Divine doctor son Ben Hongzhuang

Chapter 910 Have some impure thoughts

Mo Jiu did not lie down, but sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Di Wuchen.

Di Wuchen was lying on his side, looking at Mo Jiu with his head folded with one hand. Seeing that Mo Jiu had no intention of moving, he reached out and tugged at her sleeve.

"Lie down too, or I won't sleep either."

Di Wuchen was like an insecure child.Looking at Di Wuchen like this, Mo Jiu felt a little bit cute in his heart.

It is clear that he no longer has the appearance of a teenager, but knowing that he is Coke, he will always subconsciously treat him as a child.

The moonlight at night was very soft, but the light was still very dim. Mo Jiu didn't notice the smile flickering in Di Wuchen's eyes.

Mo Jiu took off his outer shirt and got on the bed, still lying on the outside of the bed, pulled the quilt for Di Wuchen, and said.

"Okay, go to bed early, and I will make you some medicine tomorrow."

Di Wuchen laughed suddenly when he heard this.That smile was like ripples in the center of the lake, rippling away little by little.Bewitching to the extreme under the moonlight.

Mo Jiu couldn't help but stare blankly. To be honest, Coke's appearance looks really good.I feel that using all the adjectives to describe good-looking on him can't describe his appearance.

Only then did Mo Jiu discover a problem, which she had ignored before she lay down.

Even if Coke didn't have that kind of thought about her, as an adult woman, she still had some thoughts.No, it should be said that it is very thoughtful.

He only cared about comforting Coke, but forgot about it.She was really afraid that she would turn into a wolf in the middle of the night.

But she had promised Cole to sleep with him just now, so she couldn't suddenly get up and leave now, right?

If she really got up now, wouldn't it be a disguised admission that she had some impure thoughts?

Seeing Mo Jiu's eyes changing color, Di Wuchen didn't know what he was thinking, so he said.

"What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

Di Wuchen's voice was not loud, but at this moment, Mo Jiuteng sat up.

"What did you say?"

Mo Jiu got up, and felt that his movements were too big, as if there was no silver 300 taels here.

Mo Jiu smiled awkwardly, and said, "I'd better make some medicine for you."

Di Wuchen said softly: "You promised to accompany me, are you leaving?"

Mo Jiu lay down again and said, "Okay, I'm not leaving. It's getting late, you should go to bed earlier."

When Di Wuchen saw Mo Jiu lying stiffly on the bed and looking at the ceiling, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

After a long time without hearing Di Wuchen's breathing, Mo Jiu looked aside and found that Di Wuchen beside him was breathing evenly, and had already entered a dream.

Only then did Mo Jiu look sideways at Di Wuchen's sleeping face.

The man's eyebrows are gathered together, the bridge of his nose is straight, his skin is jade-like, his lips are tightly pressed, his handsome face seems to have been carefully sculpted by the most skillful craftsman in the world, so perfect that there is no trace of blemish.

God seems to be particularly partial to him, pouring all the good things on him, and the thin lips that are tightly pursed have a bit of abstinence-like coldness, and a bit of temptation for no reason.

It was clearly a face with closed eyes, but it was already so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Mo Jiu couldn't help stretching out his hand to Di Wuchen's face, and stroked it lightly. When his finger rested on his lips, Di Wuchen's eyelashes trembled, and Mo Jiu withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

Fortunately, Di Wuchen's eyes didn't open, otherwise Mo Jiu didn't know how to explain his actions just now.

But to be honest, even she didn't know why she reached out to touch his face.

(End of this chapter)