Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Did it hurt the third leg?
Same as now.

However, at that time, the arrogant temperament was much calmer.

Qiao Zhinuan felt that all her courage in this life was spent on reading horror stories with Mo Siting.

Suddenly, she felt a chilly wind blowing from the back of her neck.

It happened to be reading the horror scene in the hospital, Qiao Zhinuan felt that everything around her was implying the horror story, and it almost completely overlapped.

She couldn't help shrinking her neck, and almost lost the Kindle in her hand, so scared that she didn't even dare to turn her head.

After a slight glance behind him, he realized that it was Mo Siting, and suddenly became angry.

"Mo Siting, you are so boring!"

Mo Siting smiled lightly, hooked Qiao Zhinuan's waist and put her in his arms, "You're so timid, why are you reading horror stories?"

Qiao Zhinuan is very angry now, she was really scared just now.

"You care about me? I just want to read!"

Mo Siting put his arms around her and patted her on the back.

"Okay, read, then you can finish reading this story in a few days."

Qiao Zhinuan just didn't want to admit defeat in front of Mo Siting. She broke free from his arms, gave him a deadly stare, sat on the chair peacefully, and continued reading.

Mo Siting was completely unaffected by the content.

Horror stories of this level had absolutely no effect on him.

It was only Qiao Zhinuan's voice that could kill him.

She has a sense of sacredness about reading, whether it was before or now, whenever she reads, she will sink into it very seriously.

That's why she gets scared.

She read very slowly, without mistakes, and her voice was soft and clear, which made Mo Siting feel a continuous heat flow in his lower abdomen.

He cursed secretly.

"How did you break your leg?" Qiao Zhinuan asked casually while pointing to the screen to turn the page.

Mo Siting was slightly taken aback, "Car accident."

"Only the leg was hurt?" Qiao Zhinuan looked at his face in particular, and there was no scratch.

"And the body, do you want to see it?" Mo Siting raised his hand and unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt. He thought that Qiao Zhinuan would stop him, but who would have thought that he would have unbuttoned his shirt until his honey-colored chest was exposed. Qiao Zhinuan's eyes were still on her.

His fingers landed on the waistband of his trousers, and he pulled it down.

Qiao Zhinuan's complexion changed slightly, "What are you going to do?"

"Let me show you my wound."

"I won't watch it!" Qiao Zhinuan blushed, "Don't be a hooligan!"

She directly lowered her head and continued to study, still panting for breath.

Qiao Zhinuan read the first two chapters, and then waited for Lu Bei who came to deliver dinner.

She got up and said goodbye, "I still have to go to the museum, and I'll read it to you tomorrow."

"Lu Bei, drive Miss Qiao to the museum."

"Yes."

Qiao Zhinuan put the Kindle aside, walked to the door, and paused again, turned to look at Mo Siting, moving from his handsome face to his plastered leg.

Mo Siting raised his eyebrows, but she didn't say anything.

On the way, Qiao Zhinuan picked up the phone to check the message, and asked casually, "Lu Tezhu, how did President Mo hurt his leg?"

Lu Bei: "..."

How did you get hurt?
Oops, no pre-ventilation.

"Yes..." Lu Bei hesitated, speaking with some hesitation.

Qiao Zhinuan blinked, "Is it hard to say?"

"No, mainly..."

Qiao Zhinuan suddenly whispered, "Could it be the third leg that was hurt?"

"of course not!"

Lu Bei was still hesitating about how to speak, but now it doesn't matter if he said it first, or the boss's sexual blessing was involved!
Qiao Zhinuan leaned her head sideways on the back seat, and gently curled her long hair with her fingers, "What is that?"

"Yes... fell down the stairs and broke his right leg." Lu Bei finally thought of a less lame excuse.

He has an uncle who fell down the stairs last year and broke a bone.

Looking at it this way, it is also reasonable.

Lu Bei's eyes met Qiao Zhinuan's from the rearview mirror.

He even avoided looking, feeling guilty!

Qiao Zhinuan hooked the corner of his mouth lightly, and leaned on the car seat, "Oh."

No matter how Lu Bei heard it, how did he feel that Qiao Zhinuan's voice was a bit meaningful.

Sure enough, after sending Qiao Zhinuan to the museum, Qiao Zhinuan opened the door and got out of the car, and walked around the front of the car to the side of the driver's seat.

Lu Bei hastily lowered the car window.

Qiao Zhinuan lowered her head slightly, "Assistant Lu, please tell President Mo that he can be discharged from the hospital."

Lu Bei: "..."

As he was driving back, he felt more and more inexplicable what Qiao Zhinuan said.

Back in the ward, Mo Siting had just removed the plaster cast on his leg, and was standing by the window looking at the placed vase.

"Sent to the museum."

"Huh? Well, yes."

Lu Bei seemed a little absent-minded, moving here and touching there.

Mo Siting leaned back on the lazy sofa, turned on the laptop, and didn't even lift his eyelids, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Only then did Lu Bei come over in a hurry, "Well...President Mo, I seem to have messed up something."

"what's up?"

Lu Bei told Qiao Zhinuan about the problem in the car just now.

"We didn't string it together before. I said that I broke my leg from the stairs, but I didn't seem to believe it when I saw Miss Qiao's appearance, and..."

Only then did Mo Siting raise his head, with a smile already in his eyes.

No wonder when he was studying in the afternoon, the little girl suddenly stopped and asked him endlessly, so she was waiting for him here.

"Miss Qiao also asked me to tell you something."

"Ok?"

"She said..." Lu Bei swallowed his saliva, "She said you can be discharged from the hospital."

A deep laugh came from Mo Siting's throat, and the frequency of fingers falling on the keyboard slowed down.

Lu Bei was a little unclear about the situation.

"Then do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Why did you have to be discharged from the hospital?" Mo Siting asked back, "I've already moved in, why don't I stay for a few more days... At least wait until the part of Braika in "The Beloved Concubine" is finished."

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When Qiao Zhinuan came over the next day, she brought two vegetarian buns stuffed with leeks.

"I haven't eaten yet, so it doesn't matter if I eat here?"

Mo Siting didn't think much about it at first, but Qiao Zhinuan took the first bite, and the ward smelled of leeks.

Very "fresh" chive flavor.

Mo Siting frowned.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't seem to notice the subtle expression changes on his face, and swiped his phone while eating.

After a while, Zhong Ze came over to make rounds.

As soon as he opened the door and came in, he said, "I'll go... what does this smell like!"

Zhong Ze came in holding his nose, and saw Qiao Zhinuan who had just finished eating the buns and threw away the plastic bag in his hand.

Mo Siting typed on the laptop keyboard very calmly, "Just get used to it."

Zhong Ze asked Qiao Zhinuan, "What did you eat?"

"Vegetable buns stuffed with chives." Qiao Zhinuan said happily, "I finally found a shop selling steamed buns on the street, which tastes the same as Huaguo's, so I decided to eat vegetable buns these days. .”

Zhong Ze glanced at Mo Siting sympathetically.

Qiao Zhinuan greeted Zhong Ze very warmly: "Doctor Zhong, by the way, do you want to eat? Shall I bring you two tomorrow?"

"Do not……"

"You're welcome, I'll treat you."

Qiao Zhinuan sat down after Zhong Ze left, "Where's the Kindle?"

Mo Siting took out the Kindle from the side of the bed and handed it to Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan reached out to hold the Kindle, but Mo Siting didn't let go.

She frowned, "let go."

Mo Siting looked at her, "You deliberately ate leeks to smoke me?"

"No." Qiao Zhinuan said calmly.

Mo Siting let go, "Let's read."

While studying today, Qiao Zhinuan felt that Mo Siting's gaze was on her face all the time, and he was still playing with his phone, what was he doing?
She was also a little absent-minded, so it ended early.

"I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute," Mo Siting called out to Qiao Zhinuan, "Come here."

Qiao Zhinuan stood still.

Mo Si Ting's strong sense of oppression came again.

He narrowed his eyes, "Come here."

Qiao Zhinuan walked over with small steps and stood by the bed.

Although she said she was looking down at Mo Si Ting, but in reality, Mo Si Ting completely crushed her.

Her figure was reflected in the man's pupils, small and small.

Then, Mo Siting slightly opened his lips.

"You've got leeks on your teeth."

Qiao Zhinuan: "..."

No wonder this man was staring at her when she was studying just now!

Her eyes widened in shock, and she hurriedly turned to look in the mirror in the bathroom.

Mo Si Ting's deep and joyful laughter escaped from his throat.

Qiao Zhinuan found that her teeth were clean, where did Mo Siting mention the leeks!

She came out of the bathroom angrily, looked at Mo Siting who was smiling happily, as if she had killed him!
Qiao Zhi Nuan picked up the bag and left.

The image of Mo Siting laughing could not help appearing in his mind.

She felt that Mo Siting was rarely seen smiling.

Most of the time, he is indifferent, unsmiling and superior, with a kind of high-cold air that strangers should not enter.

But he laughed...

The heart lake that was called Qiao Zhinuan was stirred up.

He smiles...so nice.

In the few days before the finale, Qiao Zhinuan came to read to Mo Siting every afternoon.

She does what she says.

On the day when she finished reading the horror story, she took a long breath after reading for two more hours.

"season finale."

Qiao Zhinuan felt that this kind of horror story really needs to be read more emotionally, and her imagination is also big, and a sudden change of scene can make her jump.

"Then I'm leaving."

It's too late today, and she won't go to the museum.

"Jojo."

"Ok?"

"I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow afternoon, remember to pick me up."

Qiao Zhinuan snorted.

When Mo Siting saw her arrogant appearance, a touch of sweetness spread from the tip of his heart.

Qiao Zhinuan walked through the corridor and got on the elevator, when the phone rang suddenly, and a call came in.

Jumping on the screen was Mo Yuanhang.

Mo Yuanhang would call her every few days, and sometimes he would ask her about his daily life. Although his tone was as intimate as possible, Qiao Zhinuan still couldn't fully open his heart.

Besides, she is to Mo Siting...

The yuppie smile on Mo Siting's face came to Qiao Zhinuan's mind again, she shook her head violently, trying to shake his figure away.

The phone in his hand was still ringing, and the screen was flickering.

Just as her fingers touched the screen of the phone and she pressed the connect button, the next second, the elevator lights above her head beeped twice.

The elevator jolted violently, and the phone in Qiao Zhinuan's hand was shaken and fell to the ground.

The phone rolled to the wall, and the ringing stopped.

In the next second, with a pop, the lights above the head went out.

The elevator plummeted and fell rapidly, and the feeling of weightlessness made Qiao Zhinuan scream while leaning on the wall.