(Recommended reading: The porridge is freshly boiled, and the bowl is still steaming.

Jiang Xiaoqiao scooped up a spoonful and blew it, and then sent it to Mo Jingyuan's mouth.

The sunlight shone through the window onto the bed, and also sprinkled on Jiang Xiaoqiao's body. The little girl lowered her head and blew the white porridge softly, and the scattered broken hair hung down her cheeks disobediently, and swayed from time to time with the movements of the master.

Mo Jingyuan lowered his eyes to take this picture into his eyes, only to feel that the few strands of broken hair were not only swaying Jiang Xiaoqiao's cheeks, but also gently brushing his heart, causing a slight ripple, making him reluctant to break such a beautiful picture.

"Ah, open your mouth. ”

As soon as Jiang Xiaoqiao looked up, she saw Mo Jingyuan's stupid gaze, and suddenly two blush climbed onto her fair cheeks. Glaring at the man who was sick and didn't have a proper look, Jiang Xiaoqiao interrupted Mo Jingyuan's burning gaze with a loud voice.

Knowing that Jiang Xiaoqiao was embarrassed, Mo Jingyuan snickered in his heart, but his face was serious with his mouth wide open and enjoying the intimate care of his little wife.

Until the bowl of porridge bottomed out, Jiang Xiaoqiao and Mo Jingyuan didn't say anything again, just staring at it idiotically, taking care of it gently, and without saying a word, they sketched a quiet ink painting of the years.

After feeding Mo Jingyuan two bowls of porridge, Jiang Xiaoqiao didn't let Mo Jingyuan eat any more.

"You have a bad stomach and can't eat too much, so you'll have lunch later. ”

Putting down the bowl, Jiang Xiaoqiao lowered his head and explained softly to Mo Jingyuan, who was still a little unsatisfied. After helping him lie down, he took the bowl and was about to go out, but his wrist was firmly grasped by Mo Jingyuan.

"What's wrong?"

Puzzled, he turned his head and glanced at the man lying on the bed with a slightly slower face, Jiang Xiaoqiao did not turn back.

may be because of illness, Mo Jingyuan is rarely vulnerable.

"You sleep with me.

”

In just four words, it is still impossible to refuse, but Jiang Xiaoqiao can see his hope and nervousness in Mo Jingyuan's eyes.

After thinking about it, the original plan to go to the Li family was also stranded because of Mo Jingyuan's illness, and there was nothing else to do.

Nodding, Jiang Xiaoqiao gently brushed Mo Jingyuan's hand away, and hurriedly said before his face became ugly:

"I'll take the bowl to the kitchen first, and I'll come up later. ”

Mo Jingyuan nodded and let go of Jiang Xiaoqiao's hand.

"Hurry up, I'll wait for you. ”

Jiang Xiaoqiao didn't make a sound, just opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.

Fan Ying and Aunt Chen had been sitting in the living room all the time, and at this moment, Jiang Xiaoqiao saw her, and hurriedly asked Mo Jingyuan about the situation.

"Mom, Aunt Chen, don't worry, Jing Yuan has already woken up and just eaten two bowls of porridge. The fever has subsided, and it will be enough to rest for two more days. ”

Knowing that the two were worried, Jiang Xiaoqiao softly told Mo Jingyuan's situation and did not hide it in the slightest.

In fact, there is nothing to hide, Mo Jingyuan suddenly fell ill because his body was overwhelmed, and it seemed that the situation was critical, but as long as he paid more attention, he could recover quickly.

The reason why a few people are worried is nothing more than four words: care is chaos.

Seeing that the two of them were obviously relieved when they heard her words, Jiang Xiaoqiao went upstairs.

As soon as she opened the door, Jiang Xiaoqiao saw Mo Jingyuan lying on the bed looking at the door like a wangfu stone, she paused and walked to the side of the bed as if nothing happened.

"Why is it so long?"

Stretched out his hand and pulled her to the bed to lie down irresistibly, Mo Jingyuan muttered in Jiang Xiaoqiao's ear dissatisfied, and his whole body wrapped Jiang Xiaoqiao tightly like an octopus.

Jiang Xiaoqiao: ......

Well, the sick man has a coquettish~ Jiang Xiaoqiao silently comforted herself in her heart, and let the man next to her who was getting more and more tired rubbed against her slender neck, and said in a low voice:

"Mom and Aunt Chen are also very worried about you, just now they asked about your situation, I told them the truth, and this delayed for a while. ”

As he spoke, Jiang Xiaoqiao raised his hand and gently stroked the man's fluffy hair.

Mo Jingyuan's hair was short, black and shiny, a little hard, and a little itchy to the touch, but it made Jiang Xiaoqiao inexplicably happy: Well, there is a feeling of touching a pet, which is really amazing.

Mo Jingyuan didn't know anything about Jiang Xiaoqiao's mental activities, but when Jiang Xiaoqiao touched his head, his body stiffened, but he was soon washed away by the joy brought by this intimate action.

Mo Jingyuan has been a vegetarian for several months, before Jiang Xiaoqiao left, he couldn't touch it, and then Jiang Xiaoqiao came back, but he was pregnant, and he couldn't touch it.

He is a normal man, and he has a beautiful woman in his arms every night these days, but he can only look at it and not touch it, so you can imagine how fierce the flame in his heart burns.

When he was not sick, he was able to restrain himself with a clear mind, but when he was sick, his head was dizzy, and he knew what restraint was.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoqiao was pulled into his arms, he was only left with instinct, and the remaining reason could only make him act cautiously, stealing kisses from time to time, or touching Jiang Xiaoqiao's fair cheeks, just like a naughty pet, but it did not arouse Jiang Xiaoqiao's vigilance.

Jiang Xiaoqiao also enjoys this feeling of being relied on by Mo Jingyuan, she and Mo Jingyuan have known each other for so long, whether it is Mo Jingyuan who is pretending to be Mo Andy, or Mo Jingyuan who has recovered his identity, or Mo Jingyuan who wants to repair the rift in the relationship between the two, or even Mo Jingyuan after getting back together, they are all very strong in front of Jiang Xiaoqiao.

At the moment, he was sick like a large canine in her arms, this kind of look, how strange it looked, how cute it was, so that Jiang Xiaoqiao even had the illusion that it was not bad for Mo Jingyuan to be sick like this occasionally.

Ahem, of course, Jiang Xiaoqiao just thought about it, Mo Jingyuan was sick, she was more distressed than anyone else, and she didn't want it to happen a second time at all.

It scared her just once, and now Mo Jingyuan is willful, and she will let him do it.

Until......

"Mo Jingyuan, you're enough, hurry up and go to sleep!"

'Snap' slapped on Mo Jingyuan's hand mercilessly, Jiang Xiaoqiao glared at him in annoyance while tidying up the clothes that Mo Jingyuan lifted to his stomach.

It's really nonsense, when has this been, Mo Jingyuan is still thinking about some messy things.

Withdrawing his hand in a daze, Mo Jingyuan looked at her aggrievedly, and his deep and sharp eyes were full of accusations at the moment.

"It's been three months......"

"Thirty months didn't work, the doctor said you want to rest, and you still haven't slept. ”

Dissatisfied and angry at some undead men, Jiang Xiaoqiao pushed him away and flashed far away.

The softness in his arms suddenly disappeared, Mo Jingyuan looked at the little girl who was a person away from him with displeasure, her originally aggrieved eyes were full of storms, and the momentum of the whole person became dangerous, like a beast that wanted to show its claws.

"Come here. ”

The two low words made Jiang Xiaoqiao tremble inexplicably, and she had no doubt that if she refused to end, it would be miserable.

Swallowing saliva timidly, Jiang Xiaoqiao obediently rolled into Mo Jingyuan's arms.

Although I was a little scared, my moody little emotions after being pregnant were still a little uncontrollable.

"You know that you will kill me, Mo Jingyuan, let me tell you, you have to rein in your temper for me, otherwise I will be angry. ”

Being held tightly in his arms by Mo Jingyuan, Jiang Xiaoqiao's head was buried in his chest and he said sullenly.

The little girl obediently returned to her arms, Mo Jingyuan was very satisfied, and patted her back gently.

Just as he wanted to continue what he hadn't done before, he heard Jiang Xiaoqiao's dead duck's hard words, Mo Jingyuan's movements froze, and his reason returned.

Thinking about Jiang Xiaoqiao's somewhat uncertain mood in the past few days, Mo Jingyuan's movements were honest, he just hugged the person tightly in his arms, and didn't dare to make any other moves.

Mo Jingyuan was honest, Jiang Xiaoqiao also quieted down, obediently stretched out his hand to wrap around his thin waist, and chatted with him without a match.

"Get better quickly, I'm still waiting for you to accompany me to Li's house." ”

Comforting patting the man who had been a little wayward recently, Jiang Xiaoqiao leaned on his chest and said softly.

A deep light flashed in Mo Jingyuan's dark eyes, one hand gently caressed her belly, and the other hand went around her neck, and the five fingers formed a claw to bypass her inability, and there was a soft 'um' sound.

Although the man's voice was soft, Jiang Xiaoqiao, who was leaning on his arms, heard it, and a smile bloomed on his bright face.

"Okay, the matter has been said, the day has been discussed, it's time to sleep. The doctor said you had to overwork to get sick suddenly. ”

Patting the man's strong arm, Jiang Xiaoqiao said angrily, and made a tough move to let him lie down and rest.

Although Jiang Xiaoqiao is usually gentle and gentle, she is still very persistent when she encounters principled things, and at this moment, her big black eyes are not allowed to be ignored, and her moist eyes are staring directly at Mo Jingyuan, which makes Mo Jingyuan's heart flutter.

Knowing that Jiang Xiaoqiao insisted, and Jiang Xiaoqiao had already said that he would wait for him to get better before going to see Licheng, Mo Jingyuan was in a good mood, and he no longer made Jiang Xiaoqiao unhappy, and hugged Jiang Xiaoqiao with both hands, and closed his eyes.

The faint fragrance of the woman in her arms lingered on the tip of her nose, and the reassuring warmth filled her chest, and after a while, Mo Jingyuan fell asleep.

Jiang Xiaoqiao doesn't sleep too well these days, and now in broad daylight, she hasn't been able to sleep at all, and she hasn't been able to sleep at all, but this doesn't prevent her from peeking at her Mr. Mo.

Well, Mr. Mo is still as handsome as ever, although there is a faint blue and black under his eyes, which adds a bit of haggard air to his handsome face, but it is less cold and arrogant on weekdays, and a little more fragile, no longer like an unattainable kaolin flower, but really her, man!

Her man......

These four words flashed in her mind, and the corners of Jiang Xiaoqiao's mouth couldn't help but flush a sweet smile, just thinking of these four words, she was very satisfied, and this feeling was something that only the unique Mr. Mo in the world could give.

The fair-skinned and slender hand naughtily climbed up Mo Jingyuan's face, crossed his eyebrows with undisguised affection, his eyes, and thick eyelashes crossed the palm of his hand, causing ripples in his heart.

Across the bridge of his nose, his thin lips, and his chin protruding. The beard has just grown, it is a little hard and itchy, and with Mo Jingyuan's face, not only does it not look decadent, but it also has a little more charm of a mature man.

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