"Momo, can we cancel that contract?" Si Ze repeated it, hugging her tighter and tighter, and continued, "You are mine. Don't even think about leaving me. I will never divorce you in this life. I can't live without you. Without you, I will end up like Grandpa Tan, living alone."

"Mr. Si, please let me go first." Yan Mo said with difficulty.

Yan Mo felt that he was having trouble breathing, but he didn't dare to use too much force, so he could only push him gently.

Si Ze said in a deep voice: "Don't call me Mr. Si, I don't like it."

He grabbed Yan Mo's hands, pressed them against his chest, and whispered in her ear: "I want to hear you call my name."

Feeling the strong heartbeat in his palm and listening to his domineering yet gentle words, Yan Mo's cheeks turned red instantly.

For a long time, no one shouted.

"Momo, call my name." Si Ze said it again patiently.

"Si..." For some reason, facing him at this moment, Yan Mo couldn't even call his name.

Yan Mo felt like she was disappointed with herself.

She always thought Si Ze had low emotional intelligence and believed that she was the one who took the initiative when they were together.

Now it seems that he is the one taking the initiative, and I am the one who is passive.

"Yeah." Si Ze waited for the next words.

Yan Mo simply closed his eyes, emptied his mind, and shouted loudly:

"Si Ze."

"So good." Si Ze kissed Yan Mo's ear.

This action frightened Yan Mo so much that his whole body froze.

Si Ze found it funny. It seemed that the information Xun Jiage gave him was not always accurate. She looked so young and immature, and didn't look like someone who had been in a relationship for several years. She was even worse than him.

People abroad are open-minded. The information shows that she and her ex-boyfriend have been separated for a long time. Is this the reason?

"Can you please let me go?" Yan Mo came back to his senses, angry and shy. He said unhappily.

"Okay." After being interrupted last time, Si Ze got to kiss her as he wished this time. He was in a good mood and let her go readily.

Yan Mo was surprised,

He was so easy to talk to, she thought it would take a long time.

Without hesitation, he jumped away quickly.

Si Ze was not the same person he was a few days ago. How could he let her escape? He was one step ahead of her and held her down, cupping her cheeks with both hands and returning to the original topic:

"Mo Mo, go back and get me a contract. It's a deal."

Fool, you all know that this is not the time to resist, Yan Mo used Tai Chi:

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

"Okay." Si Ze let her go with a smile on his face. He was not afraid of her playing tricks.

He heard from the old man that all his things are now in her house and he knows the password. Is he still afraid that she will run away?

As the saying goes, the monk can run away but the temple cannot, he will stay in the temple.

Before I knew it, it was lunch time.

For so many days, food has been sent to her by others. She has not left the city since she came to Xinjiang. Today she plans to go out and buy lunch by herself.

She told Si Ze, who was working on the computer, about her plan.

Si Ze did not respond immediately and continued typing quickly on the keyboard.

Rich people's money doesn't come from the wind, but is earned by their hard work and diligence. Yan Mo really admires Si Ze's spirit of working despite being sick. Except for the first day, he spent a long time every day dealing with work matters in the following days. This is not something that everyone can do.

It makes sense that the rich only account for one percent.

Yan Mo didn't bother him anymore, she went to the cabinet, opened it, and took out the equipment Si Ze had prepared for her.

After putting on a white coat, a fluffy hat, and bunny earmuffs, he thought for a moment and said hello to Si Ze: "Si Ze, I'm going out first. When you're done, you can send anything to my phone."

"Wait." Si Ze stopped her, finished typing the last stroke, clicked send, quickly closed the computer, stood up, picked up the coat on the shelf, and walked towards Yan Mo.

He smiled and said, "Let's go! I'm done."

Yan Mo said calmly: "Actually, you don't have to accompany me specially. I have checked the guide and I am familiar with the road conditions here."

Si Ze opened the door directly, walked out of the ward, and answered Yan Mo with his actions.

She could only keep up with his pace and walk behind him.

As he walked out of the heating area, a biting cold wind blew. Yan Mo shivered, immediately shrank his neck, and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

On the way out, Yan Mo blamed Si Ze for preparing too many clothes. Now, she felt that they were still too thin and not warm at all.

Compared to the night we arrived, the temperature today is at least ten to twenty degrees lower.

"Take this with you," Si Ze pulled his hand out of Yan Mo's pocket, put his large leather glove on Yan Mo's hand, and explained, "I forgot to prepare a pair of gloves for you. You can take mine first."

"What about you?" Yan Mo said as he started to take off the gloves on his hands. He was a patient, and it would be terrible if he got frostbite.

"I don't need it." Si Ze held Yan Mo's hand to prevent her from taking off the gloves, and said with a nonchalant smile: "We used to have a punishment, which was to run 10 kilometers in the fields with our upper bodies naked."

Si Ze placed his palm on Yan Mo's cheek and said, "Isn't it? It's warm, right?"

"Yeah," Yan Mo nodded with a red face. It was indeed warmer than hers, so she didn't worry about it anymore.

"Momo, what do you want to eat?" Si Ze asked.

As they were talking, the two of them drove to the streets of Urumqi.

The houses in Xinjiang are of different styles, with Islamic architectural style, and the whole street is full of exotic customs.

Here, people on the streets mostly wear the ethnic costumes with the characteristics of Xinjiang. Different from the people in Mocheng who like to wear simple black, white and gray, the people in Xinjiang like colors and embroidery. Everyone wears gorgeous dresses with delicate and lifelike embroidery of various kinds of flowers, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

"I haven't decided yet. Let me take a look first." Yan Mo walked forward quickly, his eyes excitedly scanning the food on both sides of the street.

Suddenly,

The aroma of mutton filled her nose, and she swallowed her saliva with greed. She shouted loudly to Si Ze behind her:

"Si Ze, I found it, come quickly."

Before Si Ze caught up, Yan Mo's eyes lit up and he followed the fragrance into the depths of an alley.

"Slow down." Si Ze quickly pushed the crowd away and chased in the direction of Yan Mo.

I have to say that in a place with such a large flow of people, a petite person like Yan Mo has a great advantage. He can slip away as fast as a rabbit.

"Eat this." Si Ze caught up with Yan Mo, stopped beside her, glanced at the whole lamb banquet shop in front of him, and asked Yan Mo.

"Roasted whole lamb is a must when you come to Jiangcheng." Yan Mo stared at the roasted whole lamb in the chef's hand, pulled Si Ze, walked into the store, and shouted:

"Boss, give me a roasted whole lamb."

Si Ze raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure? Can you finish it? That sheep must be at least 30 kilograms!"

Yan Mo rarely turned his gaze back to Si Ze: "I think I can eat a whole cow."

Xiaoping brought them the same dishes every day, and Yan Mo lost several pounds by eating them.

Si Ze was shocked.

It is absolutely true that women are impulsive consumers. He really wants to remind people that there is an essential difference between 30 kilograms and 3 kilograms.

What Yan Mo was thinking was that the weather was so cold that she wouldn't go out often, so she could just pack the food up and take it to the hospital to eat slowly.