Tong Ran put down the bowl in a tangled manner, and discussed with him softly, "How about you take ten sips and I'll kiss you?"

Mo Nanjue didn't eat this trick. He looked at her coldly and said, "Even if I don't drink ten sips, I want to kiss you, can you hide?"

“…”

He is still so arrogant when he is sick!

Tong Ran sat angrily on the side. Mo Nanjue glanced at her little red face that was lined with heater, with thin lips curled up, "Go and pull the curtains."

"No!" Tong Ran was reluctant, "Then you drink porridge, I'll take a step."

Negotiate with him?!

Mo Nanjue glanced at her and suddenly stretched out his hand, "Give me the bowl."

"Do you want to throw it away secretly?"

"Give me!"

“…”

Again fierce!

Tong Ran handed the bowl unwillingly. Mo Nanjue took the spoon and stirred the porridge a few times, looked at her, "Come here."

What to do?!

Didn’t he not drink, and now he wants her to go there again?!

Tong Ran sat down and didn't move. In the end, she was making trouble. Mo Nanjue smiled and hooked his finger at her, "Come here quickly, I don't want to say it for the third time."

"Will you drink it if I go over?"

"Come here and talk about it."

Tong Ran moved over slowly, and Mo Nanjue scooped a spoon of porridge, blew it and sent it to her lips, "Open your mouth."

"This is for you..."

"Isn't mine yours?! Do you still want to be with Luo Xiao?!"

“…”

Tong Ran had to open her mouth. Before the porridge could be melted in her mouth, Mo Nanjue put down the bowl, leaned over to grab the back of her neck, and kissed her thin lips.

"Um--"

He was slow to drink this way for a long time?!

Tong Ran opened his eyes wide and knew that he could not have any good intentions. Mo Nanjue pressed her shoulders, turned over and pressed her under him.

A charming voice sounded softly in my ears, "Is it sweet?"

He reached into her shirt restlessly...

Tong Ran was stunned, noticed his intention, and quickly twisted his body, "Don't... you're still having a fever!"

Mo Nanjue pulled her lips slightly away, and pointed her slender index finger at her fingertips, slashing through the shimmering shimmer. His voice was hoarse and a bit lazy. "Don't it be said that women feel very comfortable inside when they have a fever... Do you think men are the same?"

“…”

It turns out that he has been thinking about this all the time?!

Tong Ran's face was flushed and raised her hand to touch his forehead, "Mo Nanjue, do you really have a fever?"

Did he pretend?!

The man lowered his head and kissed her fair neck, and vague words overflowed from his thin lips, "Just try it and see if it's more comfortable."

Mo Nanjue pulled her collar and kissed her hotly on her slender collarbone. Tong Ran pushed her a few times but couldn't push her away, so he just let him kiss her.

If you sweat after exercise...will it get better faster?

Tong Ran was lying with a flushed face. Of course, she couldn't admit it. She actually wanted to try it out. Will that be more comfortable when she had a fever...

After that, she became so lustful.

Being damaged...

Mo Nanjue walked around her back with one hand and was about to untie her restraints. Tong Ran said softly and softly in his nose. The man heard the bones numb. His hands were about to succeed, but the door was suddenly pushed open by someone.

"Jue, I heard you have excessive indulgence and fever?!"

Both of them on the bed were shocked, and Tong Ran almost screamed in fear. She pushed her hands against Mo Nanjue's shoulders, "Someone comes in!"
Chapter completed!