"You are disgusting!" Mu Zi immediately vomited half of his mouth.
Unexpectedly, Murong Cheng said: "You are sour, what is delicious, I will give it back to you."
Then he sealed Mu Zi's lips and forced the half of his mouth back into Mu Zi's mouth.
Mu Zi was so disgusted by him, and wanted to vomit, but Murong Cheng's tongue was pressed against it, entangled for a while, and then said: "Eat, or I'll take care of you here."
Mu Zi narrowed his mouth, grievedly chewing the last half of the candied haws...
She feels that her whole person is not good...
As if the half of the candied fruit was poison, even if it had been swallowed, the mouth, throat, and stomach were very uncomfortable.
Murongcheng laughed at her: "What do you do with a bitter face, candied haws are not delicious?"
Mu Zi was very painful: "Dip your saliva!"
"What is disgusting about eating some saliva, don't I eat you often?" Murong Cheng didn't understand.
Mu Zi felt even more disgusting, she couldn't stand him, and said angrily: "Don't say it anymore!"
Murong Cheng hugged her and kissed and coaxed.
They played in the square for a while, and Murong Cheng took her to the Ice Lantern Show.
It was already more than one o'clock in the morning, the ice lanterns along the street were dazzling, and tourists were gradually scarce.
Mu Zi's gaze was attracted by the ice lanterns of different shapes, and she felt that she was ingenious and wonderful.
The galloping ice and snow horses, the flat peach trees with ice branches and snow fruits, and the small bridges and flowing water carved by ice... Being among them, it is like walking in a fairyland.
It's just that this wonderland is too cold.
Mu Zi strolled around for a while, a little tired, and unconsciously leaned on Murong Cheng.
Murong Cheng looked down at her, her thick eyelashes drooping slightly, the glorious light of the ice lamp greeted her eyes, her eyes were full of radiance, and her small face was red, which was really cute.
"Sleepy?" He closed her neckline, "Go back to sleep in the car."
Mu Zi felt his footsteps fluttering, and he stepped on it for a while. She followed Murongcheng back into the car, and as soon as she touched the back seat, she closed her eyes and leaned in, and could not get up again.
There was heating in the car, and Murong Cheng took off her coat for Mu Zi, and when she touched her face was hot, only then did she realize something was wrong.
"Zi Zi?" Murong Cheng called to her, "Did you have a fever?"
Mu Zi was confused, unable to open his eyes, "Maybe..."
Murong Cheng was a little flustered.
She was too nervous, so even a little hurt and pain would make him feel anxious.
"Go to the hospital." Murong Cheng said to the driver in front.
He sat in the back seat and hugged Mu Zi tightly. He blamed himself. He shouldn’t be taking Mu Zi to go crazy in the snow today. He must have been sweating at that time and then caught a cold. It’s easy to catch a cold when it is cold and hot. fever.
From time to time, he used his hand to test the temperature of Mu Zi's forehead, but the more he tried, the more he felt lost, and finally he could only urge the driver to hurry up.
In the early hours of the morning, the road was smooth and they arrived at the hospital soon.
The doctor said that there was nothing wrong with Mu Zi, and he prescribed anti-fever medicines. He said that he did not need to take the medicine and he went home to cook cola and **** soup.
Murong Cheng returned to the car with Mu Zi, and asked in her ear, "Zi Zi, the doctor said it's not serious. You can drink it without taking medicine and make **** soup."
Mu Zi's head was dizzy, and he replied, "It's better to take medicine. At this time, where can I find ginger..."
At this time, the 24-hour convenience store is still open, and the vegetable market and supermarket are closed, unless they immediately return to Qingjiang City, where Murong Cheng’s forces are everywhere, and they can do whatever they want.
Murong Cheng sighed and touched her head pitifully, without speaking.
Mu Zi leaned in his arms and fell asleep in a daze...