Chapter 2094: Slowly like you 343

Chapter 2094 slowly likes you 343
At the end, Mo Zhifei was still breathing heavily. He was awkward and extremely happy. It seemed that he had never felt it since he was a child, and he was brought to him by his heart.
When he slowed down a little, he saw his heart sitting on the chair, his eyes twitching slightly, his lips a little bit shaped, red and swollen, a slight gasping, a silver lining on his lips. There is also a little white face on the face...
Mo Zhifei suddenly felt that he had reacted again, but he was too shy to do so. He didn’t even get up and went to find the face to help him clean up, but he took the and rubbed his head. Face and lips, Mo Zhifei also saw the heart and swallowed the throat...
I wiped out a few fingers and gave it to him. He got up and went to the inner room.
That kind of attitude, calmly seems to be just helping him a busy one, but I don’t know where he is, he just walked away from the front, took the dirty parch, felt that his fingers were hot, he put it down. The dirty puff, quickly poured a cup of hot tea and followed the room.
At that time, sitting on the edge of the bed, his head lowered, his fingers rubbed his lips, burning, and hemp and pain.
Mo Zhifei looked even more embarrassed, went over and handed him the teacup, coughing a voice: "Heart, you drink."
"Yeah." He reached out and took a look. He bowed his head and couldn't help but look up at him. The cold eyes were faintly dyed with a thin red, and it was straight white and bare. His eyes slowly came from his face. Moved up and finally stayed in his lower body for a moment.
Mo Zhifei followed his gaze and looked down at himself. He quickly pulled his clothes and tried to cover up.
But at this time, my heart took back my eyes and took another sip of water. I said faintly, "Your taste is good."
Mo knows that his whole brain is going to be blown up, and the hot is not sensible.
He said that he did not bring any emotions, nor did he dislike him. It was like faintly explaining a fact to him, but he was so, let Mo Zhifei hear it. The moment of this sentence, I remembered the scene where he bowed his head and helped him, as if he had been rushed to the top of his head by a heat wave, but he did not dare to make troubles at this section again, for fear of not giving him after he was worried, he had to. He said with a sigh of relief, "I am going out..."
Then, Mo Zhifei ran out of the rain with sorrow...
Mo Zhifei was raining outside the hospital, blinking his eyes and closing his eyes, he was finally looking at his eyes, and the last sentence he said to himself, he was killed...
He felt that he had to be folded in his heart for the rest of his life.
In the past, he always felt that people who were so indifferent to him were not too cold or hot to him. He thought that he was also an abstinence person in that matter, but he was wrong, and his heart was clearly small. Leprechaun one...
It seems that abstinence, seduce people, it is almost human life.
After knowing that it was raining, the ash ran back and didn't dare to enter the house. He just knocked on the door and asked him to take a dress.
Previously, he had left his clothes and rested here.
When he opened the door, he saw that he was soaked. He calmed for a moment and moved his lips: "Why are you doing the rain?"
Mo knows that he is wrong and confused. "I am so excited... I am happy to give you clothes, I am going to freeze to death!"
The heart is still stunned, "...you come in."
"Your clothes are brought to me, I will change to the next room, lest you get a room of water..." Mo Zhifei said while he continued to tremble.
I don’t understand what it’s wrong to run out when I’m excited, but in order not to let him catch cold, I’m still going back to the house to find clothes for him. I just gave it to him, but I didn’t say anything. Holding the clothes and pushing the next door.
I had to go back to the kitchen and cook the soup. When I carefully returned to the room, I knew that I was sitting on the couch. I was wearing a blanket and shivering. The hair was half wet and didn’t wipe. Clean, a pair... It seems that he is thin and he looks like...
He took a sigh of relief and walked over. He carefully placed the soup on the case and let him drink hot. He went back to the house and took a small cotton blanket. He stood in front of the couch and wiped his hair.
Mo knows that he is drinking hot soup. Suddenly he feels that his heart is standing behind him and rubbing his hair. He paused for a moment and took another soup. He felt that the whole stomach was warm and comfortable.
"Don't go out and rain in the future." He rubbed his hair and frowned.
Mo knows with disappointment and smiles: "Follow."
Finally wiped his hair clean, and took away the soup bowl he had finished drinking, and could not help but ask him, "Do you really go back?"
"I have to go back, but I don't return now." Mo Zhifei said, putting his heart in his arms and burying it in his neck, sniffing, his heart was itched by him, could not help but carry The hand dragged his hand, but Mo Zhifei held him tighter and shouted: "You don't want to push me away. If I am really sick, you have to be responsible."
I feel that he has something wrong with him. "It's cool, but you."
Mo Zhifei, who was once again stunned: "..."
One thing he had to admit was that although he seemed more cynical than jealous, it was the words that he said every time he said that he made his face blush.
I don’t want to take advantage of it in vain. At this time, I put people in my arms. He took the courage to touch the waist of his heart and coughed and said: "Or... the young master will help you get it..."
My ears were red all at once, holding his hand: "No."
"Do you know how to get along?"
"Who is going to talk to you..." I was a little angry.
I don’t know why I’m so angry, but I don’t know why I’m so angry. But at this festival, he’s too late for his heart. Where will he be willing to work with his heart, so he has to shun the hair of the fried hair.
Good. No, just don't."
I feel a little better.
Mo Zhifei is still very happy. After all, the sweetness that he gave to him tonight has never been seen before. He is both excited and happy. He feels that he loves him very much. He loves him more than he imagined, but this is only high. The cold little wild cat usually does not like to express it.
But the next day, I knew that I was very sad. He got up early and wanted to go out and buy it for himself. When he got up, he was dizzy and didn’t think too much. He came back soon after he bought it. The heart pulled over and touched the forehead, and said with a cold heart, "It's hot."
I don’t know how to be a bit blind, but I also patted my head. "No."
He took his hand and did not take his head to make a fool, and put his hand down. "I am going to take medicine."
(End of this chapter)