C171 Bewildered by ecstasy

Xiao Yan brought Qiao Mo to Yunnan.

In these few days, after Xiao Yan had socialized with him a few times, he was discovered that Qiao Mo often had stomachaches and accompanied him to the hospital. He was unwilling, but Qiao Mo was not at ease. She was afraid that if he got there, she would suffer from a stomachache because his diet was irregular or she was not used to it.

As a result, on the plateau, the one who was sick was herself.

At first, it was a good thing that she only had a slight altitude reaction and didn't have much strength left in her. However, when she reached the foot of the Merry Snow Mountain, she might have caught a cold during the day.

She actually began to have a high fever.

Her cheeks were burning red and her lips were dry. She leaned against the bed and wrapped herself in a thick blanket as she ate the medicine.

He looked listless, like a dehydrated vegetable in a refrigerator.

Xiao Yan brought the medicine over, and while pushing Xiao Yan's hand away, she muttered: "I don't want to drink this medicine, it's so bitter. I want lemon aloe water. "

Xiao Yan held his forehead, facing Qiao Mo's rare act of being spoiled and willful, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He sighed lightly, put down the medicine in his hands and started to teach her like an elder: "Where is the lemon aloe water? How could he reduce his fever if he did not take the medicine? "Be good and drink."

Xiao Yan was older than Qiao Mo by ten years, and at some times, he was indeed an elder in front of Qiao Mo.

"Don't drink, it's too bitter. I will vomit after drinking it. I don't want to drink it... "

Qiao Mo willfully acted like a spoiled child, and wasn't an ordinary person either. When Xiao Yan doted on her, there was no one who could compare to him.

However, when it came to the matter of drinking medicine, his attitude would not change just because he was spoiling her.

"No, I have to drink it."

He frowned and sat down, then resolutely pinched Qiao Mo's nose and drank the black medicine.

Qiao Mo had been used to being coaxed by Xiao Yan recently, and this was the first time she was forced to drink medicine and pinch her nose to drink from him.

The girl choked on her medicine, her eyes red. Her feelings of being spoiled by Xiao Yan rose again, and she had the feeling that something was off.

Actually, Xiao Yan missed her.

When Qiao Mo was too sensible, his heart ached.

Qiao Mo was a little angry at his rude actions. When she became angry, she turned around and covered herself with her blanket, pretending to be asleep.

However, Xiao Yan ignored her and continued to wash the cups.

Then, come back and pack your things, pack your clothes for tomorrow, and recharge your phone camera.

He paid no attention to her free time.

Qiao Mo secretly lifted up a bit of the blanket, her wet black eyes stared outside, looking for Xiao Yan's figure.

He noticed that Duan Ling Tian didn't seem to have any intention of paying attention to him ….

He angrily and heavily turned his body, causing a big commotion as he kept sniffing with his nose.

After a while, she felt a cool towel suddenly covering her forehead.

With her eyes closed, she pulled the towel down and held it in her hand, pretending to be angry and angry.

But then another towel came up and she pulled it off again and again, three or four times. Finally, all the towels in the hotel room came into her hands.

She acted like she was in a temper, playing such a childish game. At the end of it, she was helpless against herself, so she could only bury half her face in the pillow and try her best to restrain herself.

She bit her lips, feeling that her love for Xiao Yan, who had been acting like a spoiled child, was about to recover.

And this feeling of being doted on, being doted upon, being unscrupulously spoiled, and acting like a spoiled child made her feel as if she was addicted to it.

Xiao Yan sat down beside her and whispered into her ear. "Are Mrs. Xiao and Mr. Xiao angry? "So petty?"

She ignored him, burying her face in the pillow.

"Do you want to eat fructose? It's very sweet. Don't you girls love to eat this kind of fructose? "

Qiao Mo pushed the blanket away and sat up, "Xiao Yan, do you take me as a three year old child?"

"Nope." He shook his head seriously, "I treat you as my small rice bucket.

small rice bucket... How did she become a puppy?

"You're the puppy..."

Qiao Mo was so angry that she wanted to push him away, but when she extended her hand out, her wrist was grabbed.

Then he lowered his head and kissed her, pushing a piece of fructose from his mouth with his tongue as he did so.

At first, Qiao Mo was still struggling while overestimating her own strength, but unknowingly, she had become entangled with the flames.

She closed her eyes and fell into his arms, exhausted, with the fruit still in her mouth.

"Do you dare to disobey me in the future?"

He took off his coat and sat under the covers, biting her ear.

"Hmph."

She still refused to lower her head, but her arm subconsciously wrapped tightly around his waist.

She already had a very high fever, and after a while, she didn't have any strength left.

"Does it feel bad?"

He lowered his head and placed his lips lightly on her forehead, feeling around.

His palm touched her burning hot forehead.

Qiao Mo pursed her lips, closed her eyes and leaned into his embrace, weak to the point that she had no strength at all.

"Not bad."

She puffed out her cheeks and said, "You're bullying me, so I'm not feeling well."

He gave a faint smile, saying in a spoiled manner, "Sir, you are not bullying your wife. You are caring for her."

Qiao Mo curled her lips in disapproval, "I still remember your mistakes. In the future, I will slowly calculate with you one by one. "

Xiao Yan embraced her body and lightly pressed her down. Her aura gushed out from her burning face and started to loosen her buttons, causing her aura to become unstable.

"What's wrong? Madame will now calculate with me. "

Qiao Mo pursed her lips, she no longer had the strength to hold onto his neck tightly as she spoke in a low and muffled voice: "This is too much …"

His lips bit hers.

Xiao Yan held onto her slender waist with one hand and threatened in a low voice, "Are you telling me, hm?"

Qiao Mo's breathing was disorderly, she was confused and confused.

"Hey …" "Stop messing around."

Xiao Yan's big palm reached up to Qiao Mo's slender back.

Xiao Yan worried that she might be sick, so he didn't really touch her. He pulled her pajamas tightly and reached out to extinguish the light, causing his surroundings to darken.

The man's slightly cold hands gently caressed her forehead as he embraced her. He softly said, "Quickly go to sleep."

Qiao Mo muttered depressingly, "Hmm, tomorrow morning I still have to wake up early to go see the Sunshine Gold Mountain."

"Sleep."

… ….

In the middle of the night, Qiao Mo vaguely felt that someone was dressing her and then fishing her up from her bed.

"How hot is your wife?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Thirty-nine degrees."

"So high?" Oh no, high fever on the plateau is very dangerous. But it's dark, so you can't drive. It's not safe. "

"How far is the clinic? I'll carry her over. "

"It may take more than half an hour to get there. It's all uphill. Can't you do it by yourself? "

"No problem. Let's go."

Halfway through, Qiao Mo was actually being tossed about by the shockwave and had awoken in a daze.

She could tell that Xiao Yan was talking to their leader's guide, but she felt very tired and couldn't say a word. She could only allow him to wrap her in the down jacket and walk out the door with her on his back.

She slowly opened her heavy eyelids, and opened her drowsy eyes. She saw the short thick black hair behind Xiao Yan's ears, as well as the familiar curve of his neck and the outline of his side face.

There was no light and no moon. The guide was walking in front, a flashlight in his hand, giving off a very faint light.

"Ah Yan?" She called to him very softly, "Where are we going?"

"Take you to the clinic. You're still having a high fever. " He spoke with some difficulty and his breath became unsteady. He supported the slim figure on his back and asked worriedly, "Little Mo, are you cold?"

"Not cold." She shook her head. "How far?"

"Soon, Little Mo, hang on a little longer."

Qiao Mo hugged his neck tightly and exhaled deeply, "Are you tired? "Let me down, I can walk by myself."

"It's alright, your husband isn't tired."

She really didn't have the strength. With a faint "Oh", she closed her eyes again.

His back was not warm.

However, she was extremely greedy.

She suddenly thought of something and started laughing in secret.

Xiao Yan asked: "What are you laughing at?"

"If I don't tell you, you will get angry."

"I'm not angry."

"Alright. "Then I'll tell you."

Qiao Mo brought her lips closer and whispered quietly into his ear: "Um … In 'Legend of the Condor Hero', Huang Rong was injured on Iron Palm Peak. This was also how Guo Qing carried her to find a First Lamp Grandmaster for treatment. "

She smiled foolishly again and kissed his cold ear. "But, Guo Jing is too stupid. I don't like it." Mr. Xiao is still the best. "

He broke out in a cold sweat.

He worried about how long she had been burning. She was so nervous and anxious that she felt like her heart was on fire. She actually had the time to think about these random things.

Qiao Mo's small hand was entangled in front of his neck, trying to reassure him. She consoled him, "Look, Huang Rong's injuries were so serious, and she still wasn't recovered in the end. I'll be fine too, don't worry. "

Qiao Mo's voice was a little hoarse and powerless.

He was startled for a moment before he couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, I still have to bring my wife to see the Sunshine Gold Mountain tomorrow."

Qiao Mo worked hard, and became more clear-headed.

"Exactly. Also, Ah Yan … If I'm fine, you have to promise me one thing. "

"What?" "Tell me about it."

"... Ugh … I... I want to have a baby monkey with you. "

Qiao Mo stared at him with sour eyes. On the bumpy mountain road, she seemed to have forgotten such an unpleasant matter. It seemed that she really could have children with him.

Xiao Yan's back clearly stiffened a bit, and so did the palm supporting her bottom.

Qiao Mo was a little confused from the fever, and she was wearing thick clothes, so she did not feel anything.

She gently shook Xiao Yan's neck, "Ah Yan? Did you hear me? "

Xiao Yan's face that was sunken in the darkness tensed up. However, the waves in his heart were getting stronger and stronger.

The man lowered his head and continued walking forward, spitting out a few words hoarsely.

"Alright. Listen to Mrs. Xiao. "

Qiao Mo, who was on her back, was very happy.

"Then you're not allowed to go back on your word."

She stretched out her finger, tilted her face, and looked at him as she said with a smile, "Then let's pull the hook. It will last for a hundred years. Whoever goes back on their word will be a puppy."

Xiao Yan held onto his neck tightly as they pulled on each other's hooks with much difficulty.

Satisfied, she happily hugged his neck again, her burning forehead still pressed against his ear. It was as if his entire heart was going to melt.

Qiao Mo leaned on his back and curled her lips.

— If only he could have his child.

In a daze, she fell asleep again …