Paranoid Master Mo pampered

"do not go!"

"Don't leave my side! It's so dark here! I can't see anything, you stay with me..."

Mo Yelan began to repeat over and over again: "You stay with me..."

He stubbornly held Yun Chuyao's wrist, and even struggled with his body, with cold sweat constantly breaking out on his forehead.

Yun Chuyao was obviously frightened by his state, completely lost her composure, and was very at a loss. She hurriedly returned to his side, touched his face, and patiently coaxed him: "I won't leave, I will accompany you."

Mo Yelan seemed to have heard Yun Chuyao's voice, and calmed down a little, but still tightly clenched her wrist, not letting go.

"Candy...that candy, I want to eat..."

Mo Yelan bit her thin lips and murmured.

Candy?

What candy?
Yun Chuyao frowned slightly, with a puzzled expression on her face.

Is it because of illness, dry throat, tearing pain, instinctively want to eat something sweet and cool.

Although she didn't know what kind of candy Mo Yelan was talking about, Yun Chuyao followed his words and coaxed him patiently: "Okay, eat candy, you can eat any candy you want!"

As long as he gets better, she can bring him all the candy in the world.

Hearing this, Mo Yelan's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, his mood gradually stabilized, and he fell back on the bed.

Yun Chuyao leaned over, wiped his sweat with a towel, and reached out to touch his forehead, it was still hot.

The girl's face darkened, and she couldn't help but go to the bathroom to wet the towel and apply it to Mo Yelan's forehead.

She had to think of another way to help Mo Yelan reduce his fever.

The pharmacological medical skills that Master taught her should come in handy at this time.

Thinking about it, Yun Chuyao was about to move, but Mo Yelan suddenly opened her eyes.

A pair of black eyes were filled with water, the eye sockets were slightly red, and the redness at the end of the eyes was more obvious.

His pupils were a little out of focus, his eyes were cloudy, and he was even at a loss.

"Mo Yelan, you're awake!"

Yun Chuyao cried out in surprise, and hurriedly asked about his situation: "How do you feel now? What do you feel uncomfortable about?"

Mo Yelan stared at her in a daze for a while, then gradually regained her senses, opened her chapped lips, and the first thing she said was:

"Yaoyao, are you okay? Stay away from me, don't be infected by me!"

While speaking, Mo Yelan struggled to get up, trying to put a certain distance between Yun Chuyao and Yun Chuyao.

"Just let... Mo Qing or Mo Ling take care of me, you don't..."

Before she finished speaking, her head became dizzy for a while, and Mo Yelan frowned, feeling extremely sore and weak all over her body.

Yun Chuyao frowned, feeling extremely distressed.

She wasn't afraid of being infected, so she took the initiative to approach her: "Alan... take a fever-reducing medicine while you're awake!"

She suggested gently, only worrying about his physical health.

But Mo Yelan stubbornly kept a distance from her, and looked up at her: "Yaoyao, it doesn't matter if I'm sick, I'm afraid of you..."

"Mo Yelan! If you say such things again, I'm going to get angry!" Yun Chuyao directly interrupted him, and glared at him coquettishly.

Little temper tantrum, quite scary!
It's like a cat that suddenly stretches out its small claws.

Mo Yelan was stunned for a moment, then shut up obediently in an instant, his dark pupils flickered slightly, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "Yaoyao, don't be angry."

He pleaded cautiously.

Hearing his tone and words, Yun Chuyao lost her temper in an instant.

"Be good, I won't be angry."

As she spoke, she took out the antipyretic medicine from the medicine box, took out a small piece, poured a glass of warm water, and came to him: "Take the antipyretic medicine, and then go to sleep."

Under her gaze, Mo Yelan opened her mouth and let her put the pill on his tongue. Almost at the same time, she pressed the water glass to his lips.

Mo Yelan took her hand, took a sip of warm water, and swallowed the pill.

There was a residual bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, Mo Yelan frowned, and suddenly remembered the candy in his dream... He turned to look at the girl beside him, his eyes flickered.

"Lie down and rest!" Yun Chuyao supported the man's shoulders and made him lie back on the bed.

She looked at him softly, put the wet towel on his forehead again, touched his face, and said, "It should be fine after a night of sleep."

She was extremely gentle, and after speaking, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"I'm not afraid of being infected, I will always be by your side." She whispered in his ear.

Mo Yelan's eyes darkened, her heart was hot, and she couldn't help herself. She raised her hand again and grabbed the girl's wrist, pulling her into her arms. Yun Chuyao had no time to exclaim, and her body fell into the embrace of the man.

The next second, Mo Yelan put his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

His strength seemed to have suddenly recovered, Yun Chuyao could clearly feel the strength coming from his waist, she frowned unconsciously, her waist flashed, it really hurt to be hugged like this!
But she held back and didn't want Mo Yelan, who was ill, to worry about her anymore.

Her back was seriously injured, so she completely gave up struggling, following the strength of Mo Yelan's arms, she obediently nestled in his arms.

The kitten put away her sharp little paws and regained its softness and cuteness.

The two of them were close to each other, and through the material of the clothes, they could feel the warmth of each other's body, their eyes intertwined, and their breath blended together.

"Aren't you afraid of infecting me with the disease?" Yun Chuyao looked at the man in front of her with sly eyes, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

Mo Yelan's big hand was placed on her waist. Due to the fever, his palm was very hot, pressing against her waist brought her a sense of comfort.

The man's face was still sick and haggard. He gently pulled the corners of his lips, and his smile added a lot of elegance to his eyes: "If you are also sick, we will lie on the bed together and comfort each other."

His voice was low and hoarse, but still pleasant to hear. When he spoke, his chest vibrated slightly.

Yun Chuyao's eyes sparkled, and she deliberately teased: "When you are sick, you still think about sharing the same bed, Lord Mo...you are so crazy!"

After the sound fell, she tapped the tip of the man's nose with her finger.

Mo Yelan smiled in a low voice, indescribably pampered, he also scratched Yun Chuyao's nose with his fingers, "Isn't it because you are so charming, hooking me, teasing me, like a little fairy! "

As he spoke, he coughed twice uncontrollably, frowned, and his throat hurt.

Yun Chuyao worried: "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Hang a hanging bottle, the effect of anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing is more obvious.

Mo Yelan shook her head and refused, and said stubbornly, "I don't want to go. I hate everything in the hospital. It's fine as it is now."

He took Yun Chuyao's arm again.

The sick Mo Yelan, like a child, has a lot of small emotions!

Yun Chuyao pursed the corners of her lips lightly, her heart was soft to the extreme, and she completely followed him.

After being hugged by him for a while, Yun Chuyao softly begged in his ear: "You have to sleep well, I'll cook some porridge for you, do you want sweet porridge or salty porridge?"

"Hmm..." Mo Yelan closed his eyes lightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and thought about it seriously: "Sweet porridge... put more sugar."

Thinking of the candy he mentioned in his sleep, Yun Chuyao smiled, really like a child.

"Okay, I'll help you make sweet porridge." She answered, getting up from his arms.

Mo Yelan didn't intend to let go, and put her arms around her waist.

Yun Chuyao had no choice but to pat him on the heart, and said coquettishly, "If you don't let go, how can I cook porridge?"

Mo Yelan slowly opened his eyes, staring at her, his eyes were clear, and a smirk curled up on the corner of his lips: "Kiss, then go."