Chapter 170

Words down, Mu Beiting frowned and lifted the medicine bowl. Some disgusted looked at the black soup in the bowl.

Finally, under Su Xiangwan's insistent gaze, she took a sip.

A choking smell came to his face. His eyebrows wrinkled and his face was particularly ugly.

"Not good to drink?"

"Yes."

Su Xiangwan thought about it and said, "there are a lot of traditional Chinese medicine in it, such as Cistanche, Morinda officinalis, wolfberry and so on Chinese medicine is generally a little bitter. "

Mu Beiting's eyes gradually become deep, staring at her slowly: "are you sure you want me to drink?"

"Why What Su Xiangwan vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Mu Beiting seemed to smile rather than smile, and said slowly: "this is the strong Yang tonifying kidney."

"What What... " Su Xiangwan was stiff.

Mu Beiting's eyes were stained with a faint smile and said to himself, "in the end, it's still my fault that I didn't feed you."

"Mu Beiting!"

Su Xiangwan stood there, embarrassed and angry.

How can this man's mouth become more and more excessive!

After all, unable to bear the smile in his eyes, she stamped her foot and ran out of the bedroom.

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in the afternoon, Su Xiangwan looked for some antipyretic drugs for him.

After several twists and turns, his fever did not subside until evening.

Mu Beiting leaned on her shoulder, holding her little hand and holding it repeatedly.

Her hands were small, soft and green, like pearls.

Probably because of the small bones, the fingers are long and thin, but they are very fleshy.

The nails are round and smooth, slightly bulging and beautiful in shape.

The color of tomato red in the light is a little orange, he is reluctant to let go, so inch by inch in his hand, how is not enough.

Until the palms of both hands were a little damp, he still had no intention to let go.

Su Xiangwan sat beside him, glanced at him slightly, read in his illness, did not care about him, looked down at the script.

Mu Beiting doesn't care about his work, so he depends on her.

Playing with her little hands, as if playing with some baby.

More than ten minutes later.

"Late, late..."

Sue turned to look at him in the evening.

"Headache." Mu Beiting is a little aggrieved.

Su Xiangwan wanted to take out his hand and touch his forehead, but he still held it and refused to let go.

Helpless, had to put down the script, with another hand to touch.

"It's still a little hot. I'll take some antipyretic later."

Mu Beiting thin lips light pursed, looking at her do not speak.

Su sighed to the evening, "Mu Beiting, you should change your name to Mu two years old."

Su Xiangwan couldn't: "I've been with you all the time..."

"Give me a kiss." Mu Beiting spoke in a low voice, looking a little aggrieved.

Su Xiangwan looked at him and lost his mind. After a few seconds, he said softly, "close your eyes."

Mu Beiting is slightly Zheng, but after returning to his mind, he takes a snapshot to do it.

Su xiangevening slightly close to his handsome face, warm breath scattered on his face, scratching his heart itching.

There was a flicker of cunning in her eyes.

The next moment, someone takes a breath of cold air.

A soft little hand, not polite pull on a man's face, very hard.

After a while, the side of the handsome face was printed with a small red flower. It looked a little cute.

Mu Beiting's anger is not good. I'm still confused when I open my eyes.

Su Xiangwan snorted and said, "what kind of pro do you like? Don't you think you have enough fever?"

Mu Beiting looked at her quietly and did not speak.

He's going to try to hit people a little bit.

Su Xiangwan pushed him aside for a few minutes and said faintly, "I will strictly carry out our agreement in the future, so that you can have a good time