Chapter 317 (1/2)

Los Angeles hospital.

At about 8 o'clock in the morning, nanheng and Fengling came down from the black SUV.

Feng Ling went straight to the ward of jinuan without saying anything. Nan Heng stood in situ and glanced at her back, picked up her eyebrows, stood at the door of the hospital and smoked a cigarette before entering.

As a result, when she was about to go to the ward where Mo Jingshen lived, Feng Ling suddenly came over with a heavy face. Nanheng just glanced at her and heard the short haired woman say, ”Mrs. Mo is gone.”

”Gone? How can she walk out without saying a word when our people are watching outside the hospital? ”

”I'll find it.”

”Wait, don't worry.” Nanheng said, the person has arrived at the door of the ward of Mo Jingshen, and directly pushed the door into it.

As soon as his front foot entered, his back foot suddenly stopped, and he suddenly stepped back a step, half covered the door of the ward, and looked at the mysterious cover Ling's face before he could see it clearly.

It seems that nanheng hesitated for two seconds just to make sure that he had read it correctly. Then he pushed forward to open the door again and glanced directly at the hospital bed.

As expected, Ji Wenzheng and Mo Jingshen were lying on the same bed.

”Don't look.” Nanheng's face was cold and sarcastic, and he motioned to Feng Ling to look inside.

Feng Ling glanced inwards, his expression stagnated, and saw Ji Nuan lying carefully beside Mo's depth of field, with his hand across the quilt, sticking to Mo's chest. Although Mo's depth of field was lying flat and sleeping, he seemed to feel extra calm and warm.

”It is estimated that she came here as soon as the ban on this ward was lifted this morning.” Nanheng glanced at the scene inside his eyes, and was about to close the door to get out, so as not to disturb the sleep of the two of them. However, the sleeping man in the bed opened his eyes and gave a light look at the door.

Jinuan didn't sleep very hard either. He woke up when he heard the dialogue in front of the door. He looked at the door almost at the same time as mo.

When a pair of eyes of Feng Ling and Nan Heng are on, Ji Nuan is still a bit sleepy and confused. After two or three seconds of slowing down, he sits up, almost forgetting that there is a patient who can't move around for a while. When he presses his hand on Mo's deep arm, he draws back, looks up at the door, and then at the man who is still calm when he wakes up.

Instead, she seems to be caught, raped, in bed

In the hospital also does not stop, obviously can sleep on their own, but ran to their husband's ward and sleep in the same bed, what is really embarrassing.

Seeing that they were awake, Nan Heng smiled and pushed the door directly in. Instead, Feng Ling stood outside the door, hesitated, took the phone, turned around and walked out.

”You're here at six?” Nanheng takes a look at jinuan.

”Well, I didn't sleep very well last night. I woke up early, so I came here at six.” Ji is getting ready to get out of bed, but his hands are held by the man on the bed.

”Don't worry about him. You should sleep.” Mo Jingshen's tone is light and calm.

Seasonal warming: ”...” The leg that was about to get out of bed suddenly shrank back.

Mo's deep quilt is so warm, of course, she is reluctant to quit, but although Nan Heng didn't say much, the eyes he threw at them when he approached the bedside were clear that he was accusing them of the love of the two red fruits here.

Balance in the face and not face, the last season or compromise in the depth of field in the bed, directly sitting on his bed, did not go down.

Ji Nuan pulls the quilt to his body, and then looks calmly at one hand just going to get a water glass. The other hand is taking out his mobile phone. His face is lost in silence, and he looks at nanheng of the two of them very upset.