Paranoid Master Mo pampered

"Yaoyao, I'm not..."

It is estimated that the wound was accidentally involved in the action just now. Before Mo Yelan could finish his explanation, he coughed a few times, and his brows instantly frowned into the word "Chuan".

Yun Chuyao was so frightened by his appearance that her face turned pale, and her attitude instantly softened. She held one of his hands with two small hands, moved closer to him, and looked at him worriedly: "Alan, Does the wound hurt? Do you need me to call the doctor for you?"

Her gentle voice slowly spread to her ears, like a good medicine, which successfully relieved Mo Yelan's pain and discomfort.

He tried his best to relax the tightly knit eyebrows, and held her small hand behind his back, "Yaoyao, don't be angry, I didn't mean to make you feel bad, I just feel that my throat is a little dry and I want to drink some water. "

He seemed to look at her aggrievedly, his eyes looked like a big dog misunderstood by his beloved master.

It was for this that he had asked her for help before.

In the end, she refused, as if he was afraid of making her unhappy, so he didn't say anything more, and wanted to get out of bed and drink water by himself.

Facts have proved that his current physical condition can't even get up from the hospital bed.

When the wound was pulled, it was like being shot again, it really hurt!

Hearing this, Yun Chuyao felt ashamed, her eyes flickered, and two blushes appeared on her cheeks.

She gently broke away from the hand that was held by Mo Yelan, and said, "I... I will help you pour water."

After the sound fell, the girl quickly took action, picked up a disposable water cup, and helped Mo Yelan get a cup of warm water.

Then she shook Mo Yelan's hospital bed, patiently helped him adjust to a comfortable level, and then picked up the glass of water and handed it to him.

"Yaoyao..." Because of his dry throat, Mo Yelan's voice sounded even hoarse. His throat rolled slightly, and he asked the girl for help again: "Can you feed me?"

"..." Yun Chuyao froze for a moment, feeling that Mo Yelan was taking the opportunity to act like a spoiled child.

As if he understood the hesitation in her eyes, the man immediately gave a reason that she couldn't refute: "My wound hurts so much now that I dare not move my hands for fear of pulling the wound again."

Yun Chuyao really had nothing to say.

Who made Master Mo an injured person now!

He is now in a weak state, so naturally he is weak and he is justified!

"Okay, I'll feed you!" The girl pursed the corners of her lips lightly, looking a little helpless, but there was an indescribable pampering in her slightly raised tone.

She approached Mo Yelan with a water glass, gently pressed the glass of warm water to the man's lips, supported his head with one hand, and slowly poured the water glass with the other, and fed the man several sips of water.

I don't know if it's because she feeds it herself?Originally a glass of very ordinary boiled water, the moment he entered it, Mo Yelan felt the freshness and sweetness that he had never tasted before, and it slowly flowed into his cracked throat, moistening it, and feeling much more comfortable in an instant.

After drinking the water, Yun Chuyao was about to put down the hospital bed, but Mo Yelan gently raised her hand to hold her little hand.

Yun Chuyao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Master Mo, didn't you say that you can't move your hands?"

Why is it suddenly able to move again?A legendary medical miracle?
Mo Yelan didn't panic at all, raised her eyes to meet her pair of clear and clean eyes, and the corners of her lips curled slightly: "It's probably because I drank the water you fed yourself, the wound doesn't seem to hurt so much."

What a medical miracle!
Almighty hot water!
Yun Chuyao burst out laughing, and pressed her forehead helplessly.

After a while, she tapped Mo Yelan's eyebrows with the finger of the other hand: "You are so talkative!"

The girl's fingertips were slightly cold, touching the center of her brows, feeling strange, Mo Yelan narrowed her eyes lightly, and became more talkative: "Yaoyao, you will always be a good medicine for me. The belief that I want to see you again saved my life from the gate of hell."

This sounds like a man's love words, but it is also true.

The second before Mo Yelan was shot and passed out, the revolving lantern scenes that came to mind were all related to Yun Chuyao.

For this world, Mo Yelan actually doesn't have much nostalgia, the only thing she can't let go of is Yun Chuyao.

Mo Yelan has only loved Yun Chuyao in his life. With his personality, once he falls in love, he will never let her go.

In Master Mo's opinion, only he can give Yaoyao happiness, only he can protect Yaoyao from harm.

So if something happens to him, what will happen to his Yaoyao?
Therefore, no matter what, he can't go to see Lord Yan, even if he is brought into the underworld, even if he crawls, he has to climb back to this world and continue to guard his Yaoyao.

For Mo Yelan, Yun Chuyao is a strong belief that supports him to continue living.

It was Yun Chuyao who gave Mo Yelan a strong desire to survive, and he managed to get out of the danger of his life.

"Yaoyao, after experiencing life and death, the first person I saw when I opened my eyes was you, this feeling... really good!"

Mo Yelan looked at the person in front of him calmly, and said from the bottom of his heart, there was obvious joy in the corners of his eyes and brows.

His eyes were extremely affectionate, being stared at by him, Yun Chuyao only felt a burst of warmth in her ears, as if she was a little shy.

"I don't want you to feel like this again!" Yun Chuyao said with fear and palpitations: "I just hope you are safe and sound, and don't encounter such danger again. I'm really worried!"

Several times she felt her little heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Her brows were tightly wrinkled, and her small face was twisted, but she was still terribly good-looking and heart-stirring.

Mo Yelan couldn't help but raised his arms to wrap around her waist, and pulled her towards him. Yun Chuyao seemed to be leaning on the hospital bed without any strength, and sat on the edge of his bed, sticking to him. There is no injured half of the chest.

The moment she leaned closer, the man nodded slightly, his forehead just touched her forehead, and he said sincerely: "Yaoyao, I'm sorry for making you worry."

The breaths of the two are entangled together.

Hearing his apology, Yun Chuyao's heart suddenly softened, and she unconsciously approached him a little bit, and the tip of her nose touched his.

"Alan, I want you to be well!" she emphasized solemnly.

After living a new life, she didn't worry about the hardships and hardships, or the villain's tricks, but only worried about Mo Yelan's life.

She only wants him to be good!
Only when he is good can she have enough chances to make up for what she owed him in her previous life.

Because of her getting closer, Mo Yelan's breathing froze for a moment, and there was a slight disorder, his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and the color of his eyes deepened a little.

"...Okay." His low and mellow voice became hoarse again, as if he was suppressing something.

His thin lips fluttered. Because of the injury, his lips were slightly pale, but it added a fragile beauty to him.

Yun Chuyao's eyes sank slightly, she stared at the man's lips for a long time, her heart felt hot, she suddenly wanted to kiss him.

This thought just flashed through the girl's mind, and in the next second, she directly put it into action——

With a slight lift of his chin, he kissed the man's lips, then bit it lightly with his teeth...