Who actually poisoned him so viciously?

In such pain, he can hold on without saying a word, is he used to endure pain?

Thinking of this, Ning Qianqian couldn't help but reach out and stroke his sweaty forehead, and the expression on her face was unconsciously dyed with a touch of pain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Feeling her movements, Mo Li's figure stiffened, and he looked up at her face.

When he saw the pity in her eyes, he was always very calm, but he was stunned for the first time.

Seeing that Mo Li was staring at her, a trace of annoyance flashed in Ning Qianqian's eyes.

What's going on with her, why did she touch people for no reason?

Thinking about it, I want to quickly withdraw my fingers.

It's just that before she could withdraw her hand, she was suddenly grabbed by the person in front of her.

Her heart panicked, and before she could react, the person was already sitting firmly in his arms.

His body was hot at the moment, she could feel the burning of his whole body through her clothes, and the temperature of the big hand across her waist almost burned her skin.

Seeing that she was sitting in his arms, Ning Qianqian's little face was gloomy, and she didn't know if it was because his arms were too hot or because he was ashamed of his movements.

"You...... What are you doing, let me go quickly. ”

Realizing that the movements of the two were too close at this time, Ning Qianqian struggled fiercely in his arms.

"Uh...... Don't move!"

At this time, his tone of voice was a little weak, but the hands holding Ning Qianqian were extremely tight, no matter how she struggled, there was no way to break free of his embrace.

Hearing that his voice was so weak, Ning Qianqian stopped struggling, looked at him with complicated eyes, and finally really stayed in his arms obediently.

Seeing that she finally stopped moving, a smile flashed in Mo Li's eyes, but there was a thick forbearance in this smile.

Apparently he is still in pain......

Tightly hugged Ning Qianqian's waist, buried his head in her neck, and smelled the fragrance coming from her body, it seemed that even the pain on her body had been alleviated a lot.

Because of his movements, his burning breath sprayed on Ning Qianqian's neck, and her little face was almost red to the base of her neck at this time.

But she still didn't struggle, and let Mo Li hold her tightly with both hands.

Although he would always like to flirt with her verbally and manipulatively, he didn't really do anything to her.

Now that he's in so much pain, even if she lets him hug it, it's nothing.

Thinking of this, Ning Qianqian turned her head to look at the head he had buried in her neck.

For the sake of your pain, this girl will not be as knowledgeable as you, and will reluctantly let you take advantage of it.

And just like that, she stayed in his arms for an hour.

Seeing that his hands were still tightly holding her waist, and his head was buried between her neck, as if he was still in pain.

Ning Qianqian was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that it's been an hour, and the effect of his medicine should have passed, right?

But why does he keep lying on his stomach?

Because she couldn't see his expression, Ning Qianqian thought that maybe she had miscalculated the time, and he was still suffering now.

In fact, Mo Li has long been less painful, but it is rare for this little girl to stay obediently in his arms, so he did not make a sound, and continued to hold the soft little body in his arms comfortably.