The soldier is a girl

Chapter 861 670: I'm sick

The timbre has a unique coolness, it doesn't sound serious or cold, but it doesn't sound too spoiled, just helpless and worried and a little bit distressed.

As soon as these words came out, Mu Jin, who was under the quilt, was embarrassed to lose her temper again, and suddenly felt that it was her fault, and she was still tossing around here, it was simply too hypocritical, or he spoiled her, It was all his little tempers that indulged her.

Thinking about it, Mu Jin poked her head out of the bed with a guilty conscience, her eyes were like a deer's, and she looked at Mo Ling cautiously.

Mo Ling just felt that his heart was melted by these eyes, how could his little wife be so cute.

"Get up and drink the medicine." Mo Ling's voice subconsciously softened, and he even reached out to pull the hibiscus. This time, there was no resistance at all, and he was pulled up with just one pull, and he just sat on the couch and half circled him He hugged her from behind, pulled the quilt for her, and then pressed the medicine bowl to her lips without any resistance. She just lowered her head like a little hamster, and within a few blinks of an eye, the The medicine in the bowl was finished.

After Mu Jin finished drinking the medicine, she turned her head slightly to look at Mo Ling, who seemed to be asking for credit. Mo Ling put the bowl on the chair beside the couch without looking at it, and her lips pressed down at the same time as the square bowl, but He stopped at a short distance away, and instead of kissing, he stretched out his tongue to lick off the concoction on his lips for Mu Jin.

I don't know if he was teased or subconsciously wanted to please her. When Mo Ling's tongue slid across the corner of Mu Jin's lips, Mu Jin leaned forward slightly and pressed her thin lips directly, but the other party didn't respond to her. His heart skipped a beat, then he backed away, and carefully looked at Mo Ling with a pair of eyes, it was so cute.

However, if you want to suppress people, some things cannot be tolerated.

"Ah Jin, if my clothes are disheveled and my hair is disheveled on the couch, and a woman is still standing in my room, what will you do?"

"You dare." Mu Jin subconsciously snapped back, her cheeks puffed up.

"very angry?"

Mu Jin turned her head and ignored Mo Ling.

Mo Ling didn't mind, and directly surrounded the person from behind, and pressed her hard to prevent her from struggling, then put his chin on her shoulder and said in a low voice: "So Ajin, I'm also very angry now."

This made Mu Jin inexplicably guilty, she opened her lips as if she wanted to say something, but Mo Ling was one step ahead of her, and then said:

"Ah Jin, you don't even know how enchanting and charming you looked just now. You are my wife. From now on, you can only show me your appearance. Promise me, don't let other men see your appearance again, okay? A Jin, I can do anything to you, except sharing your beauty with other men, A Jin, promise me, okay?"

He knew she didn't do it on purpose, but she never knew how good she was, and as time went by and her eyebrows and eyes grew, she would become more and more dazzling and beautiful, and he didn't want anyone to see her She's nice, but he can't hide her. She doesn't like what he decides arbitrarily according to his own preferences, so he will tell her what he thinks.

This man has always been proud, but at this moment she heard a bit of pleading and a bit of humility, and all this was only due to his love for her.

But she didn't mean to.

"I'm sick, and my mind is a little confused." Mu Jin's voice was a little soft, but she was explaining.

(End of this chapter)