The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

The air suddenly became still.

For a moment, she could even see the change in the expression on Mo Junzhe's face.

From the gloomy at the beginning to the panic and bewilderment afterwards.

A few seconds later, he regained his composure, raised his head to look at her, and opened his thin lips tightly. The moment he was about to speak, Bai Xiran robbed him of white.

"Don't tell me you just remembered."

Mo Junzhe lifted his lips and sat on the hospital bed, wearing a loose hospital gown. Just like that, he raised his head and raised his eyes. Under her gaze, strange emotions flashed across his handsome face from time to time.

The air is unusually quiet.

He clenched his palms tightly and didn't say a word for a long time.

"I haven't figured out how to explain it?" Bai Xiran smiled self-deprecatingly, her red lips parted in an indifferent arc, "Or do I need to give you some time to figure out how to lie? How long will it take?"

While lowering her head to tease the little powder ball in her arms, she spoke in a very casual tone.

Even though he knew the truth of the matter, he didn't show any anger or exaggerated emotions.

It's like something you can't get used to.

It seems that there is no accident, so it can be so calm.

"Did you pretend to have amnesia from the beginning, or you didn't tell me when you got better."

The little wife's voice was exceptionally soft. At that moment, it didn't look like a question, but more like a calm conversation.

And Mo Junzhe knew very well that the latter answer was obviously better than the first.

But he can only choose the truth.

"No amnesia... sorry ma'am, at first I thought..."

"No matter what you think, it can't change the essence of deception, can it?" Bai Xiran raised his voice a little, and the smile on his small face froze.

Mo Junzhe suffocated hard in his heart.

The man's throat was a little tight, and he stared at her closely without speaking.

"Do you really want to know what I think now?" Bai Xiran said with a clear voice, staring at the man on the bed.

The latter nodded, folded his palms on his sides, and his brows were covered with a thick layer of haze.

"But why should I tell you?"

Bai Xiran bit her lips tightly, and finally got up with the little powder in her arms, her voice raised a lot in this instant.

"Why should I let you guess my mind for nothing?"

"Why should I accept your apology?"

"Why do you want to make you feel better?!"

"Mo Junzhe, you should hold on to your current doubts and disappointment and repent!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked straight out of the ward.

Only the man sitting stiffly on the bed behind him was left behind.

Mo Junzhe lifted his lips, obviously wanting to stay.

Those words just now were her most angry tone today. After waiting for such a long time, she only let out a few questions.

no tears.

No accusations.

Can't even see much anger.

But Mo Junzhe's heart was still throbbing.

He knew better than anyone that this time, he really annoyed her.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry." Bai Xiran reached the door, and finally heard a man's voice behind him.

It was gloomy and hoarse, as if it had been rubbed in the throat for a long, long time.

But Mo Junzhe, even if you hide a thousand or ten thousand sentences in your heart, there are only these simple and powerless words that come out of your mouth.

Even the voice is not loud, it seems so guilty.

Bai Xiran walked out without even looking back.

The door slammed shut automatically, leaving only the gust of cold wind blowing.

In the ward, it became colder all of a sudden.