Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Not surprised by the warmth of the season: “I can see that someone who can deliberately dismember such a lovely wedding dress doll and then insert a blade and send it from the United States to Haicheng, saying she's not shady, I don't believe it. ”

“What were you just sitting with her talking about? I knew she was here for a purpose. ”

Season Warm glanced at her and laughed: “Who says she's the only one who can look at my bottom? How could I be unprotected if she came prepared? ”

“What did you find out? ”

“Well, nothing. I just thought the diamond ring was really big. ”

“ …… ”

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When the season warms up, the doctor is preparing a drug exchange for Mojing Deep.

Mojing sat deeply in bed, took off his clothes, and Ji warm walked into the door and hesitated, considering whether to go in now or wait for the doctor to leave before going in.

The doctor is standing beside the bed and saying, "Mr. Moore, please turn around. ”

The man didn't move, and he didn't even give a response like he didn't hear.

The doctor repeats: "Mr. Mo, your wound needs to be treated externally every day, so please turn around. ”

He still hasn't moved.

After a pause, the doctor suddenly turned to Season Warm in front of the door, knowing that she was Mr. Mo's wife, just wanted to ask her for help, and Season Warm had come.

The season warmed to the bed, reaching out to reverse the clothes deep in ink, covering only his shoulders and forehead, revealing a scarred back, then gently pushing him around and slowly softening the corners of his shoulders before touching the wounds on his back.

Mo Jing left it to her to look at the woman's calm face.

The doctor glanced at them and was satisfied to come to the medicine, but Mojingdeep turned back quickly.

Seeing this move, Season Warm immediately twisted his eyebrows: “What are you doing? ”

The man looked at her on his side and then reached out to pull her, completely ignoring the wound on his back, warm eyes of the season when his arms were lifted saw a little blood bead seeping out of the suture on the largest part of his back.

“Mo Jing Deep!” Season-warming eyebrows were tighter, just about to hit him, and the man straightened her waist and pulled her onto his leg, forcing her to sit down.

He had just pulled the wound because he had lifted his arm, and now he had his arm around her waist. Seasonal warmth was totally afraid to struggle too hard. The other hand of the man also held her dead in his arms, and he could not move indiscriminately.

His lips were on her crotch, his voice was low and faint: "The medicine will be on later, you go out first. ”

That's what the doctor said.

“Why can't you wait until you get your meds on?” Seasonal warmth still wants to struggle, can't let his wounds have any more problems and delays, but he is too afraid to struggle, and after two moves, he directly presses him into his arms.

She turned to look at him and said, "Ink, you really don't take your health seriously, do you? In case you get a lacerated inflammatory infection at a time, it sounds like it's just a trauma, it's just a small thing, but a mishandling can lead to a systemic infection. In case something happens, do you want to spend the rest of your life in the hospital, or do you want me to spend the rest of my life with you in the hospital? ”

His hands, locked in her body, retracted.

Season Warm was about to get up, and suddenly he lifted his hand and held her back like he had regretted it.

Then the man kissed her in the face, and his ears were filled with a low, faint smile: "So angry? ”

Seasonal warmth really wants to turn a white eye.

I didn't even see the engagement ring that Su Zhi Lan took out, and now I see that his wound is leaking some more blood beads.

“If you take your medicine first, I'll sit next to you. I won't leave, I won't disturb the doctor.” Season Warm saw his still pale face, knowing that he was intentionally trying to keep her here, but still couldn't get back to his ward, he compromised.

The total stalemate lasted less than a minute.

The man let go, she retracted her gaze, got up, sat beside her face and said to the doctor, "Change your meds. ”

The doctor nodded his head and quietly put a thumb up against the season warmth. This Mr. Mo is not a simple figure. None of them doctors dare to speak out. If Mr. Mo doesn't cooperate, they dare not force him to take the medicine. As a result, Mrs. Mo can just say a few words to make him turn around and cooperate.

At the same time, the seasonal warmth is the opportunity to see clearly the wounds on his back. Although the sutures are good, the wounds are too deep, and the wounds in the middle spine are also deep and large. Although surgical sutures are now similar to cosmetic needles, and if Kenshire spends money, they are not expected to leave any scars, but the marks are estimated to take at least a few years to go down.

It was as if Mo Jingdeep was hit by the two men with a sharp gun butt on the back of his hand and the back of his brain with a scene in front of him. He had been wearing a shirt before. Later, when the doctor handled it for him, she didn't have the courage to look at the wound on his back. Now he sees it like a huge piece of blood was instantly dug out in his heart.

It really hurts.

Deep in the ink, sitting in the face of the warmth of the season, she could see the heartache in her eyes and the slightly reddish eyes that were already out of control.

The extra softness in the woman's eyes made the man's mind move, he reached straight into her arms, thin lips on her cheek, no shallow kiss on the cheek, breathing covered her more muscles. Skin, seasonal warmth because there were doctors here, some embarrassing skewed head hiding, and the man's kiss fell directly on her ear, it was her sensitivity point, she risked a ghost, at the time in his arms quietly lifted his hand to push him.

Instead, he ignored the presence of a third person, and the more he kissed her, the more he simply squeezed her chin and kissed her hard on her lips.

The doctor looked at them as he drugged them: "…”

He also dared not look more. He tried to keep his gaze on deep back. After rushing to do the drug change work, he picked up the gauze and bandaged it. Then he went straight out of the ward and didn't dare to interrupt before leaving.

Seasonal warmth was kissed by a man and finally gave up the struggle. The door of the ward was opened and closed. She knew that the doctor had left. Although there was some embarrassment, people had left, and she was too embarrassed to leave now.

She let go of the man's kiss, only frowning in his mouth: "Why didn't you put the medicine on? ”

'Cause I saw you come back and I wanted you to stay. ”His dumb voice clings to her lips.

Ji warmed up and suddenly lifted his hand and pushed the man's arm around her waist. He got up and saw that he had changed his medicine on his back. He quickly took off his clothes and put them back on. One by one, he tied him to a button in a light blue hospital uniform, while clamping his lips: “I still lived here yesterday. I just went out for a walk, bought some stuff, didn't say I'm not staying here tonight, suddenly what am I doing? ”