Endless Pampering Only For You

But she also felt that her body didn't seem to have changed?

At least based on the experiences of friends around her, I heard that it hurts the first time!

She felt tired all the time, and she didn't feel any pain in her body.

So she should be, isn't it?

Fortunately fortunately ...

Mo Xiaomeng didn't know what to fear after this time.

Although she didn't know how Ye Sijue saved her, she was very grateful, at least he woke her up.

So Mo Xiaomeng said to him, "Although I don't know your name ..."

"Lord Nights," he said suddenly in a low voice.

Mo Xiaomeng froze, thinking he heard it wrong, "What's your name ..."

Didn't he just refuse to tell her just now?

Why did you suddenly change your mind?

Ye Sijue frowned, a little regretful.

He didn't know why, and when she saw her lost expression, she said impulsively.

But since he had already spoken, he was not so stingy, so he said again, "My name is Ye Sijue."

"Night ... S ... Jazz." Mo Xiaomeng read it word by word, as if admiring the name, his face showing a smile because he knew his name.

Ye Sijue looked at her, "What about you?"

"My name is ..." Mo Xiaomeng paused, swallowed the name Aniel, and said, "My name is Mo Xiaomeng."

"Mo Xiaomeng," said Ye Sijue, with a smile in her tone, as if her name was funny.

I have to say that this name fits her well.

Mo Xiaomeng was listening to his low and **** voice and chanting his own name. He didn't know why, so he felt good.

There was a sudden dizziness in front of her eyes, and her feet staggered.

Ye Sijue's eyes were sharp, and she suddenly found her somewhat shaking figure.

"What's wrong?" He asked, with a concern he didn't even know.

Mo Xiaomen suddenly squatted down, covering his forehead with the palm of his hand, and said weakly, "I'm a little uncomfortable ..."

As soon as I finished speaking, I coughed and then retched.

Ye Sijue straddled his long legs, got out of bed, and walked quickly to her.

At this time, it was found that she was sweating finely on her forehead. She had just soaked hot water, restored her rosy lips, and became pale again.

"I look like ..." I was sick.

Before speaking, Mo Xiaomeng's figure crooked and fell to the side.

Ye Sijue stretched out his arms, caught her in time, and took her into his arms.

Warm big hand touched her cheek and patted, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

However, the skin under the palm of your hand has a slightly hot temperature.

Ye Sijue frowned and put his palm on her forehead to check the temperature.

damn it!

She has a fever!

He quickly hugged her, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

Mo Xiaomeng wrinkled his face, opened his eyes slightly, covered his chest with his hands, looked at Ye Sijue and said, "I'm so uncomfortable ..."

"You bear with me, I call the doctor."

Mo Xiaomen sobbed, just like a wounded pet.

She rarely gets sick, and even if she is not so uncomfortable, she now feels that there is a hot current and a cold current in her body.

Ye Sijue picked up the cell phone on the side and dialed the assistant's number with his eyes.