Chapter 1713: Zhan mo stood by her bed and took off his clothes
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I can eat the crickets myself. ruan Mengmeng retracted her neck, not accepting Zhan Mo’s feeding.
Fortunately, Mr. Winston would bring her delicious food every day, so she did not really starve for two weeks.
If not, she would have opened her mouth without any backbone and let Zhan mo feed her.
Ruan Mengmeng’s action of shrinking back was originally because she was not used to being protected so intimately by a man who she thought was her ‘enemy’.
But in Zhan Mo’s eyes, it had a different meaning.
Her quivering almond -shaped eyes, her pale face, and the stubbornness of her biting her lower lip all gathered into her fear and resistance.
Looking at this little woman, Zhan Mots dark eyes sank.
Her resistance and defense against him was really deep.
If it was anyone else who had been starved for two weeks, even if they knew that the porridge was poisonous, they would probably wolf it down and drink it without a care.
However, ruan Mengmeng urged her to face the temptation of food. Even though her stomach was rumbling with hunger, she could only bite her lower lip and refuse to accept his good intentions.
To be able to resist such a huge ‘temptation’. .. It seemed that in her heart, he, Zhan mo, Butler Wang, Zhou Jiaojiao and the rest were no different.
Just thinking about this made a place in her heart become emptier and emptier, and some emotions flashed by so quickly that she couldn’t grasp them. Zhan Mo’s eyes darkened. He said, “Your hand is injured,”
I’ve said just now that my subordinates did not do their job well. I’ll take responsibility for Yingluo before you recover. The man said coldly, using this as an excuse.
Ruan Mengmeng lowered her head and looked at her bandaged left hand. Suddenly, she felt that Zhan Mo’s tone was strangely familiar.
He seemed to have heard someone say this before.
However, she wasn’t left-handed. Even if her left hand was injured, she could still use her right hand to hold the spoon.
However, Zhan mo obviously did not want to do as she wished, and did not care if she had a right hand to use.
After he said this, he suddenly put down the porcelain bowl in his left hand.
The man’s broad left hand suddenly covered ruan Mengmeng’s small face, and his slender fingers pinched her chin.
“Yingluo, open your mouth.” Zhan Mo’s eyes were deep and emotionless. There was no room for negotiation in his cold eyes.
Ruan Mengmeng’s little face was forced to lift up slightly. He used some force and her little mouth was pinched open.
Just like that, the spoon with the porridge was sent into her mouth.
Ruan Mengmeng, who had just had a sumptuous meal not long ago, was instantly rendered speechless.
After feeding him a spoonful, Zhan Mo’s cold eyes had a hint of warmth.
He scooped another spoonful of porridge into the bowl and blew on it to cool it down. Then, he reached out to ruan Mengmeng’s face again.
“Wait, wait a minute, Yingluo, don’t pinch my face. I’ll eat it myself.”
Ruan Mengmeng glanced at Zhan Mo’s left thumb, which seemed to have been covered with some white concealer.
She was afraid that Zhan mo would see through her makeup and did not like the way he pinched her jaw to feed her. Thus, ruan Mengmeng could only ‘surrender’.
The petite woman sitting on the bed was eating her food obediently with puffed cheeks.
Without any reason, Zhan MO’s mood was better than ever.
Feeling full, ruan Mengmeng forced herself to finish the bowl of plain porridge without any salt or taste.
Finally, when the servants brought the empty plates out, they could finally heave a sigh of relief.
When he looked up, he saw Zhan mo, who was acting normally just a moment ago, standing by the bed and taking off his clothes.
you!!! What do you want!!! ! Stop!!! ruan Mengmeng was so shocked that her jaw almost fell off.
War desert!
He was crazy.
Was he really not a beast?
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