Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan leaned forward abruptly. Seeing this, Mo Chiwei quickly unfastened his seat belt, hugged Tang Xinyan's head at a critical juncture, and protected her in his arms, but his own shoulder slammed hard.

Tang Xinyan heard a low muffled grunt, it seemed that he suppressed it hard but still accidentally spilled from the throat bone.

"Wei Chi, what are you..." Tang Xinyan's eyes flushed quickly, she lifted her head from his arms, looked at his angular outline, and stroked his handsome face with a small hand, "Where did you hit?"

Mo Chiwei shook his head tightly with thin lips, and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

He opened the car door and got out to see the uncle who fell.

The uncle knocked his knees to the ground, blood drenched. Seeing Mo Chi coming over, he wanted to err on him, but after seeing his indifferent and stern eyes, and the dark and deterrent aura, he swallowed again. go back.

Mo Chiwei called an ambulance, and when the doctor came, he gave the uncle a sum of cash and left the doctor with a business card before returning to the car.

Tang Xinyan originally thought that he would be like other wealthy people, and after leaving the money, he would ignore the uncle, but he did not expect him to handle it so meticulously and properly.

From this point of view, he is a good man with a cold face.

When the car drove to the Fairview Park, Mo Chiwei hugged Tang Xinyan and got off.

Entering the unit door, Tang Xinyan struggled to get out of his arms, "You bumped into it before, so don't you really want to see it in the hospital?"

"It's okay, don't worry."

Seeing his face as usual, she didn't say anything.

Entering the apartment, Tang Xinyan, who had drunk a lot of wine at night, lay down on the sofa.

Wei Mo Chi went to the kitchen to make a bowl of sober soup, and when he brought it to the living room, he found that she was asleep.

Seeing her frowning when she fell asleep, he stretched out his slender fingers and gently stroked her wrinkled eyebrows.

She didn't sleep soundly, and his cool fingertips, she opened her eyes as soon as she touched her eyebrows.

Seeing the handsome face close at hand, she held his finger and said gently, "Chi Wei, you won't hurt me, will you?"

Even if everyone betrayed and hurt her, he wouldn't, right?

Mo Chiwei's dark, narrow eyes, the color became deeper and darker, the jaw line was tight to the extreme, and the **** Adam's apple rolled, "I made a hangover soup with you and got up to drink."

She smirked at him, "You are so kind." She completely forgot that he hadn't answered her question.

He helped her to sit up from the sofa, he sat behind her, leaned her in his arms, put a hand across her neck, and brought the sober soup to her.

Tang Xinyan's mind was muddled, but some memories were very deep.

A silly smile curled up on his lips, "Chi Wei, do you remember the first time you fed me sober tea?"

His perfect chin rested on top of her head, and his voice made a magnetic ‘um’.

"I thought you gave me mystery medicine or something, I was so stupid at that time, a man like you didn't want any kind of woman, why give me that medicine..." He lowered his head and took a sip of the hangover soup he handed to her lips.

"Well, it's so sweet, it's better than last time."

He smiled faintly, "I bought it outside last time, this time I made it myself."

She lifted her head and looked at the deep and delicate face with crooked eyebrows, "This may be the difference between intention and carelessness."

His dark eyes stared at her small and pitiful face, "Drink it as soon as it tastes good, and it won't hurt so much when you get up tomorrow morning."