Your Excellency, I love you!

Chapter 788 Mo Shiche inexplicably felt that the scene at this time was warm and real

"..." Luo Qiangwei pulled her lips into a smile, "If you want to put it that way, isn't President Mo the same kind of man?"

Mo Shiche's eyes fell on her face, he was silent for a while and came to a conclusion, "So I have the same status as Yan Song in your heart?"

"..."

"I may not be as good as him. After all, I have a lot of criminal records, and he is innocent."

"..."

She continued to laugh, "President Mo, can I understand that you are playing childish temper?"

"Is Yan Song a special man, with masculine charm all over his body?"

"...Can you stop talking about guns and sticks?"

"Does it mean that the more you look at me, the more you hate me?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Luo Qiangwei said calmly, "Mo Shiche, you were shot and injured, I am very worried and nervous, not to mention that you are going to save the famine year, so I will definitely stay and take care of you until you fully recover ,until."

until.

She didn't say the next thing, but it was obvious—when he recovered, she would go.

It seemed to be telling him in a disguised form that she was not getting back together with him.

Are you trying to say that he has no right to be jealous?

Mo Shiche looked at her with dark eyes, and laughed lowly at himself, "Tangtang, you're so smart, don't I have to worry about you being cheated by other men in the future?"

She responded, "Oh, I have been deceived by you a lot, I have a long memory."

The man's pupils shrank slightly, and although his face was still not very good-looking, he didn't speak any more.

Luo Qiangwei opened the insulation box layer by layer and placed it on the table, and imitated how he used to feed her, scooped up a spoonful of rice, put vegetables on top, and fed it to his mouth, "Eat it, let it cool gone."

She thought he would continue to lose his temper, but he opened his mouth.

Zhang Ma prepared a portion for two people. Luo Qiangwei ate it while feeding him. The ward was very quiet, except for the occasional sound of chopsticks colliding with spoons.

Although they didn't speak, and the environment in the ward was not very good, Mo Shiche inexplicably felt that the scene at this time was warm and real, better than him sitting alone in a villa restaurant, or in the most luxurious hotel dine.

So cold, without a trace of warmth, like his life after she left, every day is the same dead silence and boring, as if the whole life has lost its color and is meaningless.

After a meal, Luo Qiangwei ate very little, basically feeding Mo Shiche the shrimp and meat, and forced him to drink a bowl of pork rib soup.

She has the habit of taking a nap, and when she was peeling apples after meals, she felt sleepy. Mo Shiche reached out and touched her head, "Go to sleep for a while."

"Are you sleeping?"

"I'm not sleepy, and you don't worry about me," he smiled faintly, "I don't sleep, and I can wake you up anytime when I feel pain."

Luo Qiangwei frowned, but she was indeed sleepy, "Then I'll sleep for half an hour, call me."

"okay."

Because the hospital bed was very large, in order to make it easier for him to call himself, she took off her shoes and put on her clothes and lay down beside the bed, leaning on the pillow and quickly fell asleep.

Mo Shiche leaned against the head of the bed, and when her breathing became stable, he slowly reached out and held her little hand in his.

The palm completely wrapped her, as if wrapping her in his heart.

A low, hoarse voice sounded in the warm ward in the afternoon. It was a question, but it was also a soliloquy, "If I lie here for the rest of my life, will you take care of me for the rest of my life?"

After the sound fell, there was silence all around.

Only the eyelashes of the woman lying on her side trembled, but she never opened her eyes.