The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 165 Let me hold you for a while
He reached out to stop her movement and snatched the medicine in his hand. She squinted her mouth and ran to bring the water.

Momo took the water, but didn't drink it: "The water is cold."

Believing it was true, she took the water back and ran into the bathroom to pour it out, then sprinted downstairs to refill a cup of steaming hot water and ran back to his room.

He took it, but still didn't drink it: "The water is too hot."

Yan Zhixin let out an aggrieved "ow".

Running up and down the stairs is tiring.

She decided not to run away, and put the water glass by the window: "Wait until it gets cold."

Then, he sat on the bed and she sat on the floor, staring at each other.

After a while, Yan Zhixin brought the water back, took a small sip, made sure it wasn't hot, and handed it to him: "The temperature is just right now."

Momo looked disgusted: "Your saliva, it's dirty, change it."

Yan Zhixin resisted the urge to slap him all over the face: "You did it on purpose, but you just dare not take medicine, you are afraid of suffering, you coward!"

Mo Mo: "..."

Yan Zhixin clenched her fist and shook it in front of him: "If you don't eat again, I'll beat your ass to bloom."

Mo Mo was silent for a while, took the antipyretics, then looked at the cup with disgust, took a sip as if he was on the execution ground, and refused to drink any more.

Yan Zhixin looked up at him: "No, drink more. Grandma said, drink more hot water when you are sick."

He reluctantly took another sip like he was drinking pesticide.

Yan Zhixin finally let him go, picked up the medicine and the cup and ran downstairs to put them away. After thinking for a while, she ran upstairs again and glanced at him quietly. He fell asleep again, the quilt was bulging, and she tiptoed in. .

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow, and the light from outside the window shone in. Under the light and shadow, his normally expressionless face looked extraordinarily soft.

"Although he's hateful, he's still pretty..." Yan Zhixin looked at him lying on the edge of the bed with her chin in her hands, getting closer and closer, and by the time she realized what was going on, she was already asleep In his arms!
Yan Zhixin's consciousness was a little clearer, and she wanted to get up immediately.

However, her waist was buckled.

Immediately afterwards, his beautiful lips suddenly kissed her.

Yan Zhixin: "Hey hey..."

Yan Zhixin was struggling in her sleep, but she had no idea that her dream had unknowingly become reality.

Mo Junting woke up because of her leaving, and before she knew it, he returned to his room, slept beside her, and kissed her.

She feels so hot.

How did he burn so badly?

It won't burn to [-] degrees, will it?
If it burns to forty degrees, it will turn into a fool.

It took a lot of effort for Yan Zhixin to break free from his shackles, touched his hot forehead, and said to him in a dream: "Fever medicine doesn't work, you need to go to the hospital."

He hooked the corners of his lips, and answered her in reality: "I didn't have a fever."

Yan Zhixin couldn't believe it: "You are very hot."

He stared at her, his eyes flickering with a gnawing light in the dark night: "Because of you."

Yan Zhixin pushed him: "Don't worry, you have to go to the hospital immediately, or I'll call grandma back."

(End of this chapter)