Mo Shi was afraid that she would make the wound bigger, so besides soaking her lips with wet cotton swabs at any time, he was always by her side and imprisoned his hands. The cooperation case of [-] million is still tired.

It wasn't until the dark sky outside the window that white belly appeared that Mo Shi lowered his eyelids heavily and began to sleep.

Not long after, he fell asleep, but the woman under him woke up.

An Xiaoyi shook her eyelashes, smacked her mouth twice, she was so hungry...

Well, for foodies, sleep is important, and so is eating.

So a certain girl who had been confused all night couldn't resist the urging of Wu Zang Temple and woke up early.

The first thing she smelled was the smell of disinfectant, and then there was something else, which was a little familiar and had a warm fragrance. No matter how strong the smell of disinfectant was, it couldn't cover up the reassuring smell.

Turning his head, he saw a large shadow cast on his head.

Ah!

When An Xiaoyi saw the creator of the shadow, he immediately opened his mouth, as if struck by lightning.

Mo... Mo... Mo bastard?

How is he here?

My mind was a little confused, and I tried to think about it. It seems that she and Li Manman went to the club, met a rogue and a fake woman, and sold him to a drug addict?

Nonsence!

These days, even drug addicts can be called sons, which shows that the world is going downhill.

Fortunately, Mo Shi appeared, and he rescued her and Manman.

Thinking of this, the clever eyeballs looked at the man above his head again. He was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, with his head leaning slightly. Because of the light from his back, he could only see the rough outline of his stern face forming a black outline.

But this doesn't damage his handsome image at all, on the contrary it looks more perfect and soul-stirring...

His breathing was very even, spraying heat on her little face, because from a distance, it was like a breeze blowing a few strands of hair, brushing gently on her face, a little itchy and a little soft soft...

An Xiaoyi's gaze fell on the man's neckline, his shirt was unbuttoned two times, he was not as serious as usual, but revealed a bit of arrogance and harmony.

Especially his neck, what An Xiaoyi likes the most is his Adam's apple, it is so exquisite and perfect that it is as if it has been carefully sketched by a major art event, every line is a masterpiece.

An Xiaoyi groaned, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and licked her somewhat dry lips, a thought that even scared her suddenly came to her mind - she wanted to rush up and kiss that Adam's apple...

Emma!

As soon as this idea came up, An Xiaoyi blushed herself. What is she doing?

Why do you feel that the neck of the bastard Mo makes her want to eat more than that "juicy duck neck"?

Uh... It's terrible, you must not tell him this, otherwise, she must be dead, dare to compare him with a duck's neck.

But it's really pretty...

An Xiaoyi took a peek... then peeked... three peeks...

Her restless little head opened the eyes of the always alert man.

"What are you looking at?" The man suddenly said, which startled the guilty An Xiaoyi.

"Ah? Are you awake?" After asking, An Xiaoyi felt annoyed again. Nonsense, isn't it? If he doesn't wake up, can he talk to her?

Before she could speak again, she covered her with her big hand.

It's over, it's over... This man has always been stingy, always bullying her, and his eyes are like X-rays, he can always see what she is thinking.

It must have been read, she thought he was attractive, so she wanted to hit her.

Close your eyes instinctively, and feel a soft, thick feeling on your forehead...

"The fever is gone..." Mo Shi said in a low voice.

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