Lin Hao walked out of Zhou Yifan's tent and found Monica still sitting next to the fire.

Seeing him coming out, Monica couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Lin Hao was humiliated and asked in confusion: "What are you humming?"

Monica said: "You control me!"

Lin Hao was even more confused. Are all women this repetitive? It was fine just now, but then a few wild boars came, and then suddenly he was in a bad mood?

Just when he was a little confused about the situation, Monica said again: "You came out so soon? I thought you would stay with me in the tent until dawn!"

Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Lin Hao finally came to his senses, "Monica, are you jealous?"

Monica said disdainfully: "Tch, I will be jealous of you. You are too confident."

Lin Hao said: "It's good that you're not jealous. Then you go back to bed first, I'll just watch over you."

Monica said angrily: "Who are you? I will sleep if you tell me to sleep?"

"I am your boss!" Lin Hao responded to her, then leaned into her ear and whispered: "At the same time, I am still your man!"

Monica was completely indifferent to the first sentence, but when she heard the second sentence, her whole body froze and her heart started to beat wildly.

But in the end, she still insisted: "I won't go to sleep!"

Lin Hao spread his hands and said, "Okay, you keep watch while I go to sleep in your tent!"

Monica hurriedly said: "No!"

Lin Hao said helplessly: "Monica, this won't work, that won't work either, what on earth do you want?"

Monica whispered: "Just stay here with me."

Lin Hao looked at her doubtfully, suspecting that he heard the wrong thing.

Monica originally wanted to look at him without showing weakness, but once she met his eyes, she felt so panicked that she felt like she was about to tremble and surrender, and the image of Shanmin Temple kept popping up in her mind.

The beautiful scenes of love and joy, and the unforgettable taste in the process!

Paralysis, this black-faced god, is poisonous! She may have been poisoned! After Monica cursed secretly, she couldn't help but think so.

It was a rare occasion when Monica behaved like a woman, and Lin Hao finally obeyed her and sat next to her obediently, even very close to her.

For some reason, Monica felt very happy when she saw him sitting next to her, and she couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on her face.

The firelight shone on the side of her face, making her already beautiful look charming, and Lin Hao was stunned.

Monica noticed the look in his eyes and couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Is there something on my face?"

Lin Hao shook his head, "No, I just suddenly felt that you are not very ugly after all!"

Monica rolled her eyes at him and said, "I've never been ugly, it's just that you have blind eyes."

Lin Hao sighed: "It seems that he said something like that. He doesn't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because he is in this mountain."

Monica suddenly said angrily: "You also said that you have never been nice to me, but in the end, I fell in love with you, twice."

Lin Hao was sweating so much, "Monica, it's all out of necessity, okay? If your life is not in danger, and there is no other way to save you, how could I make such a move!"

Monica said: "Black-faced God, what do you mean?"

Lin Hao said: "I..."

Monica interrupted him and said: "You mean I'm very indifferent, and if there was no other way, you wouldn't even bother to touch me, right?"

Lin Hao said: "I didn't say that. You said it yourself!"

Monica was angry again and turned her face away and ignored him completely.

Lin Hao touched her arm, "Don't be so stingy!"

Monica said angrily: "Am I such a stingy person?"

Lin Hao said: "You don't look like it, but you are!"

Monica: "You——"

Lin Hao touched her arm again, "Monica!"

Monica said: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have something to say, say it quickly. Don't always sound like a ghost."

Lin Hao said: "I find that you have changed a bit recently."

Monica said: "What has changed?"

Lin Hao said: "The breasts have gotten bigger!"

Monica was stunned for a moment, looked down quickly, and then stared at him with a slightly red face.

Lin Hao then said: "I'm kidding you, I mean you have become more womanly and no longer like the child you used to be."

Monica wanted to scold him again, but after thinking about it, she sighed: "I am indeed no longer a girl, but a woman now, and it's all thanks to you."

Lin Hao took advantage of the situation and said: "Monica, we have been noisy and bumpy along the way, and we have experienced a lot. In the future, we should not be tit-for-tat again, okay?"

Monica asked: "Are you begging me for mercy?"

Lin Hao said: "That's right!"

Monica said dissatisfied: "What is calculation? If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not."

Lin Hao could only say: "Yes!"

Monica hesitated for a long time, but finally said nothing.

Lin Hao touched her arm again, "Is that okay?"

Monica still said nothing.

Lin Hao touched her arm again and opened his mouth again.

But before he could speak, Monica already said: "Black-faced God, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? Don't you know that when a woman is silent, it often means acquiescence?"

Lin Hao finally understood that she had promised not to target him anymore. He was so happy that he tentatively touched her hand with one hand.

When her fingers touched her lightly, Monica trembled all over, as if she had been electrocuted.

Just as Lin Hao was about to grab her hand, a person came out of Zhou Yifan's tent. It was Zhou Yifan's female secretary. "Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhou seems to have a fever."

The appearance of this female secretary was so untimely that Lin Hao quickly retracted his hand and went into the tent to check on Zhou Yifan.

Monica was a little worried. If Zhou Yifan's situation worsened, wouldn't it force Lin Hao to resort to another trick? So she quickly followed in.

After Lin Hao came to Zhou Yifan's side, he felt her pulse immediately.

Monica touched her forehead and found that it was really hot. She became even more nervous. There was no cure or cure here. Apart from Lin Hao's trick, there was no other way to save her!

It’s over, it’s over!

While she was thinking wildly, Lin Hao had already checked her pulse. Monica was obviously more nervous than Zhou Yifan's assistant and secretary, and asked hurriedly: "How is it?"

Lin Hao said: "She has a fever!"

Monica asked: "Is the wound infected?"

Lin Hao said: "There is nothing wrong with the wound. She had a fever caused by fright."

Monica said: "Is it serious? Do you want to use a trick?"

Lin Hao was sweating so much that he really wanted to say something to her. He didn't always resort to tricks. But it was difficult to say it in front of Zhou Yifan's two subordinates, so he could only say: "It's not serious, but we must treat it quickly! Otherwise it will be serious."

Get up."

Monica said distressedly: "But there is no cure or cure here, how can we cure it?"

Lin Hao shook his head and said: "Wrong, there is medicine, but there is no medicine."

Monica: "Huh?"

"This is a small problem. I'll give her some acupuncture and massage, and she'll be fine." Lin Hao responded, then gently patted Zhou Yifan's face, "Miss Zhou, Miss Zhou, wake up!"

The groggy Zhou Yifan finally woke up and said weakly: "Young Master Lin!"

Lin Hao said: "You have a fever, I have to give you acupuncture and massage. Do you agree?"

Zhou Yifan looked up and found that there were others in the tent, including his subordinates, so he nodded, and then fell asleep unbearably.

When Lin Hao saw her promise, he said, "You all should go out first."

Zhou Yifan's female secretary and male assistant looked at each other and finally withdrew, because they felt that Mr. Lin was indeed a good person and a capable person. If he hadn't been here just now, their boss would have been killed by a wild boar.

Seeing that Monica was still squatting next to her, Lin Hao had no intention of going out. He thought it would be nice if she was here, so as not to explain anything unclearly, so he stopped chasing her and started massaging Zhou Yifan on his own.

I don’t know why, but when she saw Lin Hao’s hands falling on Zhou Yifan and touching him without hesitation, Monica felt very uncomfortable, but she didn’t dare to say anything, so she could only ask in a low voice: “Black-faced God, you

Is this really a massage?"

Lin Hao kept saying with his hands: "Yeah!"

Monica said: "But why do I feel like you are taking advantage of her!"

Lin Hao looked at his hand that would slide across Zhou Yifan's chest from time to time and said: "That's what massage is like. It targets acupuncture points, not physiological parts. That's why I always emphasize that doctors and patients, regardless of gender, have the same meaning."

Monica finally fell silent. She was not a doctor, so she could only do whatever he said!
To be continued...