My crush looks at me again

Chapter 238 So impatient? (seeking a monthly ticket)
Mo Lemon looked at him eating biscuits arrogantly, raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you happy now?"

"It's a little better than before." He said lightly.

"..." Childish madness!Mo Lemon continued the way just now, feeding him with her mouth, "Now?"

"It's a little better than before."

"..." Just a little bit more?Mo Lemon was speechless, "Just tell me, how can I be cured!"

"Feed me with your body," he said.

"..." Mo Lemon said, "I still have a bottle of water in my hand."

"Then?" Situ Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"Do you think it's better for me to open it and pour it on your head, or not open it and just hit it on your head?" Mo Lemon said through gritted teeth.

"Save it for a while to clean the key parts." He replied calmly.

"..." Mo Lemon threw the mineral water at Situ Yi directly.

Situ Yi caught it lightly, then leaned forward, "Shall I wash first?"

Mo Lemon hooked him directly.

He fell down gorgeously and pressed on her body, "So impatient?"

"!!" Mo Lemon was speechless, "You did it on purpose!"

"Obviously you hooked me up." Situ Yi said.

"You can hide!!"

"My wife tempted me, why should I hide?"

"Situ Yi, I respect you as a patient."

"Now your patient is terminally ill and needs treatment." Situ Yi hugged Mo Lemon.

Situ Yi's breath lingered in her ears.

The body is also... so hot.

"Situ Yi?"

Situ Yi didn't speak.

"Situ Yi? Do you have a fever?" Mo Lemon reached out and touched his forehead.

sky--

Really hot.

"There are antipyretics in the car." Mo Meng wanted to push him away to get the medicine.

But he clasped her wrist in a daze, turned slightly sideways, still holding her in his arms.

"Don't go..." he said.

Mo Lemon's cheeks suddenly became hot: "Situ Yi?"

"Hug me," he continued.

"...Your clothes are all wet." Mo Lemon said. "Wearing it all the time will make you sick."

"You help me take off."

"..."

"Then don't take it off."

"..." He acted like a baby, it was terrible.Mo Lemon felt that the base of her ears were a little red.

How about not taking it off?The cold will not get better, Mo Meng thought of this and helped Situ Yi undress.

God, embarrassing to death.Mo Lemon managed to help him take off his clothes.

Situ Yi continued: "You took off yours too."

"...Why me?" Mo Lemon felt that she was really drunk.

"Then I'll help you..." He started to help with his hands as he said.

"No need." Mo Meng hurriedly pressed his hands, she should do it herself!

Wait, why is she doing this multiple choice question?She should be able to choose to take it off or not to take it off, not let him take it off or take it off herself? !
Mo Ningmen realized that she had been fooled by Situ Yi again in a bewilderment, and she was not feeling well.

At this moment, he hugged her in his arms.

The two of them pressed their upper bodies against each other like this, and the hot body temperature was transmitted to each other.Mo Lemon suddenly held her breath...

He held her in his arms, as if he had a long, long dream.

Mo Lemon didn't dare to move.

It's stormy outside, but inside... overturned/clouded/overturned/rain?
In the darkness, his voice passed through the air and landed in her ears, with a bit of tiredness, he called her, "Merma Lemon."

His lazy voice is so moving, like a deceptive poppy, blooming in the night.

She responded softly, "Yeah."

"Have you made a wish?" He lifted a strand of her hair with his fingers, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and asked casually.

She looked in his direction with some confusion, and asked him, "What wish?"

"Didn't you say that grape trellises can make wishes?"

"..." He wouldn't even believe this, would he?It turns out that there is more than one naive person.What did Mo Lemon understand in a daze? He brought her to a place full of grape trellises on Qixi Festival just to make her make a wish?

Her mood suddenly became a little strange.I don't know if it's because he is moved that he can even remember such trivial things as she casually said, or because he feels like he is in a fairy tale when he becomes romantic.

"If a grape trellis can make a wish, there are still many grape trellises on the mountain that have not been blown down by the wind. They should be able to grant many wishes." Situ Yi said.

He still cared a little bit, his mind was smashed to pieces on this restless rainy night, and he was completely defeated.

"I don't have a wish." Mo Lemon slowly came back to her senses and said.

The best has already been obtained.

What else could she wish for?
If there is, it is nothing more than that he can always be by her side.

He said that their marriage would not end easily, so he told her in a disguised form that he would probably be able to stay by her side all the time.

That's why she dared to fall in love with him presumptuously.

As long as you don't tell him, he won't leave her because she is in love with him.

So, what is there to wish for?

One cannot be too greedy.

Even if she can make a hundred wishes, she has only one wish...

Just to live forever with him.

"How can there be no wishes." Situ Yi said, "Shouldn't people have many wishes?"

"Do you have it?" Mo Lemon said.

Situ Yi said: "I don't believe that grape trellises can make wishes."

"Then why did you bring me here?"

"Because you believed." Situ Yi said.

"...Obviously you believe it." Mo Lemon said.

"I really want to believe it." Situ Yi closed his eyes.

It would be great if one could really pin one's wishes on such illusory legends.

But people, always be realistic.

In fact, his wish...is nothing more than to be by her side for a little longer, longer.

No matter how time goes by, no matter how time changes, I can have such an honor to watch her wander in happiness and be the best of her.

Do what she likes to do, be happy and worry-free.

Insulate yourself from all bad things.

He is too greedy.

So... wishes can only be wishes after all.

Situ Yi felt that his world was suddenly silent, and all the voices left him at that moment. He locked himself in a large, dark empty room and kept knocking on the door.

No one opened the door for him.

He kept knocking, knocking, shouting, shouting.

No one heard his voice.

Also, he couldn't hear anyone's call.

If only he existed in this world, he would be able to truly blend into this world——

If only everything were that simple.

"Situ Yi?"

"Situ Yi?"

"Situ Yi?"

Situ Yi regained consciousness in a daze. "Um?"

At this moment, the wet clothes have also dried.

Mo Meng put on his clothes, handed him his clothes, and reached out to test his forehead temperature, "Fortunately, the fever has subsided. The clothes are already dry, put them on quickly."

(End of this chapter)