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Chapter 268 Doctor of the End Times*1 (7)

Chapter 268 Doctor of the End Times 1 ([-])

In such a closed laboratory, under such high-intensity work, it is normal to get sick. An Qing only thought that Mo Yang was really uncomfortable, so she stepped forward with concern, and put the back of her hand against Mo Yang's forehead, roughly testing I checked my temperature.

Although An Qing is not short, she is 1.7 meters two, but Mo Yang is about 1.8 meters five. There is a big difference in height between the two. When taking the temperature, An Qing needs to get closer and raise her head slightly.

The distance between them is so close, and the two are so close, Mo Yang only felt that his heart was going to jump out of his throat in the next moment, the sweet smell in his nose became more intense, and his body temperature rose a lot in an instant.

After taking Mo Yang's temperature, An Qing took her own temperature slightly with the back of her hand, felt it carefully, and said with some hesitation: "It seems to be a little feverish. You rest first, and I'll boil you some hot water to drink. The antipyretic medicine seems to be It's in this room, and I'll find it for you."

After finishing speaking, he was about to walk away, but Mo Yang grabbed his wrist like a conditioned reflex: "Don't go, it's uncomfortable..."

Mo Yang's white and slender hands transmitted body temperature from An Qing's wrist. An Qing wanted to struggle, but stopped all movements in the next moment.

Before Mo Yang could wait for An Qing to respond, he pressed An Qing's hand to his heart.

"It's jumping so fast, I must be sick, right?"

The temperature in her chest spread to An Qing's palm only through a layer of white shirt, as well as the heart that was so fast that it seemed to be about to jump out the next moment.

Such a familiar breath suddenly flooded the whole mind.

An Qing suddenly started giggling, she didn't struggle, but just as Mo Yang expected, she carefully felt the unusual heartbeat.

She should have thought a long time ago why she was so at ease with a strange man in the same room, why she was so unguarded against him, and why they had such a tacit understanding.

At this moment, everything has a reason.

her lover.It's her lover.

He tilted his head to his chest and pressed his ears against it, listening to the faster and faster heartbeat.

"Yes, you are sick. You have been sick for a long, long time."

It has been so long that it has been several lifetimes, so long that it has already ignored time and space.

Mo Yang didn't expect that the person in front of him would be nestled against his chest like this. After a while of panic, he raised his hand cautiously, put his arms around An Qing's back, and embraced her in his arms.

At this moment, the two of them almost forgot everything else.

And Mo Yang's heartbeat also slowly calmed down in the habit, turning into the peace of mind that suddenly found the most precious thing in the world.

That night, Mo Yang spread the white coat hanging on the side on the ground with an awkward expression, then lay on it and closed his eyes.During the process, he didn't take a look at An Qing openly, and as for how much he sneaked a look at, only he knew.

This attitude is also very clear, the experimental table belongs to An Qing tonight.

Seeing this, An Qing chuckled, but didn't say much, just a face full of joy and indulgence.

To her, Mo Yang is her lover for several lifetimes, but to Mo Yang in this plane, she is just an ordinary person, even if she has that mysterious affection, it can't change that he has no two people at all. Facts about the memory of being intimate.

What's more, he seems to be a troubled youth in this life.

Therefore, An Qing is willing to wait, willing to wait for him to confirm that he has fallen in love with her again.

Under this ambiguous relationship, the two spent five days together, during which Mo Yang still looked evasive, but An Qing could tell at a glance that this was obviously shyness and being at a loss.

On the night of the fifth day, Mo Yang seemed to recognize it clearly, seemed to be willing to go all out, and seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. While An Qing was asleep, he secretly lay beside her, and then bit by bit her into his arms.

Then I fell asleep for the first time in five days.

(End of this chapter)

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