Chapter 726

As a result, I don't know if it's because saving people is too tired, waiting for metaphor to fall asleep.

I dream all the time when I sleep.

Dream is the woman again and again to jump, and then each time the people hit are different.

Old people, young people, children.

And every time a woman jumps off a building and hits someone, she can meet her.

Then there was a series of rescues.

Let Yu se feel that she owes the same to that woman, so she has to return it again and again.

In my dream, women are jumping off buildings again.

This time, she saw a woman jump from a very high floor with her own eyes. As long as she fell down, it would be two results, either the woman was hurt and bleeding heavily, or the person she hit hurt was bleeding heavily. No matter which one was, it was the same in terms of metaphor.

However, seeing the process of a woman jumping off a building, she found that she still could not accept it. So, she couldn't help but scream.

With this cry, people wake up.

There is a smell of food and medicine in the room. When the room is full, there is a smell of human fireworks, which makes people particularly infatuated.

At least, she is now very infatuated, hope this moment has been frozen here, never change.

"Hungry?" A spoonful of soup came in front of him, and he looked at Mo Jingyao's bony joints. His hands, like works of art, were used to feed her to drink the soup. His heart was very warm.

But still think his hand is more suitable for tapping the keyboard of the notebook, "I'll drink it myself, you're busy with you."

"No way." As a result, the figurative hand was lifted up and forced down by Mo Jingyao's spoon holding hand.

He just wanted to feed her.

The man had to feed him.

All of a sudden, it was mo Jingyao who was ill, and she took care of him.

Now it seems that the opposite is the case. She is ill and he takes care of her.

But a man can take care of her very much.

Suddenly, I feel sick is also very good, some people pet, some people hurt.

The soup is chicken soup, which is delicious and not greasy. You can tell that this man is skimming the oil.

The soup is the meal.

Metaphor secretly glanced at the wall clock. At this time, I didn't know whether it was breakfast or lunch.

"Mo Jingyao, I'll just go out and sit at the table and eat. It's comfortable."

"Lie down." However, Mo Jingyao did not allow her to get up. He did not know whether he was reluctant to move her or to feel the joy of feeding her.

Well, she felt from his expression. He thought it was a pleasure to feed her.

As a result, Mo Jingyao fed the whole meal.

Several times of protest were all invalid.

After finishing the meal, Yu se remembered, "where is your lunch, Mo Jingyao?"

"I'll eat it now, but I'll eat it myself. Remember, when you're well, you'll feed me once." Mo Jingyao took up a bowl of soup and took a sip.

"Are you sure you want me to feed you? Mo Jingyao, you're not a patient. Do you want me to feed you? " How do you feel he's just a child.

He wants her to feed her. Is that nice of him?

Why did he mean to say that, but when she thought about that picture, she felt embarrassed.

"Let's just let you feed." Mo Jingyao nodded and continued to eat lunch.

And Yu se lies on the bed and looks at Mo Jingyao slowly feeding a spoonful of food into his mouth.

Watching Mo Jingyao eat is actually a kind of enjoyment.

Mo Jingyao was the only one who could create an elegant and noble atmosphere.

She likes to look at Mo Jingyao like this.

Sure enough, the eye-catching man is good-looking.

She thought that just lying down and watching Mo Jingyao all day would not be boring.

It took Mo Jingyao half an hour to feed her, but it only took him more than ten minutes to solve the problem.

Seeing that he had finished eating, Yu se said, "my medicine."

"I will."

When Yu se heard "I'm coming", he thought he was going to feed her some medicine. He said, "I'd better drink it myself, or I'll die of bitterness if I drink it one scoop at a time. I don't want you to feed me."

"I don't feed you." Then, listen to the man.

It's a second. It's scary.

Mo Jingyao didn't feed her, he just opened her quilt, then turned her over and let her lie on the bed.

"Mo Jing Yao, what do you want?"

"Guess?" The man's hoarse voice floated into the eardrum like this, it was too tempting and pleasant to hear.

"No guess." The voice of metaphor is also hoarse, and the one who is flustered can't.

Yes, no matter how many times she has faced this man, it does not affect her every panic."Goblin." Mo Jingyao suddenly leaned over and said in her ear.

The man's breath brushed her ear beads and made her feel as if she were a cloud, floating into the air. At the same time, she felt comfortable and at the same time, there was endless panic, which was the fear of falling from the cloud to the mud.

He said she was a leprechaun.

If she is not sure that she has tried her best, this man will not break through her final bottom line. At this moment, she will definitely believe that Mo Jingyao wants to open up and complete a rite of passage with her.

But she is really sure that she has exhausted all the methods that can be found on Du Niang. As a result, every time she comes to the front door, Mo Jingyao has the ability to directly settle down.

She was always worried about whether the man would be ill.

It's still an unspeakable disease.

The word "goblin" is just like the description of soul.

It sounds like she's hooking a man's soul, but how can she think it's a man's soul.

She was no longer determined, and there was only the thump of her heart.

One by one, the sound is like a challenge.

Yu se felt his ears burning, and then the hot feeling began to spread from the ears to all the limbs.

"You're the goblin." Yu se couldn't bear to return.

The man's breath behind his ears was gone.

When the man on his back was doing something, suddenly a strong smell of medicine came and floated into the nose.

She has always been sensitive to drugs.

But this medicine fragrance is definitely not the medicine fragrance that she provided to Mo Jingyao before.

She prescribed her own medicine, and she knew it.

"Ah..." When she felt what medicine it was through the fragrance of medicine, she suddenly felt cold on her waist, which made her scream out in a conditioned reflex.

Mo Jingyao, what is he doing?

Then, when the medicine that the fragrance of the medicine flashed through his mind, the metaphor finally understood why the man had said, "I don't feed you.".

The medicine he brought to her at the moment can't be fed.