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What's that called him?

At the time when Muqiqi's face was at a loss, the man's deep voice rang out.

"Call me Mo yanjue, or... Or..." the voice of this half sentence is still relatively cold, and the latter half directly asks with a jest, "or yanjue."

Mu Qiqi was shocked.

Yanjue?

Oh, my God, goose bumps are all over the floor.

This man is taking the wrong medicine today, otherwise, how could he be so abnormal.

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Mo yanjue couldn't force her. Diameter went out to pour water for her.

Sitting on the bed for a long time, can't you relax? Shouldn't yanjue be muxueer's exclusive?

"Here you are

Mu Qiqi is still struggling with this problem. Mo yanjue brings the water to her. Wolfberry and American ginseng are specially soaked in the water to let her replenish qi and blood.

Seeing the red and white interwoven in the cup, Muqiqi suddenly burst into tears.

She is not a girl who loves to cry, but she can't help it at this moment.

It seems to be true that people's feelings are the weakest when they are ill.

Fingertips tremble, she tried to control their emotions, took over the water cup in the hand of Mo yanjue.

Not in a hurry to drink, so holding in the palm of the hand, has been holding.

She didn't look up until the water cooled down a little bit and said thank you gently.

Deep eyes with a little heartache, open mouth, but a word of comfort also can not say.

A person who doesn't know how to express his emotions is not a person who doesn't know how to comfort him.

Just then the doorbell rang.

The corners of his mouth wriggled, and he signaled, "maybe the delivery man is coming. I'll open the door."

Mu Qiqi gently nodded, after Mo Yan Jue came out of the room, he secretly wiped the corners of his eyes.

Then he raised his head and poured a large glass of water into his stomach, gathered his dishevelled hair, and lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Although there is no appetite, but people have been kind to order, she does not eat is not good, and she does not like waste.

When she came out of the room, she saw Mo yanjue placing the lunch box on the tea table.

Mo Yan Jue hears the voice to turn back, saw standing at the door, pale face of her.

Just now, in the dim light of the room, he could not see clearly. Under the brilliant crystal lamp in the living room, he found that the woman's face was extremely poor.

She's not going to eat like this?

"Sit down there I don't know where the anger comes from. Mo yanjue is very angry.

Mu Qiqi stepped on the soft slippers and slowly sat down in the sofa. He looked at Mo yanjue with a dazed expression. He helped her take off the cover of each lunch box and handed the chopsticks to her hand.

"Eat fast, eat more to be good and fast, come here to accompany little star to play, not to let you recuperate!"

I want to have a better attitude before I open my mouth. When I open my mouth, I change my taste.

"Well, I know." Light should a, she began to bury herself in eating.

Three dishes and one soup are all for her. It seems that there is a little too much for her, not to mention when she is sick and uncomfortable, even when she is normal. Fortunately, what Mo yanjue gave her was light.

"You can have some, too. I can't eat so much by myself." Reluctant to waste, Mu Qiqi said with kindness.

Mo yanjue sat opposite her, her deep eyes were still on her face, and half a voice opened his mouth: "have you always been so weak?"

Muqi Qijia vegetable hand slightly a shake, vegetables fell into the bowl.

Qingming's eyes were flattered and looked at the person in front of him, and could not speak for a long time.

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