Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

As a result, the man suddenly let go. As soon as she pulled back the quilt, the whole person fell into bed. For a moment, she lay back and turned her eyes sharply, and saw the man's thin lips snapped, as if laughing at her.

She turned a white eye furiously and dragged the quilt directly over her head.

“I just took a pill, wait, someone will deliver the meal later, I will feed you if you don't have the strength, burn like this, you also need to have the most basic physical strength to fight me, you should know what is best for yourself.” The man's voice came out of the quilt.

The season was warm and she didn't talk in the quilt, but she did burn very badly, she didn't sweat in the quilt for half a day, and if she sweated, she probably had a fever.

After a while, it felt like the man sitting beside the bed got up and left the bed, and she slowly dragged the quilt back down, staring at the already dark sky outside the window to make sure that she really slept all day.

At this time, she didn't really have the strength and energy to think about things. Since the flight back to Haicheng had been missed, even if she wanted to go to the airport, she couldn't book the ticket for the day. Besides, she couldn't really get up. She had just been tortured last night in the dark, and now she didn't have to go that far with herself.

After only looking at the sky outside the window for a moment, the season warmth gradually closed its eyes and accidentally fell asleep.

Half an hour later, Mo Jingdeep picked up the dinner from the hotel staff outside, and when he brought it in, he saw the little woman still asleep in bed, curling herself under the quilt as if she was extraordinarily insecure.

In this shrunken position, she was not wearing anything, her instincts were tightly wrapped in the quilt, he held her to the bath before dawn, was supposed to help her put on clothes, as a result she was tired and confused, after putting it in bed, she kept crying and struggling not to touch her again, eventually the whole person wrapped the quilt around the corner of the bed, motionless, cried and fell asleep, saw her poor look, he just did it, did not insist on putting clothes on her.

Although it was intolerable to wake her up now, she had not eaten all day. He had managed to feed her the medicine when she was sleeping during the day. By now, if she had not eaten, those antipyretics would have been enough to make her stomach burn, especially since she had consumed so much strength last night with a fever.

“Sleep after eating.” Mo Jingshen fished people directly out of their quilts.

Seasonal warmth was already sleeping confused, suddenly the man dug it out of the bed, his instincts frowned, his eyes still open, he heard the man's mute voice ask her: “Vegetable cage bag, tofu spoon, vegetable porridge, several kinds of fresh soup vegetables, what do you want to eat? ”

Seasonal warmth opened his eyes and saw the man's face close to him, realizing that he was being held by him, and suddenly wrinkled his reddish face because of the fever. Don't open your head and look at the tray placed on the table not far away and a few things on it.

She closed her eyes and muted her voice: “I want roasted chicken, full Chinese seats, sushi pizza, roasted dumplings, salmon...”

The man listened quietly to her and said, "Eat after fever, now you can only eat light. ”

After listening to the warmth of the season, he lifted the quilt and went to cover his head. He was impatient and said: "Then I won't eat it.” He said he had to turn around and lie down in bed and get out of the arms of a man.

Turns out he's just about to roll into bed, and the man easily pulls her straight back and forces her to sit down in bed: "Don't eat, intend to stay this way after getting up tomorrow morning, even if it's hard to sit up? ”

Seasonal warmth sat up forced by a man like this, and he was angry and said, “I don't have a smell in my mouth, I don't want to eat that light! ”

When the man nodded and wanted to go back to bed to lie down, he directly bent over and covered her still hot lips. The season warmly filled with a spiritual spirit, almost tried his best to push him, but only embarrassed to push the man's lips away a finger distance. Her eyes were flushing ready to theorize with him, and the man lowered his head to kiss her again.

After a few seconds of seasonal warmth, the man held her head in reverse, not shrinking half because of the resistance in her hand, but the deeper the kiss.

The intertwining of her lips and tongues, especially in this very sober state where she is no longer drunk, can easily remind her of last night's scene, but for a moment she only felt numb in the scalp, she pushed the mulberry, and finally, she was forced to stand on her head only to bear the kiss of a man, her fingers had to tighten the man's clothes.

When she was aware of the chaos, the man's hand let go of her back of the head, while putting an end to the kiss, did not continue, only in the moment when the season warmed almost to the point of falling backwards, holding her waist in his arms.

Seasonal warmth has not yet been reflected, and the man has already understated: “Is it still faint? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

“I'll hold you over there. ”

“Deep in ink, I'm naked!” Season warmed the man's hand as he was about to take her out of the duvet, hurrying hard and grasping the duvet.

The man only paused for a moment, got up and put her in the suitcase in the room, took out a loose and relatively well-dressed hoodie, came back to help her put it on her body, the season warm, this let go of the quilt that had been tightening, the man helped her to fasten the buttons of the hoodie one by one, and then held her across.

When held by the dinner table, Ink placed her on the nearest couch and asked, "What do you want to eat? ”

Seasonal warmth did not speak, just glanced at a few things on the table, then looked at the vegetable porridge and tofu spoon.

The man no longer asked, putting the two things she was staring at directly in front of her, was supposed to hand her the tableware, but seeing her leaning on the couch as if she had no bones, holding it directly, raising it with a spoon, and passing it to her mouth: "Open your mouth. ”

Seasonal warming didn't want to cooperate, but she did need strength and couldn't go on like this.

Besides, Mo Jingdeep was a bird last night despite her crying. The behavior of the beast, even serving her to eat now is not too much.

Seasonal warmth then opened his mouth like a little revenge and ate the vegetable porridge, his eyes still looked cold and hated the man in front of him.

If this man sits beside her while waiting for her to eat, his back is also straight, elegant and cold, and his cold-hued shirt crown is clear, the action naturally makes her feel like a little animal he is feeding herself.

Little animal?

Living two lifetimes, this idea caused Seasonal Warm to strike a chill all over his body, lifting his hand and snatching the bowl in his hand. He was not angry and said: “I will eat it myself. ”