The handsome husband is so teasing

"Don't... don't..." the girl in her sleep suddenly screamed.

Mo Jingyao frowned slightly and patted her back with his big palm. "Don't be afraid, I'm here. It's okay, it's okay."

"Dad, I don't want to marry a dead man. Won't you let me marry?" but I didn't think that the more mo Jingyao coaxed, the more powerful Yu se cried in his sleep.

Yu SE's crying words made Mo Jingyao black in an instant.

I immediately understood what Yu se dreamed of.

Arms slightly folded.

Hold the metaphor closer.

"Small color... Small color..."

"Don't... it's so dark..."

"Xiao se..." Mo Jingyao called several times continuously, but Yu se was still immersed in a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

Mo Jingyao's eyes were slightly heavy, and then his handsome face tilted slightly. In a moment, he sealed Yu's lips.

After gently shallow, suddenly drove straight in.

Finally, the screams in Yu SE's nightmare after nightmare were eliminated.

Then, the girl's salty tears quietly entered her lips, which made Mo Jingyao feel distressed for a while.

Dream, dream, she cried.

I think he must have frightened her by the way he wore a shroud.

Yu se cried and felt that the cold in her dream was gone.

Instead, it was hot.

Hot, she gradually warmed up, and then, just want to be closer to the warm source.

"Xiao se, now is the bridal chamber of that day, okay?" that day, he couldn't move. On this day, he was very sober.

On that day, she saved him. She was his day. On this day, he was her day. He wanted to hold up a sky for her.

Hearing the word "bridal chamber", Yu se slowly opened his eyes, and then looked at the man's enlarged handsome face.

Also, he always enjoys playing kiss games.

Every time I kiss, I can't stop like an addict.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and Yu se finally woke up. Then, without thinking about anything, he said, "Mo Jingyao, are you sure you can do it?" he was hurt and couldn't do it at all.

The girl's vague voice overflowed from the lips of the two people.

Mo Jingyao only felt a evil fire rising rapidly in his body.

Immediately, the body shape together, Yu SE's back fell slightly on the sheet.

Lips.

Hands.

All, all.

It began to explode at this moment.

By the time Yu color reacts, it's already late.

It's too late for anything.

No matter how she begged him, he would not let her go.

Although the sun was blocked outside by dark curtains, it didn't affect them to see each other at all.

Like the flow of water, it washes away two lonely hearts for a long time bit by bit.

Yes, Yu se has always been lonely.

Yes, Mo Jingyao has always been lonely.

Fortunately, they met each other and were no longer alone.

However, the metaphor at this moment was that he wanted to bite off a piece of mojingyao's meat.

He's hurt.

However, no matter how many times she begged, he would not let her go.

When the running waterfall suddenly falls into the secluded pool, the water in a pool is slowly quiet.

On the side of the body, there was a strong breathing sound of Mo Jingyao.

Yu se has curled up like a kitten and shrunk there, "Mo Jingyao, don't you want to die?"

"Yes, you give it." the man's ink eyes narrowed slightly and lay on Yu SE's side. His voice was dumb.

It feels like death.

He seems liberated.

But in fact, only he knows how hard it is.

Hearing his words, he sat up, his little hand fell on Mo Jingyao's forehead, "obviously he doesn't have a fever. Obviously, it's normal. He has to do that terrible thing. Don't think about your ribs, Mo Jingyao."

She said, moving her little hand down to feel his injury.

The broken ribs had been cured for seven or eight minutes after one day of medication and her acupuncture. As long as he was given another two days to consolidate, he could move freely. As a result, he had just made this toss, and everything had to start from scratch.

Yu se really wants to cry without tears.

"Bad is bad." Mo Jingyao still closed his eyes slightly.

But the more so, the more you can feel the little hand of metaphor.

Move slowly.

It's a deadly rhythm.

Mingming just had a rough wave. At this moment, he was ready to move again.

"Well, you really don't want to get better? Then your bone wound will take root. I promise you will cry every rainy and cloudy day, but it's no use crying then. It's absolutely painful. You want to die."

"Well, it's not good." Mo Jingyao didn't know how much he heard. He only knew that he really didn't want to be good at this moment.

He liked it when she was sick and accompanied by Yu se. She took care of her 24 hours.

Otherwise, once you get well, I'm afraid you'll never get this treatment again.

Yu se wants to bite.

The man really owes a bite. She wants to cure him wholeheartedly, but he doesn't think so. She takes it.

His hand moved away from his lower abdomen. Yu se turned and got out of bed. He took his bag, opened it and put it by the bed.

"Mo Jingyao, lie down."

"HMM." the man stretched out and lay down, waiting for Yu se to give him acupuncture.

Yu se Bai glanced at Mo Jingyao, "Mo Jingyao, I must owe you in my last life, so I've been bullied by you all my life. In addition, I have to deal with the aftermath after being bullied by you."

Muttering and placing the needle.

One stitch after another.

However, this needle drop is completely different from the previous two.

Deep.

It's a little deeper than before.

Naturally, each needle hurts a lot more than before.

However, Yu se is not nervous at all. Anyway, it's not her pain.

It hurts Mo Jingyao.

But he deserved it.

Who made him just refuse to let her go.

She blushed at the thought of every move he had just made.

Dozens of needles fell, Yu se slowly straightened up and sat down.

Looking at the dense silver needles on Mo Jingyao's body, he clapped his hands, "Mo Jingyao, does it hurt?"

"No pain." Mo Jingyao's forehead was slightly sweating. In fact, it had hurt to the extreme.

Yes, it really hurts this time.

But he is a man and can't hurt.

We can't let Yu se worry about him.

As a result, as soon as he finished, he heard Yu se say, "really doesn't it hurt? Is it because I dropped the needle shallow? I'll deepen it again." Yu se said, and his small hand fell down, gently turning the tail of the fallen silver needle one by one.

It was only ten seconds, and she had turned a few needles.

The sweat on Mo Jingyao's forehead became more intense. Then he said suspiciously, "the pain is normal when you drop the needle?"

Otherwise, she wouldn't ask back, nor would she fiddle with the fallen silver needle again.

"Yes, it hurts. It doesn't hurt."

"Pain." Yu SE's ending sound just fell, and Mo Jingyao made a code to respond to Mo Jingyao with the word "pain".

Yu se stopped and smiled at Mo Jingyao. "Mr. Mo, tell me, is the taste ecstatic now?"