Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 33

In the hospital, in the VIP ward, the boy was stiff and half lying on the hospital bed.

An Ning sat on the head of the bed and lightly poked the bandage on Chi Mo's arm, "Little cutie, you can really bear it. It turns out that you have multiple fractures and you can still fight with me. I really admire it."

Thinking of An Ning taking him directly to the hospital, and forcing him into the VIP ward regardless of his wishes, and putting his limbs in plaster casts regardless of his personal opinion, Chi Mo has completely lost his temper, but he doesn't want to talk much. They all had a sullen face.

While drawing a piggy on the bandage, An Ning urged without fear of death, "Little cutie, I praised you, you should give me a response anyway."

Chi Mo gave her a disgusted look, and turned elsewhere.

An Ning leaned over, lowered her head, pressed her red lips close together, and exhaled ambiguously, "Little cutie, you don't want to talk to me, then I'll give you a loving kiss, huh?"

The two red lips were about to meet, the temperature rose sharply, and the breath was instantly disordered. Chi Mo turned his face away and said sarcastically, "Thank you."

Hearing this, the corners of An Ning's mouth turned up, the corners of his eyes curled up, and he smiled brightly.

Without the expected last step, Chi Mo was visibly relieved, and his tightly pursed lips parted slightly.

An Ning chuckled, her red lips brushed across Chi Mo's cheeks and landed on the young man's lips.

"You're welcome." The sweet breath lingered, and the three words slowly overflowed from the lips of the two of them, echoing in their ears.

Chi Mo: ...

He has never seen such a shameless person before. He hates her so much that he really wants to bury her now!

When An Ning heard this, he immediately felt angry and said, "Did you hear that? He still wants me to die!"

[Cough, host, if you can't bear it a little, you can make a big mess. 】

Frowning, seeing Chi Mo's embarrassment, An Ning suddenly smiled again: Hehe, you want me to die, right? Then I'll let you live or die first.

After making up her mind, An Ning stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around the boy's waist, rested her head on his chest, chuckled softly, and murmured, "Little cutie, so cute..."

The girl pressed on him, the girl's faint body fragrance came from the nostrils, and her bewitching laughter was like a silver bell in his ears. Chi Mo felt that a ball of fire was burning, and his whole body was uncomfortable, and even more uncomfortable.

"Get up!" Chi Mo said coldly.

An Ning turned her head, blinked her eyes, and tapped Chi Mo's lips with her fingertips, "What's wrong, cutie?"

"You're holding me down." Chi Mo stood up.

"Oh." An Ning pressed him firmly, with a smile in his eyes, the tails of his eyes raised, and he said ambiguously, "Little cutie, you don't need to move, I'll do it."

"..." A trace of helplessness flashed across Chi Mo's eyes, and he lay back down again as if discouraged, closed his eyes and rested, and said indifferently, "You are wrong, I don't want to move."

Chi Mo is avoiding her again, how can I put it, she looks like a kitten, very cute.

An Ning smiled to herself, "I remembered, the doctor said, I have to cool you down."

"No, I'm fine." Chi Mo refused without thinking.

An Ning completely ignored Chi Mo's opinion, and wiped his face with a towel half-forced.

Chi Mo wanted to refuse, but his body was burning hot and he was extremely greedy for the slight coolness, until his neck felt cold, but when he saw the girl's hand was about to penetrate his neckline, Chi Mo exclaimed, "No."

"Huh?" An Ning smiled.

"I want to drink water." Chi Mo deeply understood his current situation, fearing that An Ning would not listen, he explained, "Thirsty."

The boy's eyes are picturesque, and the sweat beads on his forehead add a touch of sexiness, which is obviously young but very attractive.

An Ning put down the wet towel and poured a large glass of water for Chi Mo.

Chi Mo gurgled and drank, and the glass of water quickly reached the bottom.

"I'm really thirsty." An Ning returned with a motherly smile, planning to continue wiping his body.

Chi Mo hurriedly stopped and said, "Have another drink."

"Well, drinking more water is good for your health." The corners of An Ning's lips curled up, her smile was a little unpredictable, Chi Mo stopped looking at her, and just drank with her hand.

The second glass of water was drank very slowly, and An Ning's hands were sore, but he kept an extremely patient face, and everything went smoothly.

After Chi Mo finished drinking, An Ning asked with a smile, "Are you still thirsty?"

Chi Mo shook his head, not only was he not thirsty, but also had the urge to go to the bathroom, but now he had to admit that he seemed a little scared of this girl.

It is better not to say more than to say more mistakes.Chi Mo closed his eyes and calmed down.

An Ning gently lifted up the boy's school uniform, held a towel, and stroked it.

Even through the towel, Chi Mo always felt that hand was walking on his back, making every inch of him itchy and hot. He forced himself to sleep, and that strange feeling became more obvious.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Chi Mo stood up, turned over and pressed down, the hand tied with plaster was just across An Ning's neck.

A light flashed in An Ning's eyes, and he said happily, "Little cutie, how does it feel when you press me?"

"You—" Chi Mo wanted to curse, but his lips moved, and he didn't say a word for a long time. Fortunately, he pursed his lips and remained silent, only threatening An Ning with his eyes.

An Ning was not afraid, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Huh?"

Chi Mo paused, his beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and his face showed confusion.

Seeing this, An Ning smiled deeper, and said slowly, "Little cutie, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

The girl's eyes sparkled and her voice was alluring.

"Shut up." Chi Mo's Adam's apple slipped, sweat dripped, and he only said two words in a rage.

An Ning met his eyes with a smile, and lightly stroked the boy's throat with her fingertips, and said with concern, "Little cutie, you are still young, don't hold back if something happens, it's not good for your health."

As he spoke, his hand crossed his chest, and fell down... Pa - Chi Mo endured the risk of another fracture, and stopped her teasing behavior, "Enough!"

An Ning's eyes were filled with amazement, but anger was on his face, and he complained, "Little cutie, you don't know how to be sympathetic, you hurt my little paws to death."

Chi Mo glared at her, his voice tensed, "You are so young, where did you learn this?"

"Seeing you is too tempting, I can learn it by myself without a teacher." An Ning said it as a matter of course, her eyes are bright, and her revealing eyes are not concealed, "As you said, it is instinctive, so there is no need to learn."

"You still said—" Chi Mo was already furious, and had the urge to tear her mouth open.

"Well, then I won't talk about it." An Ning restrained her smile, and said softly, "You settle it yourself, I'll go out and buy you something to eat."

The girl suddenly changed her face. It was so unusual to be so cute and demure. Chi Mo was suspicious and froze, naturally still pressing on the girl.

An Ning tentatively asked, "Otherwise, continue? I'm fine, I'm just afraid of you...cough, it hurts my body and kidneys..."

Before An Ning could finish teasing, Chi Mo had already rolled aside with a gloomy face, his eyes were cold and terrifying, but he was facing the wall.

After regaining her freedom, An Ning leaned against Chi Mo without fear of death, and asked quietly, "Little cutie, are you shy?"

(End of this chapter)