Chapter 72

Mo Jingyao recovered, but his eyes became more gloomy. He sighed softly, "you lie down, I promise you won't see what you shouldn't see, eh?"

"Sure?"

"Sure and sure."

"Ha ha, Mo Jingyao, it turns out that you can use such network language. It's really fun." Hearing Mo Jingyao's answer, Yu se laughs and finally eases the atmosphere in the room.

Mo Jingyao's thin lips slightly pursed, looking at the woman's smiling face as bright as flowers, his brain hurt a little, he really didn't know how to tame her.

However, everything can not be urgent, all said that the long stream, near the water tower first get the month, as long as he locked her around.

At that time, her whole world is only him a man, he does not believe her still dislike him.

He's only ten years old. He's not old.

She found that the man in front of her did not smile at all. On the contrary, she stood there looking at her with a straight face.

"It's not interesting."

Mo Jingyao's eyes are deeper. Doesn't he understand the taste?

What is interest?

"Lie down and listen."

"All right, but you've agreed not to see what you shouldn't see."

"Well."

The girl lay down.

The long eyelashes blinked.

The girl lying on the bed is like a butterfly perched among the flowers. It seems that she can fly at any time and fly away from his world.

Mo Jingyao suddenly felt that he had to speed up his progress and try to make Yu SEU fall in love with him. Then she would not despise him for being old.

The metaphor is tense.

After all, at this time, she only has a bath towel.

Lying in front of Mo Jingyao in such a posture is really a little flustered.

After watching for a long time, Mo Jingyao finally moved, pulling the sheet on one side and covering the body of the metaphor.

Then the hand reached under the quilt.

"You What are you going to do This sentence has become a catchphrase of metaphor to Mo Jingyao.

At this time, I only felt that the bath towel on my body slipped, and then I slipped from the upper circumference to the waist.

Then, the quilt on her body was pulled from her feet to her stomach by Mo Jingyao.

A large group of them all piled up on her chest and covered her small face.

Metaphorical head hidden in the quilt, listening to the heart thumping wildly, also felt that the man's line of sight fell on the belly between the bath towel and the quilt.

Then, he looked at her stomach and didn't speak for a long time.

Confused, carefully from a group of quilt out of the cerebellar bag melon, "look Are you done? I'm a little cold. "

In fact, the truth is that Mo Jingyao's eyes are a little cold, which makes her teeth tremble.

"Why not Mo Jingyao's face was cold.

At this moment, I don't know if I'm angry with her or with Chen Meishu.

"Wipe Just rub some wine. " It's a small voice.

It is clear that she is the victim, but now in front of Mo Jingyao, it seems that she has done something wrong.

The next second, the man turns and goes.

When he shut the door with a clang, Yu se did not return to his mind.

Er, it's she who was hurt, not him. What's so angry about.

Besides, it's just a little bruise. It's nothing.

She can heal herself.

Thinking of this, she got up and locked the door again, which put out the meditation.

With Mo Jingyao's jade in hand, she can study for half an hour.

She's really sleepy.

Chen Mei Shu Yu Mo and their toss all night, she is really tired.

As a result, in less than half an hour, Simi lay in bed and fell asleep.

On the arm, that piece of jade honestly pastes on the birthmark, the whole body is comfortable, she sleeps very steadily.

Vaguely, I feel cold on my stomach.

She turned over, but the cold touch was still there.

Yu's hand reached out and touched his stomach.

But I felt a hand.

A hand holding a cotton swab, "who?"

"Don't move. I'll leave with the medicine."

"Oh." Yu se opens his eyes and looks at Mo Jingyao in front of him. There is only one message in his mind. He is giving her medicine.

Then she went on sleeping.

As if, let Mo Jingyao give her medicine is a matter of course.

She and he had been lying together in the coffin. In reality, there was more or less. She really didn't take it seriously.

It's over.

A big hand fell on her waist.

He turned over and fell into a familiar embrace. Then, he continued to sleep with an arm.

That sleeping position, tut.Mo Jingyao did not dare to look directly at him.

She rode on him with one leg

She sleeps heavily.

But Mo Jingyao didn't feel sleepy at all.

I can't sleep with one in my arms.

The cell phone lights up.

He picked it up and glanced at it.

"Less ink, bruised, isn't it?"

"A knife."

"Yes."

"The one that needs stitches."

"Yes." Mo a conscientiously reply to Mo Jingyao.

Little grandma just has a little bruise in her stomach, but Mo Shao actually let him scratch Chen Meishu's stomach.

Therefore, in this world, if you offend anyone, you can't offend Mo Shao.

If grandma is finished, she should not offend people.

When Mo thought of this, he thought that Mo Jingyao's order was over. He was about to turn off his mobile phone and put it into action immediately. When he saw the mobile phone on again.

Slide open the screen, Mo Jingyao another text message came.

"Tell the doctor to leave a thread in the suture. Well, keep it longer."

“……” Mo first was speechless, then said: "yes."

This time, he waited and waited. Mo Jingyao finally had no news to send. He got up and drove to the hospital where Chen Meishu's family of four was located.

Black night clothes, coupled with a large black super ink, ink felt that he was the world's number one bodyguard, actually let him do a thing that children can do a little aggrieved.

It's just grievances that I dare not say.

The stomach of Chen Meishu, who fell asleep after infusion of liquid, did not hurt at last.

Is the fragrance of sleep sink, only feel a stomachache, she pressed the light, muddled sat up, "clearly do not hurt, how suddenly again pain?"

Then, as soon as he lowered his head, he called out hysterically, "Jing'an, I have a stomachache. Call the doctor quickly. I'm going to die. I'm really going to die."

It's bleeding. She's bleeding a lot.

She woke up the whole room with such a loud cry.

However, Yu Mo and Yu Yan are both ready to continue to sleep as soon as they turn over, ignoring her at all.

Yu Jingan twisted his eyebrows and looked at Chen Meishu, then jumped directly out of the hospital bed, "how to scratch the cut?"

"I don't know. Call the doctor." Chen Meishu's hand covers the knife edge on her stomach. She is so deep that she vaguely seems to see the intestines inside. Can the intestines be cut open?