Is this woman a dog?
Mo Beichen did not struggle, just let her bite, the neck is painful, but he did not say a word, no more than this moment also feel satisfied.
Su Yueru bite enough, will face buried in his arms, a share of indescribable fatigue diffuse on the heart.
After a while, Su Yueru took a step back.
"Rouge, rouge Prepare hot water. "
Then he went to pick Mo Beichen's clothes.
Mo North Chen low of smile, embrace a person in the bosom, lean in her ear to say.
"In such a hurry?"
"Don't make trouble. Change your clothes and wash them. I may have a plague on me. You should take a hot bath first. I'll have someone burn this clothes and drink a bowl of medicine later."
Su Yueru said, the expression is very serious to pick his clothes, Mo Beichen also cooperate, suddenly seize her wrist.
"Have you got a fever?"
Su Yueru was stunned for a moment. She put her hand on her forehead and found that her temperature was normal.
"What's wrong with that?"
Su Yueru thinks about it. When everyone is infected by the plague, she and rouge are surprisingly OK.
But at the moment or subconsciously shook his head.
Mo Beichen low of smile, embrace her back waist to the bosom tightly a press.
"Even if you are infected with the plague at the moment, I am not afraid."
Su Yueru was stunned. She felt a sense of unspeakable flavor in her heart. She reached out and stroked the man's face. After a few days of separation, he became thinner. She didn't know how Mo Beichen came out of Qianji Pavilion. She didn't know what he had exchanged with Qianji Pavilion. She was just in a panic.
Su Yueru just doesn't let him have the chance to be a good boy. She pushes his chest open and pulls out a dagger from his waist. Then she stabs Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen just pauses, slightly opens his body, raises his hand and pats her arm. Su Yueru leans forward, then turns around. His backhand is a punch, which goes straight to Mo Beichen's face. Mo Beichen quickly leans back to his waist, and the style of the fist is close to his cheek. Su Yueru is cruel and punches him in the stomach. Mo Beichen gets hurt For a moment, she showed a sad expression and wanted to raise her hand to surrender, but Su Yueru didn't give him that chance. Holding a dagger, she jumped up again.
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, we have something to say..."
"Let's talk about your trip first!"
"This..."
Mo Beichen hesitates. Su Yueru has already grasped the dagger and stabbed it again. Mo Beichen grabs her wrist and fiercely clasps her backhand.
Su Yueru snorted coldly, and her wrist loosened. The hand that was holding the dagger loosened, and her left hand took it. The dagger had already fallen into her left hand.
Shengsheng turns around. If Mo Beichen still holds her hand at the moment, her right hand will be useless.
It is this hesitation that Mo Beichen's body reacts faster than his body. At the moment of releasing his hand, Su Yueru has rushed up. Mo Beichen has nowhere to hide. Behind him is the wall. Against the wall, he can only turn sideways. The sharp end of the dagger is close to his eyes.
"Ding!" He stabbed the wall with a loud noise.
Su Yueru this just stopped, but still pressing Mo Beichen, a pair of Queen like appearance, looking at Mo Beichen.
"Talk about it."
Mo Beichen relaxed tone, then bitter smile, have a strong wife, is this is not good.
"That is to send Herr to experience."
"Fart! I'll believe your bullshit? "
"I should have kept you away from Jinyao for a long time. I've learned from her to fart and shut up. You're the mother of a country. If you leave this to the children..."
"Ouch..."
Mo Beichen's words haven't finished, Su Yueru exclaimed, suddenly let Mo Beichen go.
"Zhe'er My zhe'er I'll settle with you later! "
Staring at Mo Beichen one eye, Su Yueru hurriedly runs out, but bumps into Rouge who happens to carry a bucket of hot water into the door.
"Where's zhe'er?"
"The fever of the little prince has subsided. Mr. Wei is taking care of him."
Su Yueru was relieved.
Turn head to see one eye, a face innocent Mo Beichen.
"I'll see zhe'er."
The look in his eyes clearly said "hurry and follow me.".
Mo Beichen touched to touch nose, a face of can't do anything, just that look in the eyes full of doting.
Rouge lowered her eyebrows and smirked back out.
Mo Beichen strode over, stretched out his hand to take people into his arms, and went out.
Su Yueru didn't struggle, and now there was no one in the Jiaofang hall, so she would not be seen by others.
"I'm going to point out rouge to Manli. Rouge has been with me for such a long time. You can't be inferior in status. Otherwise, you'd better recognize yourself as a dry sister and give her the title of princess. After this time, you'll get married with her."Su Yueru lowered her eyebrows and said.
Mo Beichen low of should a, seem to have a mind.
Su Yueru did not speak any more, so they walked through the corridor.
In the twinkling of an eye, he came to the palace where zhe'er was lying.
Su Yueru takes two steps quickly, and is suddenly caught by Mo Beichen.
"Do you have something to say to me?"
Mo Beichen was silent for a while and nodded. His expression was not as serious as usual.
"No matter what I do, as long as you know, I am for you, for zhe'er, for our future..."
Su Yueru didn't speak. She just looked at the pupil of the man. She seemed to want to see something in his eyes. Except for sincerity, she didn't see anything, even a little flustered.
But, you don't tell me anything, just let me guess Mo Beichen, Mo Beichen How can I believe it.
"Well, go in."
Su Yueru turns around and goes in. She stealthily takes off Mo Beichen's hand.
Mo Beichen looked at his empty hand, immediately felt that the whole heart was empty.
Wei Changqing gives zhe'er another shot. He is cleaning his hands at the moment. He doesn't salute them either. He just glances at Mo Beichen behind Su Yueru.
It's very fast.
"It's all right. I've already prescribed the prescription. I'll send the medicine to the partial hospital soon."
"I'll see zhe'er."
Su Yueru glanced at them and went inside.
Before zhe'er woke up, Su Yueru sat on the edge of the bed and stroked his forehead.
Fortunately, it's stable.
Mo Beichen and Wei Changqing look at each other, and they turn around and go out.
Along the corridor.
Wei Changqing closed his sleeves, raised his eyes and said.
"Solved?"
"That old fox, how can you believe me so easily."
"What he needs is a test object. Do you believe that you have left the shepherd to him?"
"Oh If I'm not that man's son, I'm afraid he wants me most. "
Wei Changqing shook his head with a low smile and said.