MTL - Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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When Mo Jingshen saw her, she directly took her temperature, and Ji Nuan heard him say, "39 degrees."

"Yeah! Why did my wife take a bath and it suddenly burned like this? The temperature was too high!" Chen Yan was anxious when she heard it. "My wife had been sick a while ago, but she kept herself in the room all the time. I do n’t take medicine and I do n’t know what to do. Thank you Mr. Mo for being at home this time, otherwise ... ”

"Go get the ice pack." Mo Jingshen interrupted her slightly.

The uncle next to Chen's mouth stopped immediately, and hurried out again to find the ice pack.

Ji Nuan knew that she would have a fever every time she caught a cold. She was used to it and the depth of ink was clear, so she often told her not to catch cold.

"Come, take medicine." Mo Jingshen lifted her up from the bed.

She sat and leaned in his arms without struggling. She frowned only when he fed the anti-fever medicine to her mouth. She did not take medicine very much because she had to take Chinese medicine every day after being cold when she was a child. Recuperating, she later rejected any bitter medicine, preferring to sleep for a few days rather than taking medicine.

"Obey, take the medicine." Mo Jingshen coaxed her with a low voice.

She put her head in his arms, opened her eyes and looked at him with a little pleading, could she not eat?

He was silent for a moment and whispered, "Would you like me to feed you another way?"

Ji Nuan whispered inquisitively at the moment: "What method?"

Is it going to prepare some sugar for her? Taking medicine as a child, Ji's maid aunt really prepared her a lot of fruit candy under her coquettish and put it on the bedside.

However, the expected sugar was not there, and Mo Jingshen delivered the medicine directly to his own mouth under her attention.

Ji Nuan understood now, busy raising his hand to block it, and then carefully pressing his hand again, feeding the pills into his mouth.

Although she had no objection to feeding him mouth to mouth, she did not want to pass him the cold.

The bitterness spread in her mouth, and she frowned, and took the glass of warm water that he handed over, took a mouthful of warm water, swallowed the medicine, but felt her throat was terrible.

"so bitter."

"I know I can't catch cold. I don't even wear a jacket when I go out. Do you want to be locked out of the Imperial Garden every autumn and winter every year?" Mo Jingshen touched her still wet hair on her head and said in a deep voice: " Sit down, don't lie down, dry your hair and sleep. "

Ji Nuan still leaned in his arms and refused to move. He just drank a few sips of water and felt that he was no longer as uncomfortable as he was just now, but he had no strength.

Seeing her sickness and dependence, Mo Jingshen sighed, and got up to find the hair dryer, and plugged it into the bed.

Sitting on the bed, Ji Nuan didn't have the strength to blow her hair. She turned to look at him. She just wanted to throw a pamper and let him blow it for herself. Before she could say anything, she heard the sound of the hair blowing in his hand.

The warm wind blows through her hair and warmly blows through her scalp. She was a bit dizzy, and because of her nightmares, she felt like she was stepping on the edge of a cliff. It was tense, but the sudden warmth and ease made her whole body instantly relax, and a strong sleepiness struck within a few minutes.

Cold medicine and antipyretics have a little hypnotic ingredients. Ji Nuan closed her eyes and was lethargic.

When her hair was completely dry and Mo Jingshen turned off the hair dryer, she would fall down when she was straight.

Mo Jingshen took her hand to hold her, and when she saw that she was falling asleep too fast, she leaned so quietly in his arms. Only the quiet and uniform breath was in the air.

He sighed softly and leaned down to rest her in bed comfortably.

Sight inadvertently touched her body wrapped in a bath towel. Just in the bathroom, she could only draw a hand to wrap her in a bath towel. Now she had loosened a lot on her body, and the white snow on her chest was almost ready to come out. , Long hair hanging down, half covered.

She was completely soft and relaxed in his arms, Mo Jingshen's eyes slowly darkened, and she felt her hands cold.

The body was hot, but his hands were cold. He breathed slightly, held her hand, and placed it on the palm. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and looked at her snow-white feet exposed from the towel.

Touching it, she found that her feet were also cold, as cold as her hands, especially in his palm, which made him frown.

Ji Nuan snorted softly in his sleep, as if humming comfortably because of the sudden warmth of his hands and feet: "Um ..."

Mo Jingshen covered her with a quilt to ensure that only her head was exposed from all over her body, and she gently stroked her hand over her hot forehead, and slowly slid down along the soft hair on top of her head.

In fact, Ji Nuan didn't sleep well. Her body was hot and her body was covered. She became more and more uncomfortable when she was hot. She faintly moved, but he was held by him.

"Mr. Mo." Chen Yan pushed open the door and walked in, putting the ice pack aside, and seeing Ji Nuan had fallen asleep, he whispered, "I just made something for my wife and cooked porridge. I want her Get up and eat some? She hasn't eaten dinner yet. "

"Hot the porridge and eat it when she wakes up."

Even if she were to sit up now, it would be too difficult to open her mouth.

"Okay, then ... sir, you can take a rest, and give it to me here. I'll take care of my wife."

"No need, I'm here tonight."

...

Although Ji Nuan was drowsy, she had not been able to sleep very well. She felt a bit sunken by the bed half asleep, and she had already covered some sweat on her body. She was wet and sticky, and her face was frowning. It was an expression of self-denial. A few seconds later, she was held in her arms, and the quilt on her body was firmly covered with no gaps exposed.

"It's hot ..." she said stupidly.

Mo Jingshen hugged her beside her and covered her again and again with the quilt she was trying to kick off.

Until her hands and feet were no longer so cold, and the temperature had dropped a lot because of sweating, Mo Jingshen stroked her sweaty hair: "Forbearance, you won't be so uncomfortable when you have a fever, eh ? "

She calmed down.

In the middle of the night, Ji Nuan suddenly woke up for a while and looked at the man in front of her.

She had bloodshot eyes because of a high fever and looked at him silently.

After Mo Jingshen watched her for a minute, she opened her eyes: "Wake up? Chen Ye kept the porridge warm for you and got up to eat some."

He got up.

Ji Nuan grabbed his hand and refused to let go: "I don't eat, don't leave ..."

The dependence and attachment in the voice were undisguised.

Mo Jingshen's move to pull his hand was just in place.

It is not surprising if it is just a spoiled coquettish, but such fragility and fear should not appear on Ji Nuan's body.