Your Excellency, I love you!

Luo Qiangwei realized that she was still sitting in his arms, so she immediately struggled to get down, "I'll apply the medicine myself, don't bother you, and thank you just now... um."

Mo Shiche clasped the back of her head with his big palms, and kissed her endlessly. He didn't let her go until she was suffocated, and pinched her chin with his long fingers, "Little jealous woman, you are so jealous. Have you learned to pretend to be magnanimous?"

"I didn't!" Luo Qiangwei became angry when she heard what he said about the little jealous woman and the little prodigal woman. When she got angry, she felt like a jealous woman. She almost pushed him away with all her strength, "I let you go!"

When she fell from his arms, Mo Shiche narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and immediately got up to hug her, but the woman had already stabilized herself, and took a step back, "I've made it very clear, it's very late today I'll go back first..."

Before the words were finished, Lian Su, who was carrying an incubator, passed by the nurse's station and walked in immediately when he saw them, "Miss Luo, Mr. Mo."

He didn't know what happened. They were no different from getting back together in the past half month. He panted, "There is a traffic jam on the road, but the food is not cold. Do you want to eat now?"

"Need not……"

Before Luo Qiangwei finished speaking, Mo Shiche had already reached out to take the insulated box, "Eat now, you go back first, I will drive her back to the hotel later."

After that, he looked sideways at Luo Qiangwei, and said in a low voice, "Go upstairs to the restaurant and find a place to sit and eat? It will get cold after a long time."

Still in a questioning tone.

"Then go and eat," she said with her eyebrows closed, "this is the last time I will deliver nutritious meals. I saw that you were quite cold when you ate them for half a month. It probably doesn't taste good. You don't have to suffer from this in the future." guilty."

After she finished speaking, she turned to leave, but her wrist was grabbed by the man in front of her again.

Before Mo Shiche could speak, the phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang.

He still clasped her hand, handed the insulated box to Lian Su, took out his mobile phone and answered it, but his eyes were still fixed on her.

The nurse at the other end said anxiously, "Mr. Mo, haven't you come back after going out to smoke? Ms. Sheng is allergic to injections. She has obviously had a skin test. Now she is crying very hard and keeps calling your name. It seems very serious... Can you come up now?"

"Well, I'm going up now."

Mo Shiche cut off the call when Luo Qiangwei pulled his wrist out of his palm and said calmly, "Go up, don't delay, the allergies might kill you in minutes."

Violent death.

Even this word is used.

How dare this woman say she wasn't jealous.

A slight smile appeared on Mo Shiche's thin lips, "I'll be down in 10 minutes," but he stared at her with dark eyes, his eyes hard, implying a warning, "You wait for me in the restaurant upstairs, I haven't had dinner and I'm hungry, you Hungry too."

She looked at his handsome and serious face, tilted her head and smiled, "Oh, okay, you can go now."

"Well," he believed her words so easily, and before leaving, he bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek a few times, with an intimate air, "Obey, we'll go back to the hotel after dinner."

The figure of the man disappeared in the corridor.

Lian Su carried the thermos box, "Miss Luo, let's go..."

"Pour out all the food." Luo Qiangwei retracted her gaze, then stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked out, then added after a pause, "I lost the heat preservation box too, I won't need it in the future."

She had just walked into the hospital lobby when she was stopped by a pleasant male voice, "Qiangwei."