Paranoid Master Mo pampered

"Mo Yelan!"

Thinking that the injuries of the people in the ward had suddenly deteriorated, Yun Chuyao couldn't hold back her worry and panic, and exclaimed.

After leaving an afterimage in front of Mo Ling's eyes, she broke into Mo Yelan's ward.

I saw Mo Yelan sitting on the hospital bed, with bandages on his upper body and a shirt jacket on his shoulders. He was relaxed and peaceful, not at all what Yun Chuyao had imagined——

He was terminally ill and dying, as if he was about to die!
Concerned about it, the girl seems to have forgotten what the doctor said: Master Mo is completely out of danger, and the wound has recovered very well recently.

After all, he is in his prime, and because of his usual fitness, Mo Yelan's body healing ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

It takes a hundred days for an ordinary person to hurt his muscles and bones, but Mo Ye only needs half of the time.

Before Yun Chuyao broke into the ward, Mo Yelan, who had given up reading to pass the time, was looking out the window in boredom, looking at a building under construction in the distance.

His mind was wandering, and he was letting himself go when he heard a "bang", the door of the ward was almost knocked open, the man suddenly regained his senses, his brows frowned, and he turned his eyes to look at the door.

Mo Ling, who thought it was his hands and feet, was just about to swear, when he saw his little Yaoyao running towards him.

Mo Yelan swallowed the curse words in an instant.

"Yao... Yaoyao?"

Staring at the anxious little girl, the man was a little puzzled, and worriedly asked: "What's wrong with you? You look so ugly."

While speaking, he unconsciously raised his hand to touch Yun Chuyao's small face, as if to appease her emotions.

His palm was warm, and the moment he touched the girl's cheek, the girl raised her hand to cover his, and there was only anxiety in her charming eyes: "Mo Yelan, are you okay?" Right? Do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

Although his condition looked very good, his complexion was rosy and shiny, and even his lips had returned to their original color, which was as pink as a cherry blossom in April.

But Mo Ling's appearance just now really frightened Yun Chuyao.

She was worried that Mo Yelan was pretending well, and she didn't want to worry her, so she deliberately deceived her...

As a result, Yun Chuyao's hand that was originally covering the man's hand moved to the man's wrist unconsciously, and calmly pinched his three fingers to measure his pulse.

"Yaoyao, what are you doing?" The bewilderment in Mo Yelan's eyes had not dissipated, but became a little more intense.

"Shh!"

Yun Chuyao gently pressed Mo Yelan's thin lips with the index finger of the other hand, signaling him not to speak.

There was a slight force on her lips, accompanied by the temperature of her fingers, Master Mo's body stiffened uncontrollably, but he inexplicably pressed his thin lips tightly and did not speak again.

At this moment, he couldn't care less about wondering what his Yaoyao was doing?

He only stared at the person in front of him for a moment, and felt that she was holding her breath and concentrating on her serious face, which had a special charm.

Mo Yelan's dark pupils became deeper and deeper, and his heart throbbed uncontrollably, and the frequency of his heart beat a little faster.

"Don't move!" Yun Chuyao suddenly ordered.

Mo Yelan was taken aback for a moment, he had been in a completely still state since just now, not moving at all!
"Yaoyao, I didn't move." Master Mo said, seemingly aggrieved.

"I mean your heartbeat..." She focused on his obsidian-like eyes, and licked the corners of her lips helplessly: "Alan, your heartbeat is too fast!"

Seriously affected her performance.

Not only was her pulse a bit inaccurate, but even her heartbeat was affected by him, and it sped up a little unconsciously.

"..." Mo Yelan also pursed her thin lips helplessly, "Yaoyao, I can't control the beating speed of my heart."

Especially facing her, her heartbeat and breathing seemed to be completely separated from him, always out of his control.

"Then close your eyes, try to let yourself go, don't look at anything, don't think about anything." Yun Chuyao suggested.

Mo Yelan nodded in response, and obediently closed her eyes according to her instructions, trying to let go of herself...

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yun Chuyao once again held her breath and concentrated on taking Mo Yelan's pulse seriously.

After a while, the girl finally let out a long sigh of relief. Mo Yelan's pulse was neither floating nor sinking, gentle and strong, and very healthy.

He is indeed fine, and the wound is also healing quickly. If he continues to maintain this convalescent attitude, he will be able to leave the hospital safe and sound in the future.

Feeling that the girl's hand on her wrist was loosened, Mo Yelan asked tentatively, "Yaoyao, can I open my eyes?"

Even Master Mo can't guarantee that he will be in a short-term state for a long time.

"Not yet." The girl responded softly.

"Oh." The man pursed the corners of his lips lightly, continued to close his eyes, and prepared to let himself go again.

Yun Chuyao stared at the unusually well-behaved Mo Yelan, and felt that he was inexplicably cute.

The corners of her lips raised unconsciously, and there was a gentle and doting light in her eyes. She looked at the person in front of her without blinking, thinking:

During this period of time, he was indeed very obedient and obedient, actively cooperated with the treatment, and turned on the abstinence mode completely self-controlled. Such Mo Yelan deserves a reward, and she also decided to reward him.

So, with a thought in Yun Chuyao's mind, while the man closed his eyes, she took the initiative to narrow the distance between herself and him, and kissed his moist thin lips lightly like a dragonfly.

There was a soft, familiar touch on the lips, and Mo Yelan's eyelashes trembled, and his heartbeat, which had become calm because of the empty state, became completely uncontrollable.

He quickly stretched out his hand, quickly and precisely grabbed Yun Chuyao's tightly gripped waist, and with a little force sent towards him, he shortened the distance between them.

We are so close, our breaths are intertwined.

Because of abstinence, they hadn't been in such close proximity for a while.

After a long absence, they couldn't help but yearn for each other's smell.

Mo Yelan opened his eyes, and Yun Chuyao's charming little face was reflected in his dark pupils.

The man stared at the woman for a while, and a smirk appeared on his lips: "Yaoyao, you kissed me secretly."

It was like catching a cat who was stealing dried fish. The next step seemed to be to punish her.

"I'm not." Yun Chuyao denied it categorically, with a sly light in her eyes, she said grandly: "Master Mo has performed well these days, I am just rewarding Master Mo in my own way, I hope you can continue to maintain it, make persistent efforts!"

After the sound fell, she raised her hand to caress Mo Yelan's chest, exerting light force, as if she wanted to push him away.

After all, the wound has not completely healed, and Master Mo still has to continue abstaining from sexual intercourse.

But the man hugged her waist more and more domineeringly, not letting her leave his side.

"Yaoyao, your reward just now was too perfunctory. I think my performance during this period deserves a better reward."

The man's eyes also had a dark and treacherous glint, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as it should be taken for granted: "The better the reward, the better my future performance will be."