Chapter 602

But he didn't say that. He looked at her with a pair of misty black eyes for a long time. Then he said in a hoarse voice, weak and slow voice, "then you feed me."

Wenyi, "..."

She said lightly, "you let go of my hand. I'll give you water and medicine."

Mo Shichen sat up, half closed his eyes and said weakly, "give me the medicine, and then give me the water. One hand is enough."

Wenyi did not look at him again. "Don't take it for granted. You are holding my hand. I have no reason to take it back."

The man raised his eyelids and looked at her. "Are you still taking the medicine?"

Wenyi, "..."

With a mind of not taking care of the patient, she first handed the medicine to him, and then took the glass. When she handed it back, the man swallowed the medicine without changing his face, then took the water, looked up for a few drinks, and finally put the glass back to the original place.

Wenyi watched him lie back after eating the medicine with his own eyes, and was trying to draw his hand back. As a result,

the man tried in vain, but Wenyi didn't pay attention to it, so he fell on him.

She was stunned and even confused for a few seconds. She was about to get up in a hurry. Unfortunately, Mo Shichen seemed to have expected her movements. Her arms were around her waist, and she could not get up from her own body at all.

"Mo Shichen --"

the man still has a long nasal voice, "cold medicine hypnotizes, accompany me to sleep for a while, I haven't slept all night."

Wenyi really thought the man was naturally funny. "Are you brain burned? Why should I sleep with you? "

He was still in that tone of voice, idle and lazy. "You threw my things away, causing me to get wet and have a fever. Shouldn't you be responsible?"

After struggling for a long time, Wenyi felt that he was sweating. The man still hugged her like no one else. She was so angry that she hit him on the chest with a fist. She could not help but satirize, "I see that your strength is the same as that of a bull. It's not like a person with a high fever and a cold at all."

The man raised his eyes. "Do you touch with another hand?"

Wenyi, "..."

"Mo Shichen, don't be a rascal for me. Let go."

He still ignored, changed a posture to pull her off his body, changed to hug her pillow style, head still buried in her shoulder, voice blurred way, "stop, I suffer."

Wenyi really wants to kill this bastard.

It's easy to say, but it doesn't listen at all. Oil can't burn and salt can't seep in.

She shouldn't be near him at all.

Wenyi was forced to lie beside him, and her ears were full of men's burning breath, which upset her very much. She didn't know what to think of. She was so irascible that she turned her head to look at his closed eyes and sneered coldly, "Mo Shichen, don't play with this bitter meat trick with me. I told you last night that I'm not a teenage girl, deliberately picking me up in the rain The discarded letter plays the role of a loving routine - yes, I, no, it works. "

He was the first day she met him. Don't you know how bad he was?

It's Mo Shichen who picks up letters in the rain. It's only useful when he picks them up. Don't mention picking up useless things. He's too lazy to look at them!

Oh, so it's useful for him to pick them up. After all, now Seems to want to chase her back.

Suddenly, the man on his side turned over and shackled her directly.

Mo Shichen stares down at her. He squints his eyes, and a dumb smile appears in his throat It turns out that you think I'm seducing you by picking up letters and catching a cold. "

The cold person breathed heavily, he had a fever again, the temperature was higher than usual, the breath sprayed on the woman's face, and it was inevitable to get a thin red color. He held her chin with his fingers and said with a low voice and a light smile, "then you go back Is it to say that my seduction has been effective, eh? "

Wenyi didn't look over his face. He didn't look at those deep eyes with smile and meaning. His cold voice was somewhat stiff unconsciously. "When Mo Shiqian asked me to see if you were really sick or absent from work for some reason."

She then turned her head and looked at the man above her angrily. "Have you done enough? Let me go."

Not only did Mo Shichen not let go of her, but her handsome face was lowered and slowly approached, "it seems that it really has some effect..." His voice is wrapped with a smile, which is playful and careless, but it's very secret. It's only sexy and frivolous when it's revealed occasionally, "but I just think You've thrown my things and I've found them in the middle of the night. It's raining and catching cold. I need a little punishment. "

Wenyi only felt that his breath had been taken away by him. He simply met his eyes and said with a sneer, "for example, did you get the last time?"

The man's eyes are pretended to be surprised. It seems that she is surprised how she thinks so, and her voice is especially innocent. If it's not for the smile on his lips that is dyed too wantonly, "I just want to Let you also taste the taste of cold, so think about sleeping together, can you pass it on. "

Wenyi, "..."

She looked at the pretty face close to her, as if she could see the evil and bewitching smile, and her ears were deep and hoarse voice, "but this gesture seemed to remind me There's a faster way. "Say fall, the thin lips of scalding pressed down.

Wenyi was pinched by his fingers on his chin, which made it easy for the man to invade the city. He put the wet and powerful tongue into her mouth, and entwined her tongue to exchange one fluid with another.

Wenyi is going to explode. This man really intends to pass on the cold to her!

Asshole.

This bastard can always be worse than she thought.

However, Wenyi's anger can't help tearing the man who is pressing on him into two parts. She can't resist his weight and strength. Even because he pinched his chin, she can't even control her teeth. He can only let him suck and bite to his heart's content. She can't take the minty taste of toothpaste from her mouth.

When the kiss was over, he finally left her lips, which were slightly red and swollen, and brought out a few extravagant silver threads.

Mo Shichen's fingers rubbed her greasy jaw line like hands, looked down at her eyebrows and eyes, and said gently and slowly, "Mrs. Mo, is it more thorough to exchange body fluids to infect the cold?"

Wenyi was shocked by his skillful deep kiss, and finally raised his eyes again. Looking at his eyes, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "aren't you too ill to get out of bed? Mo Shichen, are you faking it

"You underestimate men too much," he said. His hand poked in from the hem of her skirt, his handsome face was seduced by evil spirit, and his voice was sexy and deadly, deep and dumb. "Mrs. Mo, I found that these professional suits you wear are not soft enough But it's very tricky. "