Mo Ye closed the book and looked at her quietly: "Then what do you want to do?"
"Can I go for a walk?" Zhou Mo asked you, "I eat nutritious meals every day, but the taste is really bland."
It's rare that the two of them can still talk so normally.
Mo Ye also indulged for a while: "Then what do you want to eat?"
"Hot pot and barbecue noodles..." Zhou Mujin reported a long list of things she wanted to eat.
Mo Ye listened quietly, his face gradually turning dark.
Zhou Mujin said: "I haven't eaten for a long time and I am very hungry."
It should be said that he is very greedy.
She really couldn't remember the last time she ate these things, how long ago it was.
Mo Ye frowned. She couldn't eat these. She even doubted that this guy was thinking of finding another way to die.
Zhou Mujin looked at him for a while, then twitched the corners of her lips: "You won't refuse, right? You can ask me what I want to eat."