"No, why does this medicine smell bad? It's just a little bitter." As he said that, Li Xiaomo put the medicine under his nose and smelled it, "It really doesn't smell bad!"
"Hey, I don't care, just throw them away anyway!"
His eyes were full of resistance.
"No? Why are you more troublesome than a child?" Li Xiaomo wanted to laugh again, "How can anyone not take medicine when they are sick?"
No matter how good his physical condition is, he is still overwhelmed by illness! "How can he recover quickly without taking medicine?"
"It doesn't matter whether it heals quickly or not, as long as you don't let me take medicine!"
Mo Sen stubbornly turned his face to one side and refused Li Xiaomo's coaxing.
"Hey! This is not right for you!"
Li Xiaomo crossed his arms and said, "If you don't take medicine, your illness won't be cured. Then how can I explain to those people downstairs!"
"Those people downstairs?" Mo Sen was confused!
His illness has always been his fault. When did he need to explain it to others?
"Those super fans of yours downstairs! Your maids!"
Li Xiaomo shouted depressedly.
Don't blame her for being bad-tempered whenever she mentions those maids!
It’s really because this demon is so good at attracting bees and butterflies!
In the morning, as soon as everyone heard that Mo Sen was sick, they all turned their blaming eyes on her, saying with their eyes that she had not taken good care of their dearest prince!
Now when I think of those looks, Li Xiaomo still feels very unhappy!
Really! It seems like she is the one who is someone’s nominal girlfriend? Why should those maids blame her?
Mo Sen heard the sour taste in her tone and couldn't help but turned his face curiously.
Sure enough, he saw the interpretation of "I'm very angry" on Li Xiaomo's face.
"Uh, are you jealous?" He chuckled and moved his face to Li Xiaomo's side, feeling extremely proud.
"Why am I jealous?" Li Xiaomo didn't admit it!
Seeing Mo Sen finally turn her face, a cunning thought flashed through her mind, "Hey! You said, if your illness doesn't get better, I'll tell them it's because you're afraid of taking medicine.
, what do you think they would think?"
"How dare you?" Mo Sen's face suddenly turned serious.
"Then there's nothing I can do! You can't let me take the blame?" His sly eyes blinked at Mo Sen.
Her eyes read: "Should you take the medicine obediently or sweep the floor wisely? It's up to you!"
"You..." Mo Sen was furious!
"Haha! Don't be angry! Isn't it worthwhile if you lick a sick person if you are angry?"
Li Xiaomo smiled and forced the medicine into Mo Sen's big hand. He raised his small chin and signaled Mo Sen to swallow the stuff quickly.
Mo Sen stared at the pills in his hand, as if the red and black pills were dead flies, and refused to open his mouth.
"Hey! A real man, don't let me look down on you!"
Knowing that men are obsessed with saving face, Li Xiaomo deliberately provoked him.
"Humph! Just eat it!" He glanced at Li Xiaomo who was watching the show reluctantly. Mo Sen swallowed the pills and kept hypnotizing himself: What are you afraid of? It's just a few gadgets!
Then! He opened his mouth, shook his big hand, and the pills were silently thrown into his throat.
shit!
If he found out which bastard doctor prescribed such smelly pills to him, he would definitely greet their whole family!