The moment he came back to his senses, his lips were still tightly attached to the girl's mouth, and he could even feel the heat in the girl's mouth and the naughty tongue of her little tongue.
His consciousness suddenly returned, and he was about to push the girl away, but suddenly he saw the girl's white cheeks with pink in them, and the girl's confused and unfocused eyes...
Long Qingtian suddenly came to his senses, pushed the girl's head away, and looked at the silver thread in their mouths, creating an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.
Suppressing his body's impulse, he stood up suddenly and held the girl in his arms. However, he couldn't help shouting: "Damn it! Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were sick?"
Then he walked out in panic...
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quiet.
There was an eerie silence in the ward.
Mo Jiu felt that the smell of disinfectant was very pungent, and she opened her eyes blankly. In the white ward, she met a pair of red eyes.
The moment Mo Jiu opened his eyes, Mo Jiayi's eyes flashed with joy, and then her eyes turned red, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Jiu, you're awake! You're finally awake!"
Um, what's going on!
When had Lao Mo been so kind to me?!
Subconsciously looking around, he saw Jiang Li and Long Qingtian in the room.
Jiang Li's eyes were also very red, and he looked at her with pity.
Long Qingtian's face was still cold, and his deep eyes showed no emotion.
"Xiao Jiu, what do you want to eat? Mom will buy it for you." Mo Jiayi stretched out her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes with a very gentle expression.
Weird.
It's so weird.
Mo Jiayi's attitude towards her has changed too much, right?
Could it be that... she had some terminal illness?
Thinking of this, Mo Jiu widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Li.
Jiang Li immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak. It was obvious that there was something wrong in his heart.
Damn it! You can’t be so bloody!
She, what kind of terminal disease did she really have?
"Xiao Jiu, please speak, don't scare mom." Mo Jiayi reached out and touched Mo Jiu's forehead.
Mo Jiu looked at Mo Jiayi again, thought for a while and asked: "Old Mo, did something... happen to me?"
I wanted to ask if I was about to die, but I thought the word "death" was too unlucky, so I asked more vaguely.
Mo Jiayi's eyes became even redder and she retorted in a panic: "No, what can happen? Xiaojiu, don't worry, mom will do her best! Don't worry!"
After saying this, Mo Jiayi's tears fell freely.
Like this...
It seems to be true.
"Mom, what are you doing? The doctor also said that Xiao Jiu can't hurt his body too much now. I'll help you sit outside for a while." Jiang Li comforted her softly.
Mo Jiayi covered her face, nodded, and followed Jiang Li out. She could vaguely hear Mo Jiayi's words: "It's all my fault. It's all my fault for throwing her so far away at such a young age..."
My heart was sour, alas, I didn't expect that I was about to die, and Lao Mo finally realized his conscience.
Mo Jiu blinked his swollen eyes due to sleeping for too long, looked at Long Qingtian seriously again, sighed and said: "Tell me, is it leukemia or terminal cancer? How long do I have?"
Mo Jiu really didn't feel that he was so sick that he was about to die.
Apart from being a little weak all over her body, she felt very energetic!
Long Qingtian didn't expect that the first thing the girl said to him would be this. He was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows and asked: "What?"
"Isn't it all?" Mo Jiu said to himself: "What kind of Parkinson's syndrome is it? I don't know what disease can kill people, so what, what disease do I have?"
Thinking of Aunt Mo's reaction just now, Long Qingtian finally understood what the girl was thinking.
Looking into her smart eyes, Long Qingtian couldn't tell the truth for some reason.
In fact, nothing major happened. It was just that Long Qingtian knew the reason for the quarrel between Mo Jiu and Mo Jiayi, and used some means to help Mo Jiu restore the truth, so that Mo Jiayi could see clearly the true face of the so-called Sister-in-law Li.
His deep eyes were slightly condensed, with a hint of smile hidden. Long Qingtian reached out and covered her with the quilt, coldly
