MTL - Ma’am, Your Little Dragon Cub is Four and a Half Years Old (Lady Is a Dragon)

  Chapter 16 Mo Yinhe: Baby, don’t go

  She stared at the burning man on the bed, and whispered vigilantly, "You'd better not wake up, or I will kill you to silence you!"

  But among the medicines she prepared, there is a medicine that has a hypnotic effect, so he shouldn't be able to wake up.

  Si Mingjing unscrupulously took out the man's right hand from under the quilt, then leaned over, and touched the man's palm with the crystal white slanted coral horn.

  As if feeling the temperature of a warm baby, Mo Yinhe folded his palms subconsciously.

  The warm current flowed down the man's palm and continuously penetrated into the mechanism. It felt like a powerful warm current was fighting against the cold current that was crazily wandering in the body...

  Si Mingjing’s flame-like gilt pupils burned more intensely, and the warmer flowing into Mo Yinhe’s body became stronger...

  She dared to use this domineering plan to treat Mo Yinhe because she was able to transfer the heat from her body to him.

  The heat of the dragon can drive away all the cold.

  Mo Yinhe was driven away by the continuous warm current to drive away the coldness all over his body, but he felt that it was not enough. Subconsciously, his long arms went around Si Mingjing's back, pressing her whole body towards him.

  Si Mingjing was overwhelmed by defense, and half of his face fell into Mo Yinhe's arms immediately.

"Hello…"

  Si Mingjing didn't expect that Mo Yinhe would make an inch. She tried to break the man's imprisoned arm and free her own head, but the man's strength was stronger and faster than hers even when he was in a daze...

  Si Mingjing's vision was pitch black.

  She arched back and forth, and the coral horn on her forehead ran along the man's neck, rubbing it, rubbing it...

   "Baby, don't move."

  Mo Yinhe's hoarse voice sounded on the top of Siming's camera, and he squeezed her dragon horn with his palm, as if to comfort her.

   "Who is your baby, let go!" Si Mingjing was furious.

  If it wasn't for the purpose of cutting off Mr. Hu Song, she wouldn't have put herself in such a predicament.

  Si Mingjing had no choice but to burn all the anger in his body into heat, which was transmitted to his palm through the dragon's horns, completing the heat transfer as quickly as possible.

  After about five minutes, you're done.

  Unable to break free from him, Si Mingjing opened his mouth angrily, and bit down on the man's shoulder.

   Taking advantage of the man's pain, Si Mingjing quickly broke free from the man's strong confinement, and walked away without saying a word.

  But after taking a step, the man firmly grasped his wrist.

  As soon as Mo Yinhe retracted his long arm, Si Mingjing fell into his arms. The unconscious man's sense of smell became more sensitive instead, and he smelled the baby's breath.

  Mo Yinhe tried hard to open his unfocused eyes, and vaguely saw a shadow outline, but Mo Yinhe could confirm it even when he was not awake, the breath was too familiar.

   "Baby, don't go."

  His voice was low and hoarse, almost pleading.

  Si Mingjing frowned.

   This man mistook her for Xiaobai's mother, probably because Xiaobai's mother is of the same kind as her, right?

  The days of being widowed are quite difficult, Si Mingjing whispered, slightly sympathetic: "Let go, I'm not your baby."

  While speaking, the crystal clear coral horns on her forehead had disappeared, and the bright gilt flames in her pupils had all receded, and her whole body returned to normal.

  Mo Yinhe is wet all over...

  Drenched in night sweat, a few drops of water slid down his **** neck. Under the moonlight, he could vaguely see the firm and smooth lines of his muscular chest, rising and falling steadily and regularly with the sweat.

  Si Mingjing suddenly felt dry mouth.

  She couldn't stay in this bedroom for a second.

  (end of this chapter)