When Su Yinshuang was unconscious, her mind was actually awake, and she felt completely at ease. She had completely felt who was around her. If it were the strange man who had just sent her to the hospital, she might not have been lying down and resting so peacefully.

When she woke up a little comfortable, she thought of it dizzyly, but found a little drip on her right hand. She remembered that the rain she had been wet for so long was probably a fever, but-

When I fell into a coma, I remembered even more that it was Li Jijie beside her, subconsciously looking at the terrifying oppressive gaze, and pursing my lips slightly. It was him, that's right.

But at this moment, he was leaning against her bed and eyes closed to rest. This was the first time she saw Li Jijie, who was so quiet and unprepared, that he had been by her side like this for a long time?

Listening to the shallow breathing, his eyelashes seemed to be longer than hers, and the beautiful shadows projected under the projection made people look at them twice more.

Su Yinshuang stretched out her hand at some point. When she came to her senses, her fingertips had already touched his lips. The touch was quite soft. It was hard to imagine that such a rogue words would be said as soon as she opened her lips. Suddenly his eyelashes moved slightly, and she shook her hand back in shock!

Unexpectedly, the hand that had just retracted half was suddenly pinched strongly—

Su Yinshuang felt embarrassed as a thief, but she tried her best to maintain a normal expression and looked up at him calmly: "You... sent me to the hospital?"

"Or who do you think it is?" Li Jijie did not let go of her hand, but instead clamped her tightly. He smiled secretly, "Don't tell me, you always thought you fainted near Ning's house, and the one who sent you was Mr. Ning..."

Su Yinshuang was a little uncomfortable with his reaction and quickly interrupted him: "I didn't think that way."

After saying that, she wanted to pull his hand away and hurt her, but she had no strength at all when she recovered from the illness. How could she resist his strength? She glared at him in annoyance, "Li Jijie!"

Li Jijie simply let go and no longer watched her walk to the other side.

Su Yinshuang frowned and touched her wrist that was hurt. She was a patient who had just recovered. He treated her like this, bastard...

Even though he cursed in his heart, his eyes still looked at the direction he left, and he was stunned.

The scene over there was as warm as the spring sunshine. Mo Jieyuan picked up the painting he had painted and went to Li Jijie, lying on his lap and smiling innocently: "Cousin, does the mommy I painted look like?"

The expression seemed to be waiting for praise, and the clear voice was full of expectation.

Li Jijie lowered his eyes and glanced at him, "It's a good painting."

Mo Jieyuan's black pupils rolled down, then pointed softly at the position beside him, "The teacher asked us to draw a family portrait. Can I draw my cousin here?"

After saying that, he stared at Li Jijie with his breath, as if he was afraid that he would say no. The child who looked like he was making a mistake was waiting to be scolded pitifully.

Lin Mao, who was beside him, glanced at him and thought to himself that it was Mrs. Mo’s biological child, and his acting skills were also first-class, so he almost gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

Li Jijie did not object or agree, but in the eyes of others, it was already accusation. Mo Jieyuan excitedly moved his little butt away and lay on the desk and continued painting with relish.
Chapter completed!