The handsome husband is so teasing

He went to sleep.

You'd better sleep after drinking.

"Miss Yu, what's up?" Lu Jiang quickly picked it up and asked respectfully.

"Jing Yao is with me. Do you want to come and pick him up?"

"This... This, I've slept." Lu Jiang said, pinching the people next to him.

Yu se immediately heard a scream.

Or a woman's voice.

Suddenly embarrassed, "no... I won't bother you. Please help me inform the steward of the Mohist school. Jing Yao won't go back."

Mo Jingyao was so drunk that she couldn't force him to go home.

At least, this is also his property.

Even she is on the fence.

Or under his fence.

"OK, don't worry. I'll inform the housekeeper." Lu Jiang hung up.

Mo Jingyao drank tonight.

He delivered the wine himself.

What Mo Jingyao thinks is not clear to others. He knows.

When Yu se was invited to the Mohist school by Luo Wanyi, Mo Jingyao woke up long ago, but he just turned himself into a "coma" for a few days.

In fact, he fell in love with Yu SE's feeling of being with him.

He was not even allowed to tell anyone that he was awake.

If Mo jingxun hadn't sent flowers to woo Yu se, it is estimated that Mo Jingyao would have been "unconscious" all the time.

It's strange to compare colors. Flowers attract butterflies.

If Mo Jingyao didn't "wake up" that day, or he would have found out who was behind the car accident.

It's useless for Jingzhu to recruit. All the people found are irrelevant, and they're all out of breath.

But these are useless now.

You can only visit secretly, and you'll always find out the real murderer.

Mo Jingyao's near death can't find out the real murderer. Let alone Mo Jingyao, he won't forgive himself.

The man must be found.

Yu se hung up his cell phone and turned from the balcony back to the living room.

Lu Jiang doesn't come to pick up Mo Jingyao. She can only send him to his room.

He tried to take down the laptop on his leg. This time, Mo Jingyao, who was sleeping heavily, didn't hold her and let her take it away and put it on the tea table.

"Mo Jingyao, I'll help you back to your room to sleep, huh?" I covered him with a blanket before, thinking that he might wake up and continue to work after a while. After all, the laptop is still on his leg.

It was not until he realized that he had drunk that it was more reasonable to help him to bed.

Mo Jingyao was still motionless.

Yu se tried to push. He's so heavy.

Although Mo Jingyao doesn't look fat at all.

On the contrary, the figure with wide shoulders, narrow hips and long legs is simply the best in the world, but after all, his height is there, and his body feels very muscular.

Unable to push, Yu se could only continue to whisper, "Mo Jingyao, wake up. Shall I help you to sleep in your room?"

The soft voice coaxes the sleeping person. As long as you call him, he will feel even if he is asleep.

Sure enough, Mo Jingyao stood up with the strength of her hand, and then leaned against her with his head tilted.

Yu se stumbled and almost fell.

Mo Jingyao, this is too heavy.

Try to help him towards the room.

Fortunately, Mo Jingyao cooperated. Although he walked slowly, he finally entered his room.

Step by step, when he reached the bed, Yu se pushed hard, and Mo Jingyao fell down on the bed.

Yu se thought that she was finished. Suddenly her hand sank, and then her whole body was directly dragged onto him by Mo Jingyao.

Yes, she's all over him.

"Small color, don't go."

"How do you know it's me? Mo Jingyao, are you awake?" Yu se patted Mo Jingyao's face, but there was no response.

"Little color..." however, the man kept murmuring his name.

It's addictive. It keeps going.

Yu se tried to move, but she just wanted to break away. In the twinkling of an eye, she was pulled back by Mo Jingyao.

This time, her face was facing his face.

She looked at his closed eyes and remembered the day they first met. He lay there with his eyes closed.

At that time, she thought he was too unlucky and didn't like it.

At that time, she didn't think that mojingyao was more beautiful when she was awake.

His eyes seemed to evoke souls. Every time he made her right, he just felt his heart beat faster.

"Mo Jingyao, I'm sleepy. I have to go to school tomorrow. Let go."

The man ignored her and fell asleep quietly.

Yes, he can't talk to her when he's asleep.

He only dreamed of her when he called her name.

But lying on him in this position is not a long-term plan.

You can't do this all night.

She wants to sleep.

Just when Yu se was confused and didn't know how to break away from the man, Mo Jingyao suddenly moved up and turned up with her.

Before she could react, the man had come to Mo Jingyao. He put his big palm around her waist and continued to sleep.

This time I slept more deeply.

And didn't call her name again.

Yu se breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the jade on Mo Jingyao's neck in the darkness he was used to.

His taste buds are missing.

She always wanted to heal him.

Looking at his jade, her hand seemed to be confused by the cup, quietly stretched out, and then gently took it down.

Put it on your birthmark.

He said he couldn't sleep well without jade.

She waited for a way to cure his taste buds to come to her mind and give it back to him.

Mo Jingyao's jade, only at the moment when it falls on the birthmark, will words pour into her mind.

And she found out, not every time.

No more than twice a day.

However, practicing kung fu with his jade will get twice the result with half the effort.

Now her body has recovered.

At least not as weak as before.

When the jade arrived, it was placed on the birthmark, and Yu se closed her eyes.

To feel the moment of every miracle.

She tried several times and couldn't find a way to cure mojingyao's taste buds. This time, she just wanted to try.

But I didn't want to. Just a moment later, a message suddenly poured into my mind.

Yu seju opened her eyes. In the dark, she couldn't see mojingyao's face clearly.

However, we already know how to treat his taste buds.

In fact, she has always taken Mo Jingyao's disease to heart, but unfortunately there has been no good prescription.

At this moment, Yu SE's excited original sleepy insect was immediately killed, got up and got out of bed.

Mo Jingyao slept very heavily, and the sound of clear and shallow breathing was in her ears, but even if he slept more stably, a war rose in the bottom of her heart.

Her current medical skills are not just words injected into her mind.

But she has turned those words into her own things.