Who wants to learn sewing skills while dating?

Chu Jun always knew that Mo Heng was good at acting, but she didn't expect that he was also a good screenwriter.

When he was pressed on the bed and it happened again, and when he heard the other party constantly questioning who he was looking like and who he was kissing, Chu Jun knew.

This gentleman is jealous.

What you eat is your own.

Chu Jun is not a kind person, so of course he won't explain to Mo Heng.

He has already forgiven me for misunderstanding him once, so if he misunderstands me for the second time, let him misunderstand me.

However, Chu Jun still underestimated Mr. Mo Sanye's ability to act.

The next day, Chu Jun accidentally saw the documents on Mo Heng's desk. Wow!

Each one of them contained his past life, and the things recorded on them were more complete than what Chu Yun remembered.

I don’t know how Mr. Mo Sanye managed to get the connections he made when he was studying in Germany.

But Mr. Mo San was destined to be disappointed.

Young Master Chu was indeed a good boy from beginning to end. Apart from the failed blind date and sneaking back from Germany, he immersed himself in books every day and wanted to be a truly good doctor. How could he have the time to do those trivial things?

So, while Chu Jun may appear to be a playboy, his interpersonal relationships are actually quite simple. Mo Heng's desire to find his "real partner" is simply wishful thinking.

Chu Jun read the information and knew that Mo Heng had not found anything useful, and a subtle sympathy arose in his heart.

In the days that followed, probably because of this unknown "third party", Mo Heng never opened up to Chu Yun about their relationship.

Even though we sleep in the same bed every day, and even kiss and do some intimate things when we have free time, it seems like something is missing.

"There's a dinner party next Saturday. Is Dr. Chu free that day?"

One day before going to bed, Mo Heng suddenly pressed Chu Yun on the bed and asked seriously.

The man's fingers caressed his neck lightly, but Chu Jun had the illusion that he would pinch him if he didn't agree.

Still a mad dog.

Chu Yun noticed something.

He should have thought of this when Mo Heng pointed the gun at him.

Mo Heng once wanted to kill himself, but later gave up for some reason.

He now seemed to want to kill himself again.

Chu Yun knew without a second thought that it had something to do with that imaginary third party.

But so what?

If you want to kill me, come on.

"When I'm free." Chu Jun raised the corner of his mouth and replied.

Mo Heng seemed to have received a satisfactory answer and kissed Dr. Chu on the neck, right on the spot that had just been rubbed red.

Chu Jun has fair skin, and having stayed in the hospital for a long time, he has more or less been infected with the illness from the patients, making him look more fragile.

The more fragile something is, the more it can arouse people's desire for destruction.

Especially since Mo Heng is in an extremely unstable mood right now.

So Chu Jun was in trouble. He had just come back from get off work and was pulled into bed by Mo Heng before he even had time to eat.

"Just eat my food, Doctor Chu." Mo Heng coaxed him like this.

But what are those things? They certainly can’t fill you up.

Chu Jun was so angry that she left deep teeth marks on Mo Heng's shoulder, but in return she got a joyful laugh from Mo Heng.

Mr. Mo San seemed very satisfied with Chu Jun's action of leaving a mark on him. Instead, he kissed Chu Jun tenderly and coaxed him softly, saying that he would send someone to buy Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and other foods so that he could have a good night's rest and it would not affect his work the next day.

Chu Jun now realized that Mo Heng had not been a playboy for the past few years in vain.

Look at how good he is at coaxing people with his mouth!

I wonder how many young girls will flock to surround Young Master Mo!

Chu Jun had tears in her eyes. Her hands were clamped by the person on her, and her legs were pressed tightly. She could not resist and could only enjoy herself.

Mr. Mo Sanye really knows how to serve people.

"Don't leave marks on my neck, they won't go away tomorrow." Chu Jun only reminded him with this.

Mo Heng became excited when he heard that it wouldn't be eliminated tomorrow.

There were many red marks on Chu Yun's neck, and it was impossible to prevent others from misunderstanding whether Dr. Chu had spent the night with someone last night.

The next day, colleagues at the hospital noticed that even though it was already April, Dr. Chu was still wearing a turtleneck sweater to work.

Although her expression remained stoic, a hint of spring appeared in her eyes. It was as if she had cried bitterly the previous night, her eyes red. This made one think of many things.

"Doctor Chu, if you feel unwell, you must ask for leave in time. Your health is the most important thing. There are so many colleagues in the hospital, and everyone can handle the work." A colleague said with concern.

Thinking about the rare two-day sick leave that Dr. Chu took a few days ago, his colleagues thought that he was not fully recovered and was overworked.

Chu Jun cursed the bastard a thousand times in her heart, but she still smiled and thanked him: "I'm not feeling unwell, I'm just a little afraid of the cold, so I'm wearing more clothes. Thank you for your concern."

When he arrived at his office, Chu Jun pulled at his collar twice. He felt very hot but there was nothing he could do. The anger in his heart could not be extinguished.

Especially before getting off work in the afternoon, Chu Jun's anger reached its peak when he saw Mr. Mo San who came for a follow-up visit.

"Doctor Chu." The man politely knocked on the door before entering. He even closed the door gently, looking like a well-educated, polite, and courteous person.

But Chu Jun just looked up at the person who came, and continued to write the medical records of other patients, ignoring the patient's intentions.

The man's eyes fell on Chu Yun's collar. Thinking of the shirt that was thrown in his face this morning, he knew he was in the wrong. He dodged for a moment before looking at Chu Yun again.

"Doctor Chu, I was shot over a month ago and you treated me. Do you remember?"

No one responded.

Seeing that Chu Jun still ignored him, Mo Heng continued, "I'm here for a follow-up check. I don't know what happened recently, maybe because I've been exercising too much, but I feel a little pain in the wound. I'm worried that something might have happened, so I came to the hospital for another check-up."

"It's okay if you don't remember. It was late at night, so maybe Dr. Chu didn't see me clearly. But today in the office, Dr. Chu can see me more clearly."

As soon as Mo Heng finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound and Dr. Chu slammed his pen on the table.

The poor table even shook a few times.

Of course, Mo Heng, who came to apologize, also trembled twice.

Perhaps because he was a henpecked husband, Mo Heng immediately put aside all his thoughts when he saw that Chu Jun was really angry. He moved to stand beside Chu Jun and massaged his back and shoulders.

"Dr. Chu, you've worked hard today. I'm your last patient, and you'll be off work soon."

"Does the wound hurt?"

"Yeah."

"Vigorous exercise?"

“···” On the bed.

"Can't see the face?"

"..." Doctor Chu was indeed crying so hard that he couldn't see clearly. He was not wrong.

"How did you do the strenuous exercise? Master Mo, can you tell me?"

"..." What else can I do? I was too excited in bed last night. Who made Dr. Chu so delicious?

Mo Heng unconsciously savored Chu Yun's taste, and his expression gradually became distorted.

But now is not the time to think about those things. Dr. Chu is obviously angry, and coaxing people is the top priority.

"It's just..." Mo Heng leaned over to Chu Yun's ear and said, "It's a very waist-intensive exercise."

After saying that, Mo Heng secretly kissed the end of Chu Yun's hair, then stood up straight as if nothing had happened.

"Oh? A waist-straining exercise~"

After hearing this, Chu Jun picked up the pen again and wrote something on another medical record while saying, "Then Master Mo should pay attention. If your waist strength is insufficient, you may need to take good care of it."

Mo Heng didn't think anything of what Dr. Chu said, thinking it was just a common medical advice.

"After all, a bad back may affect Mr. Mo's future married life."

Mo Heng's eyes suddenly became dim, and his gaze fell on Chu Yun again.

No man would be too happy if his lover questioned his ability in that area. Mo Heng was no exception.

Mo Heng wrapped his arms around Chu Yun's chest and lifted her onto the table. He placed his hands on either side of Chu Yun, trapping her between himself and the table.