Although he usually wears glasses, his eyes do not look like he is severely short-sighted. On the contrary, after taking off the glasses, his eyes are even hotter and sharper.

Qiao An subconsciously guessed that her eyes were tired due to being too tired from work recently.

She put down the medicine bottle, sat on the edge of the bed, and opened Mo Kai's WeChat account again.

As if by chance, he sent me a video invitation.

Qiao An panicked for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, wasn't it him who asked her to come up?

The panic passed in an instant, but a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

The next second, Qiao An took off her coat, revealing a shiny silky nightgown, kicked off her slippers and climbed into bed.

All the wet long hair was pulled to one side, exposing one smooth white neck. She coughed twice and cleared her throat...

Everything was ready, Jongjian turned over and lay on the bed, covered the camera above the phone with his fingertips, and clicked to connect.

Mo Kai on the screen has a handsome face and a handsome expression. Behind the glasses on the high bridge of his nose, his eyes are deep and dark, noble and noble.

"Qiao An." he called.

His voice is deep and has a devilish meaning at night.

"Huh?" Qiao An's tone rose, her tone was soft and her voice was charming.

When Mo Kai looked at his cell phone, the other side of the screen was completely black and he couldn't see anything.

"Asleep?"

"Guess..." His voice was lazy and soft.

Mo Kai's eyes were smiling, and he realized that he was playing tricks again.

He was very cooperative and asked: "Is it related to me?"

Qiao An curled her beautiful lips, moved away the fingertips covering the camera, exhaled like a blue breath, "Waiting for you, on your... bed."

Her eyes were sparkling, misty and charming, and she stared at him without shyness. The moment she raised her arm to brush her hair, the other shoulder strap of her nightgown slipped down her shoulder.

Qiao An knows how to inadvertently reveal his or her strengths.

Mo Kai stared straight at her, taking in her frank and bold provocative look. His eyes suddenly became intense, and he couldn't help but recall the scene under the hibiscus tree that night when he buried his head and kissed her beautiful bones.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He calmed down and said, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"It's cold, and the bed is cold." The corners of Qiao An's mouth turned up, with wanton teasing.

Her delicate and soft tone was like a kitten's claws scratching his body, itchy and exciting.

Mo Kai chuckled. How could he not understand her little tricks? But every moment of her deliberateness made him feel the warmth he had not seen for a long time.

He was willing to accompany her and watch her smile. It wasn't until he saw Qiao An's eyelids trembling that Mo Kai realized that it was time for her to rest.

The video cut off, and Mo Kai felt that his heart was wrapped in sweet warmth, and Gao Yi didn't even notice it when he came closer.

"Second Young Master, Miss Rice is already waiting for you outside."

Mo Kai raised his wrist to look at the time, nodded, took off his glasses with long fingers, and walked out.

Rice means light in Danish, and as the name suggests, the sun shines brightly.

He is Mo Kai's old friend.

"Kai, are you okay?" Rice spread out his arms and trotted forward to give Mo Kai a bear hug.

Mo Kai couldn't stand her enthusiasm and patted her on the back to signal her to let go.

Rice curled his lips, "When will this bad habit of not allowing women to touch me be changed?"

Then the conversation changed, "Kai, why did you come here and make me come so far to find you?"

Rice's tone was filled with anger, but the joy of reunion was on his face.

Mo Kai retreated quietly and changed the subject, "Your Chinese is getting better again."

"Originally, I am half-Chinese. Besides, it's not all because of you." Rice's beautiful eyes turned, "Don't interrupt, why didn't you come back after you returned to China this time? You kept delaying the follow-up consultation, and I

If I don’t chase you, will you continue to drag me?”

Rice is not only Mo Kai's friend, but also his most dedicated personal doctor and the youngest ophthalmologist in Boston.

While she was talking, she had already opened the medicine box she carried with her and took out the fundus lens for examination.


Chapter completed!