On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 888 Restraint
The words were about to blurt out as soon as they came to his lips. Xiaozizizi suddenly thought of something and gritted his teeth to hold back in time.

She balled up the cloth in her hand and did not hand it to Nan Wanyan. Instead, she silently put it into her arms, pretending that nothing happened.

But the way she looked at Mo Yan was completely different. She was confused, puzzled, angry, and distressed...

Nan Wanyan was treating Mo Yan's wounds carefully, using the cover of her sleeves to take out a bandage from the space and bandage it, but she didn't notice her daughter's reaction.

She frowned as she looked at the unconscious Mo Yan, stretched out her hand to check his body temperature, and found that he had a severe fever, so she ordered Xiaobaozi to get a water bag, gave Mo Yan an antipyretic pill, and then poured a few A child was brought out of the carriage.

Little Steamed Dumpling relied on her ability, so she acted recklessly. She had learned a few martial arts moves, but strength was the thing this girl lacked the most. She couldn't defeat the bad guys and even caused trouble for her own people.

She taught Little Steamed Dumpling seriously, and Little Steamed Dumpling lowered his head, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry. I won't dare to do it again in the future."

Little Baozi and An An were nearby, listening to the fuss, and lowered their heads to receive the scolding together.

Nan Wanyan saw that Xiao Zhanjiao sincerely admitted his mistake, so he said: "Go and apologize to all brothers. When Mo Yan wakes up, he must also apologize properly."

When Mo Yan was mentioned, Little Steamed Dumpling's eyes became more complicated, "Okay."

……

I don't know how long it took, but Mo Yan felt that his whole body was burning and hurting. The wound on his left upper arm was numb, but it was no longer so uncomfortable.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and his vision changed from blurry to clear. He stood up with his arms and found that he was still in the carriage, and he could vaguely hear the laughter of children outside the carriage.

Mo Yan looked at the bandaged left hand and rubbed his dizzy temple. The next second, a picture of Sleeping Beauty caught his eye unexpectedly.

Nan Wanyan was lying quietly on her side opposite him, her legs bent and curled up into a ball.

The sunlight hit her peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, making her thick and curled eyelashes more distinct.

Her face was fair and flawless, and although her sleeves were stained with blood, it did not hinder the fairy aura brought by her plain white brocade dress, but instead added a bit of stunning enchantment.

Mo Yan's eyes were gentle and his breathing became gentler, for fear of disturbing the sleeping woman.

He looked out the window and saw that the guards were lined up to guard the place. Feng Yang was guarding the children. The corpses of the assassins on the ground had all been taken care of, and he knew that it was absolutely safe now.

Mo Yan felt relieved. Suddenly, Nan Wanyan frowned and moved. Her skirt dragged to the ground with her movements, exposing half of her calves and ankles.

Mo Yan stared at her white ankles with burning eyes, and after a while he frowned again, a little helpless.It's still the same as before, no defense at all.

He knelt down close to Nan Wanyan, stretched out his hand to lift up the hem of Nan Wanyan's skirt, and was about to cover her up, but he couldn't take his eyes away. Her legs were slender, white, and small. He knew what it felt like to hold them. , the ambiguous scenes of the past hit his mind, and Mo Yan's mouth became inexplicably dry.

He resisted the urge in his heart, covered her with her skirt, and his eyes wandered over her face, as if he could never tire of watching every inch of her face.

"Wan Yan..." The low voice with suppressed voice was like murmuring, fleeting in the wind.

Mo Yan reached out and touched Nan Wanyan's fingers. Her fingertips were soft, different from his rough ones, delicate and smooth.

His eyebrows were slightly curved, and he couldn't help but carefully intertwined his fingers with hers, rubbing his palms against each other tenderly.

At this moment, Nan Wanyan's eyelids moved. Mo Yan was so nervous that he almost suffocated and did not dare to move.

Cold sweat flowed down the man's forehead. Fortunately, Nan Wanyan didn't really wake up, so Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief and thought about going back and sitting down as soon as possible to avoid being discovered by her.

But looking at her sleeping peacefully, he suddenly felt reluctant to let her go.

In the past two years or so, he had spent countless days and nights fantasizing about being by her side like this, and it had nothing to do with them. Now that he finally got what he wanted, how could he not be greedy, how could he not take another step forward with her.

If he hadn't used all his restraint, he wouldn't have been able to endure it for so long.

Mo Yan slowly moved closer to Nan Wanyan, and covered her soft lips with his thin lips, touching her gently, treating her like a treasure.

The distance between the two hearts was getting closer and closer. Mo Yan's mind went blank and he could only hear his own beating heart.

He closed his eyes, and his thin lips couldn't help but work harder, sucking greedily with longing and desire...

Nan Wanyan barely slept last night and got up early. She was sleeping deeply now, but her lips were itchy and crispy, which made her very uncomfortable.

It felt like a mosquito was biting her, so she frowned and waved it away. The mosquito was calm for a while, but soon it started playing tricks on her face again.

"Go away!" She waved again in annoyance, but this time her consciousness was much clearer. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Mo Yan's handsome and enlarged face at a glance...

(End of this chapter)