Sweet Love: Ex-husband grows snacks

He widened his eyes, panting heavily, and the sweat on his forehead even soaked the hair around her ears.

It wasn't until he gradually calmed down that Tang Mosen got up and observed the surrounding situation.

What came into view was the white ceiling, and the nostrils were filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant.

Tang Mosen looked at the empty room, and instantly understood where it was.

He couldn't help but think of what Xia Yuyang said to him again, and her resolute back when she left.

It was as if his heart was being pulled hard by something, and the pain made Tang Mosen's breathing become short of breath.

At this moment, the pain in his body has long since disappeared, and none of it is as good as the pain in his heart.

Tang Mosen closed his eyes gently, unwilling to let himself think about the situation at that time.

"Squeak--!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

"roll!"

Tang Mosen didn't even look at the other party, and couldn't help but roared in a low voice.

This short word has already leaked out all the thoughts and emotions deep in his heart.

However, he didn't hear the footsteps of the person leaving, instead the person walked towards him step by step.

"I told you to..."

With a dark face, Tang Mosen opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted loudly at the woman in front of him.

However, he only stopped halfway through his words.

Tang Mosen blinked and looked at the woman standing beside his bed with a very indifferent expression on his face.

The other party was not frightened by what he said just now, but instead had a helpless expression and sighed softly.

When Tang Mosen saw this person, he became extremely quiet.

His eyes followed the man's movements all the time, for fear that he might miss something.

"You've already been injured, but you still speak too much. If you yell away all the nurses who take care of you, who else will take care of you?"

The other party finally opened his mouth, and that indifferent voice was like spring water in the mountains, clear and crisp, very pleasant and very clean.

At this moment, Xia Yuyang's wedding dress had already been replaced, and that exquisite makeup was completely removed at some point.

At this moment, she looked like a plain white paper, pure and charming.

"Even if the nurse doesn't take care of me, isn't there still you?"

Tang Mosen gradually became a little obsessed with watching, and couldn't help but continued her words just like that.

There was a hint of seriousness in his flat tone.

The movements of Xia Yuyang's hands froze slightly, and he couldn't help but become a little embarrassed when facing him.

"You have been in a coma for a day and a night, eat something."

Xia Yuyang caught a glimpse of the thing in his hand, and quickly handed it to him, changing the subject.

Tang Mosheng looked at him, then at the thing in her hand, slowly sat up from the bed, and took it into her hand.

While eating, he looked at Xia Yuyang carefully, and for some reason his mood suddenly brightened.

Rain, who was staring at him a little uncomfortable, turned her head to the side and pressed her lips tightly. This action made the lines of her face a little stiff.

Until this moment, Xia Yuyang had a question in her mind, she didn't understand why she rushed back.

Obviously at that time, all she had to do was run away, so why did she have to turn back?

This question has been bothering Tang Mosen during her coma.

"It tastes delicious, which small shop is it from?"

Just as she was immersed in her personal world, suddenly the man next to her spoke first again and spoke to her.

His words pulled Xia Yuyang's soul back, she turned her head in a daze, and glanced at the things in Tang Mosen's hands with a little laxity.

"I did it."

There was a sense of alienation in the calm and indifferent voice.

Tang Mosen looked very serious, as if he couldn't believe that these things came from her hands.

In his impression, he had never seen Xia Yuyang enter the kitchen, so he was inevitably a little surprised.

"And when I married you, you never ate at home. It's only natural that you don't know that I can cook."

Probably seeing what was going on in his mind, Xia Yuyang shrugged casually and explained to him.

When she said these words, she also had a mocking smile on her face, as if she was laughing at herself or him.

Tang Mosen opened his mouth to say something, but found that his throat was like a fishbone stuck, which was very uncomfortable, and he had no choice but to give up in the end.

Those words were swallowed by him again, but he just tasted the things in his hand mouthful, and a strange emotion rose in his heart.

"The doctor said you need to rest more, and besides, can you give me back my mobile phone?"

Xia Yuyang saw that he was going to get out of bed after finishing his food, so he quickly reached out his hand to stop him, and urged him.

At the end, I still don't forget to find my mobile phone from him.

Tang Mosen's original good mood changed instantly because of her words.

He stared at Xia Yuyang with scorching eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.

This appearance of him really made Xia Yuyang feel extremely guilty in his heart.

"What do you want a mobile phone for? Who do you want to contact?"

His questioning tone caused Xia Yuyang's dissatisfaction to surge up in an instant.

"Tang Mosen, what you said is a bit too domineering. What I do has nothing to do with you. If it weren't for me, you might still be undiscovered in the wilderness. I just feel ashamed." Because of you, I will come back to take care of you, but this does not mean that you can confiscate my things and return my mobile phone to me."

Xia Yuyang said a lot of words to him angrily, and after she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand in front of him.

Tang Mosen looked at the hand she held up in front of him, and the light in his eyes changed slightly.

"The mobile phone is not on me now, and you have seen it. After I drove those people away, the mobile phone was also taken away by them. Even if you want the mobile phone, give me some time, right?"

Tang Mosen finally chose to compromise, but because he didn't bring the phone with him now, he couldn't return it to Xia Yuyang immediately.

Hearing what he said, Xia Yuyang finally remembered that the mobile phone was not between the two of them.

Thinking of this, she could only take her hand back again, let out a breath, and seemed a little irritable.

"But can't you send someone to bring me the phone? I want to make a call to my son now."