Chatper 119 (1/2)

Essentially, there is no conflict of interest between them.

Although they were not familiar with each other, at least she had witnessed Mo Mushen's pain and had taken care of him once or twice.

Is he so intolerable for her?

Qin Yiyue had mixed feelings in her heart, took a quick bath, put on her clothes and went out.

In the room, He Qiaoyan sat on the head of the bed, wondering what he was thinking.

The orange light reflected his silhouette indistinctly, which was very artistic.

Qin Yiyue felt that it was normal for anyone to be fascinated by He Qiaoyan, this man's casual sitting posture was extremely charming.

He Qiaoyan heard her footsteps, turned his head, waved to her, and said softly, "Come here."

Qin Yiyue thought for a moment, then walked towards him.

Before reaching in front of He Qiaoyan, he stretched out his hand and pulled him over.

Qin Yiyue's whole body was unstable and she fell into his arms.

He Qiaoyan locked her in his arms, and with one free hand, he gently touched the mark on her neck.

The touch of warm skin made Qin Yiyue tremble slightly.

Qin Yiyue was a little afraid to look into He Qiaoyan's eyes, but she still explained: "I don't quite know what's going on."

He Qiaoyan looked at the clear eyes of the little woman in his arms, and the anger in his heart because of the marks on her neck gradually dissipated.

"Did you meet Mo Muchen just now?"

Qin Yiyue nodded, "He's a little strange."

"Don't be alone with him in the future."

"why?"

Even if He Qiaoyan didn't tell her that, she didn't plan to have any contact with Mo Muchen in private.

Mo Mushen asked her twice in a row who she was, obviously taking her as someone he had known before.

Qin Yiyue thought about what He Yunzha had said to her before, and had a speculation in her heart, and said: "He may think that I am like an old friend of his, and he also behaved similarly in our hospital before."

"You are you, not someone else." He Qiaoyan said coldly, with a strong and uncompromising voice.

Qin Yiyue was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "That's true. It's getting late, let's rest, I will try to walk around him when I see him in the future."

He Qiaoyan let go of her body, and walked towards the bathroom without looking back.

Qin Yiyue touched the mark on her neck, sighed, took out the ointment for removing blood stasis from her bag, and applied it on her neck.

When the cold ointment was applied to the wound, there was a fine tingling pain.

**

When she slept until midnight, Qin Yiyue was awakened by the sound of porcelain breaking.

She moved, trying to sit up, but was pressed back by a big hand.

"Don't worry about it." He Qiaoyan's voice sounded in the darkness.