"Don't... don't..." The girl in her sleep suddenly screamed.
Mo Jingyao frowned slightly and patted her back with his big palm, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay."
"Dad, I don't want to marry a dead man, can you please don't let me marry him?" But he never thought that the more Mo Jingyao coaxed him, the more Yu Se would cry in his sleep.
And Yu Se's crying words made Mo Jingyao's face darken instantly.
I instantly understood what Yu Se was dreaming about.
The arms are slightly closed.
Hug Yuse tighter.
"Xiao Se...Xiao Se..."
"No...it's so dark..."
"Xiao Se..." Mo Jingyao whispered several times in succession, but Yu Se was still immersed in the nightmare and could not wake up.
Mo Jingyao's eyes darkened slightly, and then his handsome face tilted slightly, and he sealed Yu Se's lips in an instant.
After a gentle touch, suddenly drive straight in.
Yu Se's nightmare screams one after another finally disappeared.
Then, the girl's salty tears quietly fell into her lips, making Mo Jingyao feel heartbroken.
She cried while dreaming.
Come to think of it, the way he looked in his shroud must have frightened her.
As Yu Se cried, she felt that the coldness in her dream was gone.
Instead it was bursts of boiling heat.
She was so hot that she gradually warmed up her body, and then she just wanted to get closer to the source of warmth.
"Xiao Se, now is the wedding day, okay?" On that day, he couldn't move, but on this day, he was very awake.
That day, she saved him. She was his heaven. On this day, he was her heaven. He wanted to hold up a sky for her.
Hearing the word 'bridal chamber', Yu Se slowly opened his eyes, and then faced the man's enlarged handsome face.
Also, he never tires of playing the kissing game.
Every time I kiss, I feel addicted and can't stop.
Squinting his eyes slightly, Yu Se finally woke up, and then, without thinking about anything, he said in a nonchalant manner: "Mo Jingyao, are you sure you can do it?" He was injured, so it was impossible for him to do it.
The girl's muffled voice just escaped from the two people's combined lips.
Mo Jingyao felt an evil fire rising rapidly in his body.
Immediately, the figure moved together, and Yu Se's back slightly turned sideways and fell on the bed sheet.
lip.
hand.
All all.
It started to explode at this moment.
By the time Yu Se reacted, it was already too late.
It's too late for anything.
No matter how she begged him, he refused to let her go.
Although the sunlight was blocked by dark curtains, it did not affect their ability to see each other at all.
It's as if the smooth flow of water washes away two hearts that have been lonely for a long time bit by bit.
Yes, Yu Se has always been lonely.
Yes, Mo Jingyao has always been lonely.
Fortunately, they met each other and were no longer alone.
However, the metaphor at this moment was that he wanted to bite off a piece of Mo Jingyao's flesh.
He is injured.
However, no matter how many times she begged, he just refused to let her go.
When the rushing waterfall suddenly falls into the deep pool, the water in the pool is slow and quiet.
Beside him, there was the sound of Mo Jingyao's heavy breathing.
Yu Se had curled up like a kitten, "Mo Jingyao, do you want to die?"
"If you want it, give it." The man's dark eyes narrowed slightly as he lay beside Yu Se, his voice already hoarse.
A life-threatening feeling.
He seemed liberated.
But in fact, only he himself knows how uncomfortable it is.
After hearing his words, Mo Jingyao, who was still as excited as a kitten, sat up and placed his small hand on Mo Jingyao's forehead, "I don't have a fever, it's normal, but I have to do such a life-threatening thing.
, Mo Jingyao, don’t think about your ribs."
As she spoke, she moved her little hand down to feel the injuries on his body.
The originally broken ribs had already healed seven to eight points after one day of medication and her acupuncture. As long as he was given two more days to consolidate, he would be able to move freely. As a result, he had to start all over again after the trouble he just made.
.
The metaphor really makes me want to cry without tears.
"If it's not good, it's not good." Mo Jingyao still closed his eyes slightly.
But the more this happens, the more you can feel Yu Se's little hand.
Move slowly.
It's simply a life-threatening rhythm.
It was clear that there had been a storm just now, but at this moment, it was beginning to stir again.
"Well, you really don't want to get better? By the time your bone injury is at its root, I guarantee you will cry every time it rains and cloudy. But it will be useless for you to cry then. It will definitely hurt so much that you want to die.
have."
"Well, if it's not good, it's not good." Mo Jingyao didn't know how much he heard, but he only knew that he really didn't want to get better at this moment.
He likes it that Yu Se is with him when he is sick, and she takes care of him 24 hours a day.
Otherwise, once the illness is cured, I am afraid that I will never receive this treatment again.
It means wanting to bite someone.
This man really wanted to be bitten. She wanted to cure him wholeheartedly, but he didn't care about it. She gave in.
Moving her hand away from his abdomen, Yu Se turned around and got out of bed, took her bag, opened it, and placed it beside the bed.
"Mo Jingyao, lie down."
"Yes." The man stretched his body and lay down, waiting for Yu Se to give him acupuncture.
Yu Se rolled her eyes at Mo Jingyao and said, "Mo Jingyao, I must have owed you something in my previous life, so I have been bullied by you in this life. Also, if I am bullied by you, I still have to deal with the consequences for you."
While muttering, he injected the needle.
Stitch after stitch.
However, the needle drop this time was completely different from the previous two.
deep.
The piercing was a little deeper than before.
Naturally, every time a needle is inserted, it hurts a lot more than before.
However, Yu Se was not nervous at all, and it was not her who was in pain anyway.
The one who hurt was Mo Jingyao.
But he deserves to be hurt.
Who made him refuse to let her go just now?
When she thought of every move he had just made, her face turned red.
After dozens of needles fell, Yu Se slowly straightened up and sat down.
Looking at the dense silver needles on Mo Jingyao's body, he clapped his hands and asked, "Mo Jingyao, does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Mo Jingyao was sweating slightly on his forehead. In fact, the pain was already extreme.
Yes, the needle drop was really painful this time.
But he is a man, so he can't feel pain.
Don't let Yu Se worry about him.
As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Yu Se said, "Does it really not hurt? Is it because I dropped the needle shallowly? Then I'll deepen it a little more." As Yu Se said that, he dropped his little hand.
Gently turn the tail of the fallen silver needle one by one, deepening the needle one by one.
In just ten seconds, she had already turned several needles.
The sweat on Mo Jingyao's forehead became more intense, and then he said suspiciously: "The needle you dropped, is it normal to hurt?"
Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked that question, nor would she have played with the dropped silver needle again.
"Yes, it's okay if it hurts, but it's okay if it doesn't hurt."
"It hurts." The last word of the metaphor fell, and Mo Jingyao responded with the word "pain".
Only then did Yu Se stop, and looked at Mo Jingyao with a slight smile, "Mr. Mo, tell me, do you feel ecstasy now?"