The spring breeze is not as long as your love

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Chenxiao let go of her, his black eyes were filled with lust.

He has never been interested in women, only the girl who no longer exists in his heart.

But just now, he almost lost control of her.

Under the strong impact, Su Mowan took a few seconds to come back to his senses, his cheeks flushed to the base of his ears.

She hurriedly struggled to sit up from him, but her legs were so weak that she knelt down on the ground without standing still...

The ground is a marble floor, if you fall, your knees will suffer...

Su Mowan exclaimed, and instinctively wanted to find a support to grab it.

As a result, it was pressed on the man's...

Su Mowan's eyes widened, his mind was a little dazed...

Mo Chenxiao hummed in a low voice, his handsome face was tense, and his whole body froze.

Su Mowan realized what he had done, exclaimed, and flicked his hand away as if he had touched a burning coal.

As a result, because the movement range was too large, the feet slipped, and the whole person fell straight backward...

What a pity, the back of my head is about to crack...

Su Mowan grabbed at the air indiscriminately, but to no avail, he could only close his eyes as if death was at home.

However, the expected pain did not come.

Mo Chenxiao jumped down from the wheelchair at the very moment, wrapped her arms tightly in his arms, turned over and made her a cushion!

"Oh!" Mo Chenxiao's blood surged for a while, and he felt that his internal organs were about to be smashed to pieces.

Su Mowan opened his eyes and looked at the person under him in astonishment.

Mo Chenxiao's handsome face was tense, and it looked like he had been hit hard.

She was full of anxiety: "Mo Chenxiao, how are you? Is there anything wrong?"

Butler Zhong who heard the movement outside kicked open the bathroom door with a "bang".

"Master, what happened?!"

However, seeing the situation in the bathroom, Butler Zhong turned to stone.

The bathroom was filled with moisture, Mo Chenxiao's clothes were disheveled, Su Mowan was at the top, and Mo Chenxiao was at the bottom, she pressed him to the ground, and it was beautiful...

Butler Zhong's head froze for two seconds, he reacted abruptly, and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I didn't see anything!"

After speaking, the movement was as fast as lightning, and the door was closed with a bang.

Su Mowan: "..."

Mo Chenxiao: "..."

"It's not what you think!" Su Mowan yelled at the door, but it was a pity that Butler Zhong slipped away faster than a rabbit.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Mo Chenxiao coughed for a while, and said darkly, "Get off of me first!"

Only then did Su Mowan realize how imaginative their posture was, and he hurriedly got up.

"Are you okay?" Su Mowan asked worriedly as he helped Mo Chenxiao up.

"It's okay...cough cough cough..." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Chenxiao coughed again, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood.

Su Mowan's face changed drastically: "You're hurt! Don't move, I'll call someone!"

She didn't wait for his answer, and ran out to call for someone.

Not long after, Butler Zhong was found by Su Mowan. When he entered, Mo Chenxiao had already sat in a wheelchair and was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth leisurely.

Butler Zhong was startled, his face darkened, and he said in a serious tone:

"Master, why did you get up by yourself? You must not move now! I will take you to the hospital now!"

"No, it's fine." Mo Chenxiao was very calm.

"No, I have to check it out." Su Mowan stepped forward and said with guilt in his heart.

She clearly said she would love him and protect him, but she still hurt him.

"It's okay, I know my own body." Mo Chenxiao said coldly, his face a bit gloomy.

This body is really useless, is it already so weak?

Butler Zhong knew his temper, and forcing him would only make him more repulsive.

"Then should I call the family doctor over?" Zhong Guanjia asked.

Mo Chenxiao did not refuse.

After a while, the family doctor came.

The person who came was an old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. He usually recuperated the body of the old man and old lady.

The old Chinese doctor gave Mo Chenxiao his pulse, and Su Mowan stood beside him nervously.

She remembered that Mo Chenxiao's health was not very good in the previous life, but she didn't care about him, so she didn't know the specific situation, only that he was always hospitalized every now and then.

Later, she heard that Mo Chenxiao was weak due to working in a wheelchair all year round, and the virus entered his body, causing heart and lung infection and then five internal organs failure...

Mo Chenxiao finally let her go because he was already seriously ill.

However, under such circumstances, when she had an accident and almost died, he rushed into the fire and rescued her.

However, because of inhaling too much poisonous smoke, he was injured in the back, his ribs were broken and his internal organs were punctured, and he was seriously injured and unconscious.

Thinking of this, Su Mowan's heart sank, and he clenched his fists secretly.

The old Chinese doctor finished his pulse and said, "Third Young Master Mo's viscera, qi and blood are somewhat deficient, so he needs to take good care of it, so as not to overwork him."

Su Mowan frowned. Mo Chenxiao was in good shape, obviously he had been exercising regularly, so he shouldn't be so weak?

"How do you treat it?" she asked.

The old Chinese doctor said: "Third Young Master's vomiting of blood this time is probably caused by the deficiency of viscera and the impact of external force. I will prescribe a prescription to recuperate it for a while."

"Okay, thank you." Butler Zhong said.

After sending the old Chinese doctor away, Su Mowan comforted: "Don't worry, your body will definitely be able to take care of itself!"

Mo Chenxiao looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about his illness.

He glanced at Su Mowan indifferently: "Following me has no good fruit, I can give you an easier way to survive."

Su Mowan was stunned: "It will be dangerous to follow you? So you didn't torture your three wives to death, right?"

Mo Chenxiao pursed his lips, but did not answer.

Su Mowan knew that he had guessed right.

"I won't leave. I don't want to be a divorced woman. Now that I'm married, you are my husband. I'm your man in life and your ghost in death."

An unknown emotion flashed across Mo Chenxiao's eyes, his face was still cold and indifferent, but there were ripples in his heart.

A very touching story indeed.

Unfortunately, feelings are the most elusive and unreliable thing.

Mo Chenxiao said coldly: "As you wish."

He left this sentence and went to the study.

Su Mowan looked at his back and made a grimace.

He obviously chose to be her meat pad without even thinking about it, but he acted so ruthlessly. Do you think she is a child who is easy to deceive?

They still slept in separate rooms at night.

In the middle of the night, Su Mowan secretly came to Mo Chenxiao's bedroom just like yesterday.

It's just that this time she didn't go directly to sleep, but lit an aromatherapy aromatherapy on the bedside.

She herself drank a potion that could resist this aromatherapy in advance.

A few minutes later, Su Mowan stepped forward and called in Mo Chenxiao's ear, "Mo Chenxiao, Mo Chenxiao! There's an earthquake, get up soon!"

Mo Chenxiao didn't respond.

Only then did Su Mowan take out the acupuncture bag he brought over.

She hasn't touched this thing for a long time.