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"Dad didn't come here at all!" Mo Yan guessed, and then got angry: "Hmph, how childish."

Mo Zhou was exposed by him, so he was not ashamed.He didn't sleep all night last night, and the room smelled of blood.How painful this is for a person with a keen sense of smell.I came to Mo Yan's room early today with the intention of teasing Mo Yan, in order to vent the frustration of not sleeping all night.

"It seems that you slept well." Mo Zhou looked at Mo Yan, who was weak but in good spirits, and could hardly suppress his unhappiness.But he still said slowly, "Wu Hao came to see you last night."

Mo Yan immediately thought of the promise to meet Wu Hao at night yesterday, but he was unconscious, so Wu Hao must be very worried.He glanced at the corner of Mo Zhou's clothes from the corner of his eyes, and was interrupted by Mo Zhou just as he was about to show off that someone cared about him.

"He has only been here for more than ten minutes and then left." Mo Zhou looked at Mo Yan with a look on his face.

"How is it possible!" Mo Yan didn't believe it right away, "Hmph, why should I believe you?"

"Well, you can ask the servant." Mo Zhou knew that Mo Yan would not believe it.

"Whatever you say, of course the servant will also say something." Mo Yan stretched out a hand, took the mobile phone on the table beside the bed, and called Wu Hao.But the phone of the other party showed that it was turned off, and Mo Yan hung up the phone dissatisfied.

"Why are you so idle?" Mo Yan looked at Mo Zhou who was still standing here, and asked angrily.

Mo Zhou shrugged, seeing that Mo Yan was unhappy.His mood turned from cloudy to sunny, and the dissatisfaction of the night was wiped away.Turning around and leaving the door, it's time for him to go for a morning run!

Listening to the sound of Mo Zhou's footsteps fading away, Mo Yan threw the mobile phone on the side of the bed as if venting his anger.Wu Hao is so weak!I only saw him for ten minutes and left!This made him lose face in front of Mo Zhou.He doesn't care if Wu Hao is sincere to him, he just wants to find someone to fight against Mo Zhou.What Wu Hao did this time made Mo Yan extremely disappointed!Hmph, Wu Hao better have something urgent.

Thinking this way, Mo Yan looked at the cell phone thrown by his feet, and after thinking about it, he used his foot to push the hook of the cell phone to a place within reach of his hand.Then pick it up and dial Aunt He's number.

"Aunt He, woo~ Aunt He, I'm starving to death!" Mo Yan immediately changed his voice into a coquettish voice.This trick worked best for Aunt He.After the phone call, Mo Yan almost crossed his legs, waiting for Aunt He to bring the food to his mouth.

At the same time, I feel emotional, what a pity!Just now, I couldn't see Mo Zhou's haggard look.He risked his life and wiped a smear of blood on the inside of Mo Zhou's clothes before he passed out.So it's no wonder Mo Zhou can sleep!In order to deal with Mo Zhou, he had fully understood Mo Zhou's usual preferences.hey-hey.

"Young master." Aunt He entered the room carrying the carefully cooked porridge.Looking at Mo Yan's originally weak body lying on the big bed, he looked even thinner.His eyes were red with distress, and he almost shed tears.

Mo Yan was taken aback when he saw this, "Aunt He, what's wrong with you!"

"No, nothing." Aunt He put the porridge on the table and wiped the wet corners of her eyes with her hands.

"Aunt He, I'm fine! You can see how I'm recovering." Mo Yan knew that Aunt He loved him, which made her sad.Stretch your hands and feet out of the quilt together, and ask Aunt He to move around to prove that he is in good health.

It was impossible for Aunt He to let him act recklessly, she grabbed his hands and feet that wanted to shake around, and said, "Don't move! Don't move! Be careful of the wound opening."

This sentence immediately made Mo Yan calm down, he said with a dry smile to Aunt He: "Then I won't move." He did it while enduring great pain!Fortunately, the doctor sewed the wound tightly this time.

"The doctor said, don't move around, don't smoke or drink, don't take a bath." Aunt He talked to Mo Yan about the doctor's instructions.

Mo Yan got dizzy after hearing this for a while, and quickly changed the subject, saying: "Aunt He, you just need to remember these things. You should help me scratch my body, it's so itchy!"

"Okay, okay." Aunt He really caught the trick, and carefully wiped Mo Yan's body gently with a wet towel. "If you lie down for a long time, you will feel uncomfortable, just massage it."

Mo Zhou came back from running outside, passed by Mo Yan's room, and saw this scene through the door.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Aunt He massaged Mo Yan's back, while softly talking to Mo Yan about what she saw and heard when she was young.

Mo Yan leaned his head on the pillow and turned his face to one side.Listening quietly to Aunt He's story, the two looked very peaceful.Even Mo Yan looking at the back of his head with messy hair on his side only seemed to be mischievous.

This reminded Mo Zhou of his childhood memories.Shaking his head, Mo Zhou forcibly returned to reality. He glanced at the two people in the room, and resisted the urge to break the picture and left the place.

"Aunt He, you are so kind to me." Mo Yan's nonsensical words made Aunt He stop all her movements.

Mo Yan didn't feel anything strange about Aunt He, and continued to ask, "Aunt He, when did you come into Mo's house to take care of me?"

"When I came into Mo's house, the young master was only five years old." Aunt He replied in a low voice.

"How did my mother treat me at that time?" Ever since Mo Yan could remember, he found that his mother was sometimes affectionate and sometimes indifferent to him.

"Your mother," said Aunt He after a pause, "she treats you very well."

"That's it." Mo Yan knew that Aunt He was not good at talking about being the mistress, so he stopped asking.

"Did Wu Hao come last night?" Mo Yan turned his head and asked Aunt He, he believed that Aunt He would not be forced by that "traitor".

Aunt He glanced at Mo Yan, "I heard."

"How long has he been here?" Mo Yan asked.

"It seems that he left in a hurry after coming here for a while. There must be something urgent." Aunt He comforted.She knew that Mo Yan was close to Young Master Wu, but Wu Hao's breath was not right.This will teach Ah Yan badly.But she has no position to say these words, but the person in the Mo family who should teach Ah Yan turns a blind eye and allows Mo Yan to mess around.It really chilled her!

"Well, I see." Mo Yan buried his head in the pillow, making it impossible to guess his emotions.

"Ah Yan, ah no, young master. Master Wu is not a good boy, so don't go with him for too long." Aunt He struggled a bit, but still said these words out of her mouth.

"I know, don't worry, I have my own measure." Mo Yan raised his head and smiled at Aunt He.His narrowed eyes shone with laughter, like the dazzling sunlight.

Seeing what he said, Aunt He breathed a sigh of relief.As a reward, he picked up a bowl, filled it with warm porridge, and handed it to Mo Yan.Mo Yan acted like a baby and asked Aunt He to feed her, but Aunt He was so happy that she couldn't refuse Mo Yan at all.

Mo Zhou passed by again and saw Aunt He coaxing the rolling Mo Yan to drink porridge, his eyes burst into countless fires of jealousy.Leaving with fists squeezed.

Mo Yan, who was full of food and drink, continued to lie on the bed comfortably. Aunt He had already packed up the tableware and went downstairs.Mo Yan happily used his tablet to surf the Internet, chatting with his dear cousin.