Paranoid Master Mo pampered

Yun Chuyao cooked a medicated sweet porridge for a long time.

Because she added some medicinal ingredients, she was worried that Mo Yelan would not be able to accept the taste, so she tried a way to reconcile the taste reasonably, and it tasted almost the same as ordinary sweet porridge.

After turning off the fire and drying the sweet porridge to warm, Yun Chuyao filled a small white porcelain bowl, carried it upstairs, and entered Mo Yelan's bedroom again.

After taking antipyretics and falling asleep, he sweated profusely, and his forehead was even brighter.

Yun Chuyao wiped his sweat with a towel, her movements were extremely gentle.

She touched his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. The antipyretics worked, and he wasn't so hot anymore.

The hanging heart sank a little, Yun Chuyao shook Mo Yelan's shoulder lightly, and shouted in his ear a few times: "Alan..."

The man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"The sweet porridge has been cooked, and the temperature is just right. You can eat a little before going to sleep, otherwise your stomach will be empty and you will feel uncomfortable at night." Yun Chuyao said in a very soft voice.

Mo Yelan hadn't fully woken up yet. He was weak and confused, and became very obedient and obedient. He nodded and struggled to sit up from the bed.

Yun Chuyao stepped forward to help him, and also thoughtfully put a pillow behind his waist, making it more comfortable for him to lean on.

During the process, she was in a half-embracing posture, and the hair that fell down fluttered with her movements, brushing against Mo Yelan's face, a little itchy.

The man gradually came back to his senses, took a closer look, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a small piece of the girl's chest. He turned away quickly, but two blushes appeared uncontrollably on his sickly pale cheeks.

Clearly feeling the heat on her face, Mo Yelan knew it well, she must be blushing!

Can't be noticed by Yaoyao!
Master Mo hurriedly pretended to have a sore throat and coughed a few times, so that he could reasonably explain why he blushed.

Because of his illness, there was a little more brilliance in his cloudy eyes, as if he was caught by his own wit.

Hearing his cough, Yun Chuyao frowned worriedly, "Why don't you drink some water first to moisten your throat?"

While speaking, she also pressed her little hand on his chest to help him calm down.

"No...no need." Mo Yelan felt guilty, not daring to look into her eyes, "I'll just have porridge."

Yun Chuyao didn't have the time to think too much, and followed Mo Yelan's wishes, "Then have porridge."

Holding the bowl, she approached the man and wanted to feed him the porridge herself.

Mo Yelan seemed flattered, his eyes flashed, he opened his mouth obediently, and swallowed the spoonful of porridge that the girl handed to his lips.

Sweet and soft, delicious.

"How does it taste?" Yun Chuyao asked casually, filled another spoonful of porridge, and fed it to Mo Yelan.

"It's very sweet and delicious." Mo Yelan responded softly, her voice still a little hoarse.

But I don't know if it was because of eating a few spoonfuls of porridge, but he felt a coolness left in his throat, a very comfortable feeling, and his throat didn't hurt so much anymore.

"Since you think it's delicious, you should eat up this bowl of porridge!"

Yun Chuyao focused on Mo Yelan's black eyes, and smiled, her red lips were slightly raised, like a cat, delicate and cute.

Her eyes were extremely beautiful, as bright as stars, crystal clear, and when they were slightly bent, they were filled with a smile.

Mo Yelan's heart moved slightly, and her deep eyes became dim.

He didn't speak, just nodded, and let Yun Chuyao feed spoonful after spoonful of sweet porridge into his mouth.

Every mouthful of porridge slipped down his throat, leaving a bit of coolness. After finishing a bowl of porridge, Mo Yelan obviously felt that his throat was much more comfortable, and the tearing pain had basically disappeared.

When the porridge bowl bottomed out, Yun Chuyao curled her lips contentedly.

"It's so cute!"

She smiled at Mo Yelan again, praised him, and stroked his fluffy hair with her hands.

For her actions like this, Mo Yelan was speechless for a moment. She always felt that he was regarded as a big obedient dog by her. If he brushed his fur, he would become more obedient and obedient.

"Okay, you can continue to sleep." After tidying up the porridge bowl and spoon, Yun Chuyao said to Mo Yelan.

The man sat leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes fell on her without blinking, and he didn't move.

It is estimated that after taking the medicine and taking a nap, his physical strength has recovered a lot, and he is not very sleepy now.

His handsome facial features also regained some brilliance, and his dark eyes also glowed with moisture.

"Why don't you lie down obediently?" Yun Chuyao frowned slightly, and directly ordered: "Lie down and sleep quickly, and sleep well, so that you can be alive and kicking tomorrow."

"I still have one thing to do, so I can't sleep."

Mo Yelan spoke as a matter of course, and he hooked the corners of his lips, his smile was a little warm, but also a little... evil.

A sick and beautiful woman is the most capable of bewitching people's hearts, not to mention being fragile and provocative. Yun Chuyao's heart skipped a beat, and for a while, she couldn't move away from Mo Yelan's slightly raised lips. look.

The girl subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and asked suppressing her emotions, "What...what's the matter?"

Mo Yelan quietly fixed her eyes, and stretched out her arms to her, "Yaoyao, give her a hug."

The sick Master Mo is not only delicate, but also clingy, not only clingy, but also full of childishness.

Yun Chuyao was slightly taken aback, and after a while, she burst out laughing, a little tenderness appeared inadvertently in her twinkling eyes, and her tone became soft and waxy: "It's okay to hug, but after hugging, you must Sleep well!"

To prevent him from tossing other tricks on a whim, he must be vaccinated in advance.

Mo Yelan leaned on her, and let out a soft "um" from her throat.

Yun Chuyao placed the porridge bowl on the table beside her, approached Mo Yelan, was embraced by him, and hugged her quietly for a while.

This time, Master Mo was really well-behaved, he just hugged him and didn't push himself further.

After all, he is still a patient, even if he wants to, he is powerless!

After hugging him, he obediently lay down on the bed again, covered him with a quilt, and continued to sleep.

Yun Chuyao carefully tucked the quilt up for him before leaving his bedroom with the porridge bowl...

Tonight, they sleep in separate rooms.

Yun Chuyao was lying on the bed in her bedroom, looking at the ray of moonlight shining from the ceiling, she didn't even feel sleepy at one or two o'clock in the morning.

There were countless small thoughts in her heart, and every thread was related to Mo Yelan.

He should have slept well, right?
Will he have another nightmare?
What if he kicked the quilt in the middle of the night?What to do if you have a fever again...

All kinds of worries and worries made her toss and turn, restless and unable to sleep.

This state lasted for another half an hour, Yun Chuyao simply turned over and got out of bed, walked out of her bedroom, went to Mo Yelan's room, and saw his situation with her own eyes.

At that time, Mo Yelan was drowsy. When he saw the girl who opened the door and came in, he thought he was dreaming of her again. For a while, he couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.

Yun Chuyao came to his bedside lightly, and stretched out her hand to touch his forehead.

In the next second, Mo Yelan suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Before she had any time to react, the man turned over and pinned her down...