"Got it."

Su Yiren shook her head helplessly, "You take Song Jian back, I'm going to the hospital too."

This younger brother is still as clingy as when he was a child.

Even if he didn't say it, she knew all those bad habits of Mo Jingchuan. Being fooled once was enough to hate her for the rest of her life, so why would she fall into his rotten mud again?

"Okay, I'll pick you up from the hospital later."

"No, I'll sleep there."

Su Yiren waved her hand, closed the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned a corner easily and returned the same way.

Jing Yang looked at the car lights that were gradually going away, and his expression became annoyed and helpless.

Why didn't he know how to say it just now?

He is better than Mo Jingchuan, and can take better care of Yiren and give her safety and happiness.

What are you afraid of?

But what if after telling it out, I can't even be a brother, what should I do?

So annoying!

"Finally you're willing to come?"

In the hospital, Mo Jingchuan stared at Su Yiren, who was dressed as Su Zi, with a sharp gaze. His nose twitched slightly, and he suddenly frowned, "Did you go to a place with bright lights and wine to fool around?"

"Ah, it's quite fun."

Su Yiren nodded and said vaguely, "The people there are very enthusiastic, and the drinks are served as if they are free."

She drank too much, and the smell couldn't be covered up.

Mo Jingchuan gritted his teeth and said angrily, "So when you say you have something to do, you mean you are busy drinking with others?"

"You want to drink, I drink with you?"

What can other men do, what can't he do?

He must drink her down.

"Are you jealous?"

Su Yiren raised her eyebrows, with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

She was no longer innocent, but instead revealed a bit of alluring charm. "Mr. Mo's behavior makes me feel like a husband who is alone in an empty room, questioning his wife who comes home late?"

Isn't it just that she likes flirting? Doesn't that mean he thought she wouldn't?

"No."

Mo Jingchuan hesitated, but then thought about it and felt that it was wrong, so he righteously retorted, "You are my matchmaker... No, you are the secretary I hired into the company, I am worried about you, and asked what happened?"

"Well, you are a good boss."

Su Yiren praised seriously, took the clothes to wash up, and left a cool voice behind her, "The abdominal muscles of those handsome guys in the bar are really, wow!"

She shook her head and made a sound of "click", as if she was still savoring it.

Mo Jingchuan gritted his teeth behind her.

The handsome guy didn't say anything, but he actually played with his abdominal muscles?

Doesn't he have it?

If you have the guts, let go of those handsome guys and come at him!

When Su Yiren came out after washing up, she saw Mo Jingchuan had actually changed into a tight T-shirt and was practicing famous fitness moves on the hospital bed. When their eyes met, he just hummed twice with an expressionless face and started practicing again.

Su Yiren didn't bother to care about his neurosis.

But the man just kept practicing, and suddenly rolled up his T-shirt, revealing a large section of honey-colored skin.

"Cough cough! Cough!"

Su Yiren just took a sip of tea and immediately coughed repeatedly.

"Are you shocked by my good figure?"

Mo's smug voice rang out, and he flexed his biceps to show off. Su Yiren finally stopped coughing and immediately gave him a super big eye roll, "You are an exhibitionist!"

Are you crazy!

Mo Jingchuan: "..."

Why is it that others are handsome guys with great abdominal muscles, but he is an exhibitionist?

It's not fair!

There was grievance in Xian Changfeng's eyes. With his handsome and stylish face, he was lovable no matter how you looked at him, but Su Yiren was just shocked and rubbed her arms fiercely with a cold, "Are you sick again?"

"Ah," Mo nodded in agreement, looking at her aggrieved, "Do you have medicine?"

"I have your sister!"

Su Yiren gritted her teeth, her expression was all evil.

She rubbed her hands and glared at him angrily, "If you play tricks on me again, believe it or not, I will strangle you to death?"

"You do it."

Mo Jingchuan fell back and lay flat.

Su Yiren, dead.

Resisting the urge to slap him to death, she threw the clothes hanging on the bed frame at his face and said, "Hurry up and put on your clothes, otherwise I will post your slutty photos on the Internet and let everyone admire your good figure!"

"Why are you so fierce..."

Mo pulled off his veil, looking aggrieved like a bullied wife.

Su Yiren rolled her eyes.

If she had known that this man would have a mental disorder, she would never have said anything about abdominal muscles and tickled his nerves.

But...

her eyes moved slightly from the honey-colored skin. Well, it was still well maintained.

Just like before.

As she was looking at it, she saw that the honey-colored skin was pushed up intentionally or unintentionally, making the abdominal muscles more prominent. Su Yiren's eyes suddenly froze and her pretty face flushed.

Damn, I've been caught, how embarrassing!

A low laugh came from the bed, and Su Yiren's ears turned red.

"If you want to see it, just say so earlier."

Mr. Mo on the bed got the upper hand and said seductively, "Come here, I'll let you touch it, it feels so good."

He promised that it would be no worse than before.

Su Yiren glared at him fiercely, "What are you touching? I touched so many abdominal muscles tonight, what's missing is yours?"

Humph, it's just abdominal muscles.

There are a lot of handsome guys out there who have abdominal muscles!

Mr. Mo succeeded in being emo again.

If he lets her go to that kind of place with bright lights and wine again in the future, he will write the word "mo" backwards!