Chapter 1282

Molucci doubts, "the hand is squeezed still so hard?"

Yan Su:

The more she talked, the more fierce she wanted to become a mute.

"It's not that fast and I don't have so much time to squeeze."

"It must be painful, like hanging two stones," molucci lamented.

“…… Well. "

"That's good."

“……”

I can't talk any more this day. "Maurice, I'll go back and sleep with you."

Maurice hummed, but did not say anything, he is really not very comfortable.

It wasn't long before I fell asleep.

Yan Su didn't dare to sleep too much. After taking a nap, she got up to check his temperature and changed a piece of cold compress for him every half an hour.

He sleeps deeply, his sharp lips are slightly pursed, and his long eyebrows curl slightly. Even if he is asleep, he can't hide his elegance, but the whole person looks much softer.

If only he could do it all the time.

Yan Su sits on the edge and looks at his sleeping facial features. In fact, Yan Yan looks like him. People say that his daughter is like his father. It is.

I hope that Yan Yan's character will not be like him in the future. Girls should be gentle.

Thinking about it, the corners of his lips could not help bending up.

Lying on the bed quietly watching, the result is not careful to fall asleep.

……

In the early morning, maurici opened his eyes painfully. The first thing he saw was a beautiful face separated from him by two fists. His nose and lips were small, and his hair was pasted on his cheek, which exuded a gentle and quiet beauty.

This face has been seen in bed many times since I woke up.

But he didn't see it for half a year. He was in a trance for a while, like in a dream.

Once upon a time, he often dreamt that she was sleeping with himself, but many times when he reached out, it was empty.

I don't know it's empty again this time.

He carefully reached out and touched her face.

At this time, Yan Su's body suddenly moved. It seemed that something was wrong. She hissed. Her hands pressed on her chest twice, and her eyebrows wrinkled together.

Molucci was stunned and suddenly remembered the topic discussed by the two people before he went to bed. It seemed that the milk was very uncomfortable.

I don't know what it looks like.

He gently raised his head and looked into her pajamas. She was lying on her side now. The neckline of the pajamas was relatively large. He could see it at a glance. Even blue veins could be seen on the white surface.

He was surprised. Yesterday he said she deserved it. Today, he felt a little heartache.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong."

Outside, the doorbell rings suddenly, and the eyelashes of Yan Su move.

Molucci quickly retracted his body, as if he had just woken up, rubbed his eyes and stared at Yan Su in surprise, "how can you be in my bed."

Yan Su Leng Leng Leng, now also busy to get up, the face rose red, na na na way: "last night was not for you to change the hot compress, accidentally fell asleep."

Molucci said coldly, "for the sake of taking care of me last night, I won't care about you."

Outside the door bell more and more urgent, Yan Su hastily got up to see the eye, the mood complex way: "is Tang Yueqi."

"What is she doing here?" molucci fretted, disturbing his sleep with Yan Su.

"I'm looking for you. I guess it's you who have a cold. People don't feel at ease," Yan Su looked around. "She knew that I was in your room in the morning. I couldn't tell you clearly. I hid."

She looked for it for a long time and finally hid in the changing room.

Molucci frowned, went to open the door, cold face to Tang Yueqi, "something?"

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