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Chapter 387 She Hugs Him

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After the Queen and King Lan left, Prince Mo's Mansion returned to its former tranquility.

"Qingqing."

Mo Wang leaned on the bed, with a gentle smile in his deep black pupils, he stretched out a hand to her, "Help me out of bed and walk."

Yun Qingcheng was taken aback, looking at the hand.

My nominal husband, since he woke up, seemed to have completely accepted him, and he didn't show any dissatisfaction because he was married on behalf of him, and he didn't dislike her background. On the contrary, he was very gentle and enthusiastic towards her.

Obviously according to the rumors, His Royal Highness Mo Wang, God of War, is a very cold man, very difficult to get close to.

Why did my style of painting change when I came here?

"Tilt?"

Seeing that the little daughter-in-law just stood there in a daze, did not come over, and did not give him her hand, King Mo sighed in his heart, thinking that the little girl was still very strange to him, and he was not close at all.

It's ok.

Getting close to this kind of thing can be cultivated.

Let's look at his means.

"My husband's health has improved. But lying on the couch all day is not an option. I plan to go for a walk in the courtyard so that I can recover faster."

Look, he is a very well-behaved patient, and he is very cooperative with the treatment of the doctor's wife.

Why don't you hurry up and reward him with a warm little hand?

Yun Qingcheng was indeed wary of King Mo.

Originally, I didn't want to get close, but when I heard that he said it was for exercising more and recovering soon, I immediately let go of my guard.She is an excellent doctor. There is no reason why a doctor should not cooperate with active patients.

Thinking of this, she stretched out her right hand.

King Mo was overjoyed.

I thought that after waking up, I could finally hold my wife's hand.

But who knows-

Yun Qingcheng's right hand circled in mid-air, clasped five fingers, and clasped King Mo's wrist like this. At the same time, his left hand also stretched out to support King Mo's arm: "If your highness finds it difficult to stand and walk, ,I can help you."

Mo Bai: "..."

What about holding hands?

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He was extremely upset in his heart, but his face remained calm, and there was still a gentle smile on his perfect thin lips, "So, thank you very much Qingqing."

Is he that weak?
If he can't even stand up and walk, how can he be her husband in the future, how can he hug her like this?

King Mo got off the bed.

As soon as he stood up, his legs felt like ten thousand needles were being pricked, and his nerves felt dull pain, which made his forehead break out in cold sweat on the spot.

I staggered under my feet.

"Be careful."

Yun Qingcheng had quick eyesight and quick hands, using her own body as a support, resisting his staggering body that almost fell, the hand that had originally clasped King Mo's right wrist changed to wrap around his thin and narrow waist.

Under this sweep, Yun Qingcheng couldn't help but "thump" in his heart.

——The waist is so thin.

Moreover, the texture is clear and extremely flexible, and the clothes worn in summer are very thin, so the touch is extremely vivid.Holding it up does not look like the muscle state that a long-term paralyzed patient should have.

Either that or King Mo's extraordinary talent.

Either his physical fitness is really good and his resilience is excellent.

Mo Wang kept his expression on the face, but his ears hidden in the thick black hair were already slightly hot, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

This was the first time he was so close to her.

She holds him.

(End of this chapter)