They say that half of a man's nature is that of a child, and now she believes it.
She returned to the bed, bent down, and wanted to cover her with a kiss as fast as lightning, but as soon as she touched her, Lord Moss had no intention of letting her go.
Mu Shuiling struggled, but Mosjue still held her head and had no intention of letting go.
In front of a wolf, you must either resist or be trusted.
The target was Lord Moss. Obviously, the resistance was fruitless.
So entrusted?!
No, in this case, it is impossible for Mu Shuiling to be entrusted.
"Lord Moss!" Taking advantage of the moment of breathing, Mu Shuiling yelled through gritted teeth to a certain one who almost turned into a wolf.
"Baby..." Mosjue's voice was full of sexiness, and the sweat on his forehead showed that he was trying his best to hold back.
This numbing voice almost made Mu Shuiling soften his heart, so he didn't interrupt his good deeds and let him continue like this.
But the injuries on his body did not allow her to do this.
"Wait...wait until your injury is healed, then...let's talk again." He whispered with a red face, covered his hot face and ran away.
In the few days she had left, she wanted to give herself to him, but she didn't want their first time to be when he was injured.
I went downstairs covering my ripe face and happened to meet Aunt Pei just coming out of the kitchen wearing an apron.
"Young lady, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
"Yeah. I want the braised beef you made, Aunt Pei." Every time I think of the braised beef Aunt Pei secretly made for her in the hospital, she becomes greedy again.
"Auntie will cook it for you right away. It's really heartbreaking to see how thin you have become in the past few days." After saying that, Aunt Pei walked into the kitchen.
She has lost weight, and even Aunt Pei can tell. If this continues, will Lord Moss notice Ni Duan?
He sighed, sat on the sofa, picked up the painkillers in his bag, and looked at them in trance.
The time she got sick last time without taking medicine changed with her. Since taking the medicine Mu Guangxiong gave her, the time she got sick has been getting longer and longer. If she calculated correctly this time, the medicine the man gave him was only
Enough to last her until the afternoon.
Every time you take one pill, the duration of the effect of the medicine becomes shorter and shorter.
Facts have proved that she was right.
After lunch, she shut herself in her room and deliberately didn't think about it, thinking that she would be fine when she woke up after closing her eyes.
However, not long after she fell asleep, something strange started to stir inside her body, and then she felt a stabbing pain in her heart.
She is sick!
I forced myself to sit up, picked up the painkillers, and wanted to swallow them.
But she suddenly remembered that if she swallowed this medicine, she would only have one pill left, and each pill would reduce its effectiveness. The first time it lasted for two days, and the last time it lasted a day and a half. If she took this pill,
It can only last one day...
"Ugh!" As usual, the pain came fiercely. Even if she was mentally prepared, the pain became deeper and deeper each time. The first time she could control it, the second time she could hardly control herself, and this time...
A stream of blood overflowed from his mouth. Mu Shuiling bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from screaming. His pink lips had already been stained red by the blood, making them particularly dazzling.
Even if she bit her lip, it was not one-tenth as painful as the pain in her heart.
A low moan sounded in the room, and the owner of the sound huddled up in the corner in pain. His hands were about to reach for the painkillers not far away, but he took them back...
"Sister Mu, are you in there? I'm Qingxue." At this moment, there was an urgent knock on the door.