Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

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Why do you still think about it!

Tang Xiao is almost speechless, usually looking at the steady heavy normal people, how now the brain is not turning it.

But at this time, she didn't have the energy to talk much, so she just hummed and decided to sleep as soon as she lay down. He didn't want to go to the hospital.

Who knows her head just touched the pillow, and she really felt sleepy. Then she fell asleep without thinking about it. In a daze, Tang Xiao suddenly felt a little sad. As soon as she came back, she fell down. She didn't know if she could get well before tomorrow morning. If she didn't, how could she go to work.

With this thought, her head tilted and she fell asleep in a twinkling of an eye.

I don't know how long I've been sleeping. Suddenly, mu Yunshen's intermittent voice came to me, "smile... Smile, wake up..."

Tang Xiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a gap was barely opened between the upper and lower eyelids. He burst into tears by the warm yellow light in the field of vision

"Come on, get up and eat something." Mu Yunshen reaches out his hand and probes on her forehead. After confirming that she has no fever, he takes back his hand and reluctantly relaxes.

Tang Xiao didn't answer, on the one hand because he had no appetite, on the other hand because he was too sleepy.

Judging from the weather, it should be night now, which means that she has been sleeping for a whole afternoon, but I don't know if she has been sleeping in the dog's stomach all this afternoon. She doesn't feel any better, or even worse. Her whole body's energy is just like being sucked away by something.

Asked by him ruthlessly, Tang Xiao had to reluctantly pick up the spirit, back and forth, "I don't want to eat."

"The stomach is still uncomfortable?" Mu Yunshen's voice fell down gently, like a bowl of fragrant broth in the cold winter months, flowing into his stomach with boiling heat, making his heart and lungs warm.

He coaxed patiently in a soft voice, "good, get up, eat something and then go back to sleep. I made millet porridge for you."

Millet porridge or something sounds very attractive, but master Mu's craftsmanship, Tang Xiao, is a little flattering.

She smacked her lips dryly and was carried to the dining room by him from the bed. She also enjoyed the honor of president Mu's spoon by spoon feeding. Later, he caught her and looked at her ankles. After confirming that there was nothing serious about her ankles, she was sent back to the bedroom.

After tossing about for about an hour, mu Yunshen finally stopped, pulled the quilt for her, and lay down beside her, gently picking up the wisp of broken hair on her forehead with his fingers, "how can we make so much noise this time?"

In the confusion, Tang Xiao didn't hold it for a moment, and said honestly, "maybe it's because of the little sausage."

Mu Yun deeply Leng for a while, "what sausage?"

"It's from xiaorou." She frowned, suddenly aggrieved, "I ate one, who knows how to be like this."

Muyun sighed silently, "I told you not to expect xiaorou. How could she not be obedient?"

Now what's the use of this.

Tang Xiao buried his head in his chest and did not say a word. He bit him through a layer of shirt.

Mu Yun looked at the small head arched in his arms, squeezed it symbolically on her face, then pulled out the bedside lamp and willingly served her as a molars cake. His two arms quietly moved behind her.

When he felt the arm coming from behind, Tang Xiao subconsciously thought that he was trying to pull himself away, so his mouth became more fierce, biting the skin on his chest and refused to let go.

Then mu Yunshen's hand fell down - but he didn't pull him out, and he even hugged her more tightly. His voice fell down with a little smile, "still bite?"

Tang Xiao doesn't say a word. What's wrong with biting you? I almost didn't die. I can't bite you to vent?

As if to see through her mind, mu Yunshen moved slowly, adjusted a slightly more comfortable position to lie well, "you'd better be good and don't move."

Tang Xiao was sick and in a bad mood. He was stunned by his cold roar. He felt a little aggrieved and relaxed his teeth.

Mu Yunshen opened his eyes, breathed out a long breath of heat, touched the big eyes that were looking at him from the corner of his eyes. He couldn't help laughing, with a little ruffian smile on his face. "If you move on, I won't care about you later."

After a pause, he deliberately lengthened the epilogue and threatened her word by word, "in order to take care of you, I've been busy all afternoon, but I don't mind taking some interest from you in return."

"What's the benefit?" Tang Xiao asked without thinking.