Chapter 3077

Zhu Yanxi reached out his hand and pushed him angrily. But he was shocked by the touch, so hot? Is it her delusion? But Tang Mochi didn't respond. Zhu Yanxi reached out his hand to probe on his forehead. Now, he was really scared, so hot!

"Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye --" does this man have a fever or is he confused by it? Zhu Yanxi shakes hard to wake him up, and Tang Mochi does respond slowly. Seeing his eyelashes move a few times, Zhu Yanxi's newly raised hand is suddenly clasped, and then reverses, clasps her hand on her back, almost breaking her arm!

"Ah -" heartbreaking pain came, and Zhu Yanxi cried out, "don't quit, you're crazy!"

Tang Mo Ci's eyes were scarlet, hurried and hot, and his ears echoed the cursing voice of Zhu Yanxi. He seemed to have known each other before and felt like a dream, but today's dream seems to be extraordinarily real, which made him feel dizzy.

The strength on his hand is increasing instead of decreasing. The tears of Zhu Yanxi's pain are coming down: "don't quit, please let me go."

It's not a dream. It's clear and loud. It's totally different from the past dreams. It's not a dream! Tang Mo's words were startled. As soon as the strength of his hand was loosened, Zhu Yanxi stroked his shoulder and turned around. His watery eyes were full of complaints: "are you confused? If you are kind enough, my arms will be broken by you!"

Tang Mo shook his head, and the scene did not disappear. He could not help but raise his hand, and then he picked up the face of Zhu Yanxi.

Suddenly, Zhu Yanxi was stunned. Those words that denounced him turned at the tip of his tongue, but he could not make a sound in any case.

Because in his eyes, the reflection is all her figure, his eyes are red and deep, like a vortex, attracting her all attention.

What familiar eyes they are! How many times do they appear in her mind when she dreams back at midnight

There was no sound around. There was only the breathing of two people and her heart beating.

Bang Bang Bang Bang

Looking at Tang Mozi's black head pressing down, she wants to step back, but behind her is the pear desk. She can't step back. Her heart beats faster, which causes her breathing to be out of rhythm. Her long eyelashes are like the wings of a butterfly. They flutter fast, as if thousands of thoughts are intertwined. In fact, there is a blank in her mind. At such a close distance, she has felt his burning The hot breath spray on his face is hot and crisp. Is he going to kiss himself?

Somehow, with this thought, Zhu Yanxi's subconscious closed his eyes slowly.

However, after waiting for a long time, the unexpected kiss did not come, but the pain came, her face was severely rubbed and pinched by him!

Hateful! Zhu Yanxi opened his eyes angrily and saw Tang Mo's frown: "how are you here?"

"How am I here?" Zhu Yanxi was ashamed and annoyed. "You ask me this question? If it wasn't for you to force me here, why do you think I'm here! Let go of me, you're hurting me! " Asshole, do you think her face is plasticine? It's such a kneading!

Zhu Yanxi was so angry that he pushed him hard. Who knows that such a big man like a clay doll was pushed to the ground by her. Zhu Yanxi's eyes widened in amazement: "Hey, don't quit. Are you ok? I didn't mean to. Do you want to be so weak?"

When he saw the red exudation on the white shirt on his back, Zhu Yanxi understood everything. It was because of the wound infection caused by the scald.

Tang Mo fell to the ground and didn't say a word. However, Zhu Yanxi was worried badly. She scolded herself with some chagrin: "ah, Zhu Yanxi, what are you doing? Why do you have to contend with a confused person?"

She could only squat down and try to help him up: "Don Mo quit, you have a fever, get up, I will help you to bed to rest!"

Pity her for her small body and carrying such a big man. It's a step-by-step stumble: "Damn it, don't quit, are you on purpose? Are you a soft footed shrimp? I'm really going to be crushed by you!"

Zhu Yanxi was panting. She moved hard. She didn't know what strong will supported her to walk through such a long corridor. The big bed was in front of her eyes. She held on to her last breath and tried her best to feed her. She threw him on the bed. Who knew that he was holding her shoulder and her foot was soft, and he took the whole person to the bed together It was an impartial fall on him -

her nose hit his hard chest, the familiar breath passed through her nose, familiar and nostalgic.

Aware of this dangerous thought, Zhu Yanxi raised his head in horror, but found that Tang Mozi closed his eyes tightly and had no response.

Thank you. From this point of view, we can see that his deep and three-dimensional eyebrows and eyes, his straight nose and his thin lips are the most familiar existence in memory.

She raised her finger, could not help but want to describe the sharp lines, but in the fingertip is about to touch the moment suddenly woke up.

Zhu Yanxi, what are you doing! Hurry up from the bed, Zhu Yanxi quickly turned to the living room to get medicine.But the man who was lying on the bed slowly opened his red eyes

Once again, he returned to the bed with the medicine box and water cup, and Zhu Yanxi called the name of Tang Moci: "Tang Mo Ci, take the medicine, Tang Mo ci..."

The person on the bed has no reaction. All the potions fed to her mouth flow down the corner of her mouth. What can she do

"I owe you in my last life. If it wasn't for the sake that you were hurt because of me, I wouldn't care about you!" In the face of a heavy breathing man, Zhu Yanxi talks to himself again. Then he raises his neck and holds the water mixed with medicine in his mouth. Give it to him quickly

Bit by bit feed in, lips of the trample and rolling, as if wanton kiss.

It's her indulgence.

But soon she found out that she didn't have to do anything, and the man sucked the past bit by bit.

She was shocked. Was the man awake or not?

I don't mean to play with him.

"Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye --" Zhu Yanxi pushed him several times, but he didn't respond.

And take a thermometer, it's almost 40 degrees.

Look at him like this, it's just instinct.

After a while, she turned him over again, took scissors to cut his shirt, looked at the wound on his back, almost scolded, such a wound, there is no ghost without a fever, the blisters were all broken, the pus mixed with blood

"I must have owed you in my last life!"