Ji Shao, he is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 632 Sweet
He was carried by Ji Mo all the way to the sixth floor, his bedroom.

"You are still injured, can you take it easy!" Qi Shaoqin felt very uncomfortable when he saw the sweat on his face.

"You can move." Ji Mo hugged her persistently until he was at the bedside, and put her down.

Qi Shaoqin was a little speechless, "Give me the medicine, and I will wipe it in the mirror myself!"

Ji Mo didn't give her the ointment as she said, "You're talking stupid again."

"...Who's talking stupid! I'm not injured in a place that I can't touch by myself. What's wrong with applying medicine by myself? I usually paint my eyebrows and lipstick by myself, don't I do it by myself in front of the mirror!"

Qi Shaoqin didn't like Ji Mo's eyes that he was the most intelligent in the world and looked at others as idiots.

Ji Mo sighed, with a misunderstood and aggrieved expression on his face, "But you are careless and clumsy, the red spots on your face are accidentally punctured by you, and the blood can easily infect other parts. Time is really disfigured, although I won't dislike you, but you will definitely be sad when you look in the mirror..."

"Forget it, forget it, if you want to wipe it for me, you can do it for me." Hearing what he said, she is right, she is impatient, impatient in doing things, and the red spots all over her face will be punctured if she is not careful. .

"Okay, obediently let me finish applying the medicine for you, and I'll take you to eat delicious food." Ji Mo coaxed softly.

Qi Shaoqin liked this very much, "I want to eat something sweet!"

"Okay!" Ji Mo readily agreed.

"There are also shrimp, fish, and..." Qi Shaoqin found that there were too many things he wanted to eat.

Ji Mo smiled and said, "You have everything you like."

"Then hurry up and rub the medicine on me, I'm hungry." Qi Shaoqin urged.

Ji Mo smiled and sat in front of her with a medicine bottle, dipped in the ointment, and gently applied it on her face.

Qi Shaoqin felt that the red spots on his face were still itchy, but as Ji Mo applied the ointment on those itchy red spots, he felt a cool and comfortable feeling.

"Ji Mo..." Qi Shaoqin watched him concentrate on applying the medicine, his heart skipped a few beats, and he called out his name out of nowhere.

After shouting, he startled himself.

Ji Mo was slightly startled, and glanced at her. Seeing her flustered eyes and reddish ears, he curled his lips, "I'm very happy today."

"Ah?" Is this sick young man stupid?What stimulated you?
Injured, bleeding so much, still happy?
"I haven't been this happy for a long time. It's been so long that I feel that everything today is a dream of mine." Ji Mo looked at her with inexplicably focused eyes.

As he spoke, he suddenly approached, "Well..."

Qi Shaoqin pushed and shoved, fearing that his wound would be involved.

I can only stop him with a small movement, but it feels like this kind of stopping doesn't work at all.

The mouth of a sick man is a deceiving ghost, let alone eat delicious food after applying the medicine.

She was hungry and fell asleep exhausted.

Open your eyes, it's already dark.

And she was lying in Ji Mo's arms. Ji Mo's back was injured, so naturally he couldn't lie on his back, he was lying on his side.

The light in the room was dim, and he looked like he was still asleep.

Qi Shaoqin got up and put on his clothes with a flushed face. He was so angry that he wanted to kick him to death, but thinking that he was injured, he didn't kick him after all.

Even the movement of putting on clothes is inexplicably gentle.

She put on her clothes with minimal movements, and just got up when someone hugged her waist.

Ji Mo buried his chin in the back of her neck, "Where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)