If it wasn't for the strong demands of simian, they might have already flown out of zone Z by this time, and they would have arrived at T City in the high altitude inland.
But Yu se didn't agree. In the end, they could only stay in L City temporarily.
The medicine comes over, the black medicine juice, just look at it and feel bitter.
Mo Jingyao didn't like to drink medicine.
See his tight frown brow, figurative color lip color light hook, "you deserve, not your own toss, drink."
He has to drink if he doesn't want to die.
"Bitter."
The man said, but also pursed lips, as if has not drunk already bitter like.
Yu se looks at Mo Jingyao's lips and says that the man with thin lips is the most tender. However, when she looks at Mo Jingyao, she doesn't know whether he is a sentimental person.
However, judging from the time she and he had experienced, he was not a mean man.
Taking back his thoughts that he suddenly deviated from the subject, he looked at the man who was attached to the body of a small milk dog. He was so much higher than her. If he stood up, tall and straight like a loose tree, he was afraid of suffering at this moment
Shaking his head, "you are not a child, it is easier for a child to take medicine than you."
"I didn't drink Chinese medicine." The more he looked at the Chinese medicine, the more difficult it was to swallow.
"Well, I gave it to you when you were unconscious."
"But when I'm awake, this is the first time to drink, bitter."
"Drink."
"No
Yu se really took the man, and the hand on his back slowly raised it to Mo Jingyao, "there are preserves. Is it OK?"
"That's what you love." Mo Jingyao still protested.
The color of Yu's eyes widened and said, "what do you like to eat for sweet things?" As long as he said it now, she immediately turned around to buy it for him, as long as he didn't lose his temper and took medicine obediently.
Just raise a baby.
Coax him to eat first.
"You will let me eat whatever I like, won't you?" Mo Jingyao looked at the bowl of medicine again and asked wrongly.
"Well." Yu se did not doubt that there was him, and he readily agreed, as long as Mo Jingyao was willing to take the medicine.
Otherwise, her painstaking re operation for him would be in vain.
"No regrets?"
"No regrets." Just eating, she will never regret. Anyway, the money for buying food is also from Mo Jingyao. She just needs to call Mo 1 or Mo 2 to inform her.
What she didn't think of in her mouth was sweet food
As a result, Yu se duding agreed, and he heard Mo Jingyao say with pride, "drink the medicine, I want to eat here." He said, pointing his finger at the direction of the color lip.
If it is not far away, he is not convenient to move, metaphor thought that this man must be on her lips.
"You You asshole. "
"Little color, you promised."
"You..." The metaphor is really speechless. This man is not only an asshole, but also a rogue.
"Little color, I recorded it." Mo Jingyao said and raised the mobile phone in his hand, "do you want to listen? You can't go back. "
Yu se closed her eyes and tried to tell herself that she could never be angry with a patient, otherwise, she would soon become a patient.
When she opened it again, her eyes were clear and she bit her teeth, "OK, I'll let you eat after drinking."
He wanted to be intimate, but he just changed the concept to eat, and then she was agreed by the routine.
"Well, I drink."
Yu se Li code hands the medicine bowl to Mo Jingyao. Mo Jingyao looks at death and drinks all the medicine. When the medicine bowl is handed back to Yu se, he directly says, "you promised me."
As a result, Yu se took the medicine bowl and quickly stepped back two steps. When he got to a safe position, he said with a smile: "I'm sorry. What can you do to me?"
Is he a rascal? She can do the same.
At present, the physical condition of the two people is better than that of a rogue. Mo Jingyao is definitely not as good as her. He even has difficulty getting out of bed and even moving.
Mo Jingyao has a black face.
It was put up by a little woman.
Although it has become a common practice to be bullied by a little woman, I don't think there is any more, but at this moment, a face is still black and charcoal like. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm bitter."
Yu se felt a piece of sugar from his body, peeled off the sugar paper, and handed it to his lips, "it's not bitter to eat sugar."
Then, Yu se began to regret that she was soft hearted. Why did she give him sugar?
As soon as he handed it, he was caught by the man and took it directly into his arms. His lips finally ate her lips and did not suffer any loss.
However, only a moment later, Mo Jingyao separated and snatched the sugar in her hand. "It's not bitter to eat sugar in small color."The color of the lips is really bitter. It is all the medicine juice that Mo Jingyao drinks to relieve her pain. She holds the sugar that Mo Jingyao handed over, sucks it, and immediately it is not bitter.
And then he said, "I only have this candy." When she opened the room, she took a piece of candy from the bar in the lobby. She really only took one piece, so she ate it and he did not have it.
"If you don't suffer, give it to me." But Mo Jingyao didn't care.
"What?" The metaphor didn't respond for a moment.
"If you don't suffer, give me the rest." Mo Jingyao took advantage of the metaphor and didn't react. Instead, he took her to the front of his body, directly clasped her back head, and his lips touched each other. Soon he began to sneak in, and then, kissing, the piece of sugar came to his mouth. It was really sweet.
However, no matter how sweet the sugar is, it can't make him more comfortable than the sweet fragrance.
Fortunately, the man felt the metaphor and did not dare to force the weight of his body into his arms, so he released her in time, and then two people took a big breath together.
Yu se felt his body for a while, but it didn't aggravate any more. He grabbed his mobile phone and ordered in a cold voice: "you sleep. When you wake up, we'll start."
Then, I don't know whether it was the relationship between drinking the medicine and Mo Jingyao soon fell into deep sleep.
Only sleep can nourish his body, which is the reason why metaphor makes him take medicine.
In the medicine, there are ingredients to help sleep.
She doesn't want him to work now, and she doesn't want him to do anything.
Sleep is best.
He went to sleep, and so did she.
However, before going to bed, he still had two hours of exercise as usual. As a result, Mo Jingyao's face was better, and that of metaphor was worse.
As a result, Mo Jingyao wakes up early in the morning. As soon as he opens his eyes, Yu SE's pretty and pale face is in front of him. He feels his body and understands that Yu se has given him some work last night, and his fingertips can't help falling to Yu SE's face