The mystery husband is a little bad

When people are ill, not only their body immunity declines, but also their mental endurance declines.

a contemptuous disregard of the words before the words were put on the table, and even would be unreputant to make complaints about it, but now, in the face of the Tucao of Tang Mo's words, she would not want to hear it. She even felt sad and grieved, and she was not sick. If it hadn't been for what he did yesterday, she would not have been so late at the gate for so long. Sitting on the floor for so long

He still has the face to say that she is now. Zhu Yanxi, with a heavy face, ordered: "president Tang said that I'm useless. Thank you for your concern. Now you can go out. I'm going to have a rest."

"It's like my room," he said

Zhu Yanxi is stunned and looks at the room. The pattern of each room is the same, but it's not her room. She frowns, lifts the quilt and gets out of bed. Tang Mochi presses her shoulders hard and presses her back: "what do you do? Lie down well."

"Don't disturb Mr. Tang. I'll go back to my room." Because of her anger, there was a trace of abnormal looking red halo on her pale face. With such a movement, she felt breathless and tired.

Don Mo's words wring eyebrows, looking at her stubborn opinion, his face also cold down: "your room, where do you have a room, your room is not opened by me."

Zhu Yanxi opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak for a long time, because there was no way to refute. He was right. Whether this room or the room she slept in last night, it belonged to Tang Mo CI.

"I'm sorry to bother you." "I'm going now," said Zhu Yanxi

But as soon as she got off the ground, she felt dizzy. When it was dark, she almost fell down. Fortunately, Tang Mochi helped her.

"This is the time. Are you so stubborn?" Tang Mo CI looked at her like that. She was angry from the heart. Her face was colder and her tone was stiffer. "I don't know what's good for you to take soft clothes."

"I'm sorry to disappoint president Tang," she said

Tang Mo CI looked at her like that, and couldn't help sneering: "it's time to be so sharp, and to be brave."

"I didn't try to be brave. I --"

"OK!" Don Mo CI sees her to talk hard, the perspiration on the forehead oozes to know how uncomfortable she is now, press her directly back to the bed, "close your mouth, sleep."

Zhu Yanxi doesn't want to listen to his arrangement, but at present, it's hard to move. Her throat and eyes hurt badly. She wriggled her mouth dry. She simply gave up arguing and closed her eyes directly.

The medicine began to work, and soon after, Zhu Yanxi fell asleep.

Tang Mo CI stood beside her, looking at her red face, dry lips, and the chill of his eyebrows and eyes. He went to the bathroom and twisted a wet towel to put it on the forehead of Zhu Yan Xi.

Zhu Yanxi's body was hot and dry. The towel on her forehead brought her a little cool comfort. Her tight brow relaxed a little, but her lips were still dry. So Tang Mozi picked up the water cup next to her, moistened her lips with a cotton swab.

Zhu Yanxi sucks gently. At this time, she is docile and obedient. He feeds her a little and she sucks a little. Tang Mozi sniffs: "if only she had been so obedient when she was awake."

He raised his long fingers, hesitated for a moment, and finally fell on her rosy cheeks, gently stroking them.

Who says that first love is the most unforgettable?

No matter how many feelings you have experienced later, only the first love, which is unforgettable forever, will be remembered in your heart all your life?

Zhu Yanxi was confused. She felt that she held her face gently in both hands. She raised her head slowly and saw a face that made her astonished. Her deep and three-dimensional facial features were like knife carving, clear and meaningful eyebrows and eyes, tall nose, thin lips, and everything grew in her aesthetics. Unfortunately, his eyes were too terrible, just like the hunter saw his prey, She was afraid of the plunder and aggression that she was determined to obtain.

So she fled, fought all the way to escape, far away, thinking that in this way, she could get rid of the fate of being hunted.

But she soon found out that she was wrong. He was the best hunter and the free flying eagle in the sky. How could he escape from his prey.

The hunter soon found her.

She was afraid, she resisted, and finally found that the hunter didn't want to swallow her?

But she is just the most common grass that can be seen everywhere on the earth, and he is doomed to fly in the sky, how to be together?

The ending is doomed from the beginning. No longer willing to change this ending.

Tears, slowly from the corner of the eye.

Tang Mozi has been sitting at the bedside, so when Zhu Yanxi wept, he saw that, as soon as he raised his hand, he caught the tears rolling down slowly, and fell into his hand heart, burning like a cigarette on his skin.

Zhu Yanxi didn't know how long he slept. When he woke up again, there was a warm wall lamp in the room. The light was soft, but the feeling of heartache was still in the dream. The heart was like a corner missing, and the breathing was painful.She reached out and stroked her heart, picked up the water cup and drank. After pressing down the palpitation, she felt the empty stomach.

I can't help but think that if there is a bowl of hot porridge at this time, coupled with several fresh and delicious dishes, to appease the five Zang temple, then her illness will be almost better.

I really can't think about it. The more I think about it, the hungrier I am. I don't know what time it is now. After looking for it, she found her cell phone at the head of the bed. After looking at the time, she found several unread messages on it.

She opened the mailbox, read the contents inside, then couldn't wait for a moment, struggling to get up.

Tang Moxi went to the back kitchen in person to make porridge and make some small dishes. Now he put the porridge in the heat preservation barrel and lifted it up. When he stepped out of the elevator, he had an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth. Porridge and small dishes were prepared according to her favorite taste. As long as she woke up to drink this bowl of porridge, she would be almost cured.

He counted the time, opened the door, put the porridge and vegetables aside at the table, went to the bedroom, and wanted her to get up and eat something. However, when he opened the door, he saw that the bed was empty, only a slightly messy quilt, and the door of the bathroom was open, so she had left?

Tang Mo stepped forward and reached out to explore. There was still room for warmth on the bed, which means that she didn't take herself seriously for a long time! Is it so hard for her to sleep here?