"What do you want to do?" Wang Caichun looked at him vigilantly.

"What can I do, it's hard to move like this now, do you think I can still be a beast." Chu Mubei hooked his lips, seemed to be smiling, and said: "Besides, you also look at your appearance, the woman lying in my arms is much more beautiful and sexy than you, and I can sit still without messing up." ”

Wang Caichun pursed his lips and disagreed: "For people like you who don't know how to appreciate, I'm too lazy to tell you too much, anyway, there are people who understand me and appreciate me, and they will know that I am naturally beautiful, and everyone loves flowers and flowers." ”

Chu Mubei hooked the corners of his mouth, and there was an indescribable irony, "That surnamed Mo knew at a glance that it was impossible to really like you." ”

Wang Caichun was not happy when she heard this, and she asked angrily, "What do you mean that you can't like me at first glance?" Am I that bad? You look down on people less. ”

Chu Mubei said: "I'm not looking down on people, but telling you to recognize the reality. ”

Pig, surnamed Mo is the kind of ambitious man at first glance, such a man does not have the love of a little girl, even if he likes her, it will not be the kind of wholehearted like, and a woman is just an accessory for that kind of man.

Wang Caichun looked at Chu Mubei with wide eyes, and his heart was inexplicably more angry, "Don't worry, I recognize the reality very clearly, it is absolutely impossible to like you anymore!" ”

"You ......" Chu Mubei Qi knotted.

Turning his head away from her.

Wang Caichun couldn't wait, she lay down directly on the other side of the bed, let's do it today, tomorrow when Mother Chu comes, she will find a nurse when she goes home.

She and Chu Mubei have not slept in the same bed, but they both slept separately.

Nothing to sleep again.

After lying down, she kicked Chu Mubei slightly with her foot, Chu Mubei's body leaned to the side, turned his head and glared at her and said, "What are you doing?" ”

Wang Caichun looked at him with a sudden realization: "Ah, I forgot, you had a car accident, you were injured, accidentally." ”

Chu Mubei's head was gorgeously erected with three black lines: "You, a woman, do you want to murder your husband?" ”

Wang Caichun grinned: "I'm sorry, we are already divorced, even if we really kill you, we can only say that we murdered my ex-husband." ”

Then he closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to Chu Mubei.

Chu Mubei didn't speak again.

It was unusually quiet, and after a while, the woman's even breathing sounded, and she had fallen asleep.

Chu Mubei turned his head to look at her, raised his hand and put it in the air, made a gesture of waving, and finally gently placed it on her face.

Feeling the foreign object moving around on his face, Wang Caichun, who was asleep, frowned, and then waved his hand, which just hit Chu Mubei's chest, and at the same time the other leg also straddled Chu Mubei's leg.

Chu Mubei suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, closed his eyes, and muttered in his heart: Fortunately, Lao Tzu was not really injured, otherwise the injury did not cripple him, but he would have been crippled by her.

Wang Caichun had a good night's sleep, and when he woke up the next day, it was already 90 o'clock in the morning, and the nurse made a noise when he entered the room, which made Wang Caichun jealous.

When she opened her eyes, Chu Mubei's voice came from her ears: "Awake?" ”

Wang Caichun turned her head and saw Chu Mubei sitting beside her, she sat up and found that the collar on Chu Mubei's neck had been removed, but the plaster on her leg was still there.

"Is your neck okay?" She asked.

"So soon, you're disappointed." Chu Mubei had a calm face.

"I said yes, you're happy, aren't you?!"