Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Knowing that she was afraid of taking medicine, Ling Yushen comforted her, "cold granule is not bitter and sweet."

"Liar!"

Lu Mian was not fooled and jumped off the sofa. "Do you think I haven't drunk cold granule? There is a smell of medicine. Where is it sweet? "

She couldn't help wondering if he had any misunderstanding about the word sweet?

"Do you mean not to drink medicine when you have a cold?"

Put up an index finger and shook it left and right in front of him. Lu Mian was serious, "wrong! I don't have a cold. I just seem to have a cold. So don't drink medicine. "

"Lu Mian." His smile was restrained, and Jun's face put on a serious expression. Like a discipline director, he was selfless, which made people a little afraid.

Lu Mian wrinkled his nose, sucked hard, turned and ran away.

"Stop!"

"Just not."

She ran back to the bedroom barefoot.

Just about to close the door, a hand reached in and forcibly pushed the door that was about to close open.

Lu Mian's strength couldn't resist him, so he had to let go, turned and ran to the bed to lie down.

When the quilt was rolled up, he rolled himself tightly and closed his eyes to sleep.

Ling Yushen knew her character. At this time, she was just playing tricks and refused to drink medicine.

In fact, many times, she is like a child, unrestrained, free to do whatever she wants, without any scruples.

After all, she's still young.

Ling Yushen sat by the bed and stroked her smooth face with her fingers. Lu Mian couldn't fit anymore. Her thick eyelashes were nervous and shaking all the time.

"Get up and eat breakfast before you go to bed."

Lu Mian was silent, and her eyelashes trembled even more.

"Sleep." His hand suddenly pinched her chin. "Don't pretend, I know you can't sleep."

"It hurts." She cried out in a coquettish voice.

His eyes suddenly opened and stared at him with shame and anger.

Ling Yushen laughed, "then get up?"

"I can't afford it."

"Get up by yourself, or do I force you to get up?"

Lu Mian thought, "is it the princess holding it or carrying it on her shoulder?"

"Well, carry it on your shoulder like a sandbag."

At the thought of being carried by him on his shoulder, the posture is not beautiful and indecent.

She shook her head. Forget it and get up by herself.

Half convinced, he opened the quilt and sat up slowly. "First, just eat breakfast and don't take medicine."

"Get up."

"Cunning!" Lu Mian accused him, "why don't you answer my question directly?"

Ling Yushen's lips were shallow with a smile. He hugged her, picked her up horizontally and went into the bathroom. Lu Mian pedaled his legs and screamed.

His hands were not idle. He scratched and scratched Ling Yushen's chest, and pulled the collar of his nightgown wide open, revealing his chest with clear texture inside.

Very masculine.

"Don't make trouble." Ling Yushen scolded her in a low voice, trying to calm her down.

In a word, it was like the spark that ignited the explosive bag. Lu Mian immediately snorted angrily at him and jumped up and bit him.

He took a random bite on his neck, but it didn't relieve his anger. He raised his head and wanted to continue to bite up. His chin was pinched by Ling Yushen. He lowered his head and his voice was very low. "I'm not polite to make any more trouble."

"Just make trouble."

"OK?"

Lu Mian twisted his chin, shook off his hand, jumped up and bit his chin.

While biting, he also said fiercely, "I'll make trouble if I want. I want you to take care of it!"

"I don't care who cares about you?"

"You told your mother you couldn't care about me."