Sitting on the edge of Mo's bed, Zhong Kui looked at Momo's hot face, and his long eyelashes moved slightly, like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ugh." Zhong Kui sighed, after all, he couldn't bear it, Zhong Kui opened the medicine box, found the antipyretic, and then pinched Mao Mo's mouth and slowly fed the medicine to Mao Mo.

"Ahem." When Zhong Kui fed water to the ink, Xu was lying down and choking, and the water coughed out of his mouth, and he coughed there with his eyes closed.

"Slow down." Zhong Kui gently brushed the chest of Luo Mo and whispered.

"Don't leave me, don't leave me." In a coma, he held Zhong Kui's hand tightly, and said in a panic with his eyes closed.

"I lost you, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, don't leave me, don't leave me again." Zhong Kui couldn't break free of Luo Mo's hand, and he didn't know why Luo Mo had so much strength when he had a fever, Zhong Kui sat on the edge of Luo Mo's bed, so he had to give up.

"Okay, I'm not leaving, you have a good rest, don't think so much, be good, obedient." Zhong Kui said softly in Lu Mo's ear, his voice was very cautious, and then seeing that Mo Mo seemed to have less strength in holding her hand, Zhong Kui gently patted Mo Mo's chest, letting Mo sleep peacefully there.

"It doesn't seem to be as hot as it used to be." After a long time, Zhong Kui broke free of Luo Mo's hand, and then gently attached it to Zhen Mo's forehead, taking antipyretic medicine really helped, and when he woke up tomorrow, he should be much better.

"It's really, it's really uncomfortable to be sick like this and not have a good rest." Zhong Kui stood beside Luo Mo's bed, looking at Luo Mo's sleeping appearance, and even frowned when he slept, which showed how much he was pressed in his heart.

"I handed him over to you, and when he wakes up, remember to inform me, do you hear me?" Zhong Kui put a wet towel on his forehead, then squatted in front of Abu, touched Abu's head and said.

It's really unthinkable that Luo Mo can still have a dog, and he will tell a dog what is on his mind.

"Wang." Unexpectedly, Abu listened to Zhongkui's words, and actually opened his mouth and screamed, and then jumped on the bed of Luo Mo, stretched out his tongue and gently licked Luo Mo's forehead, and then leaned on Luo Mo's side and lay down, and seemed to be asleep.

"What a smart and cute dog." Nakakui smiled, then turned and walked outside.

I've been busy for so long, and I really have back pain, so hurry back and get a good night's sleep, I'm sleepy and dead.

The next day, when he woke up, the dazzling sunlight shining through the window hit his face, and Abu was standing in front of his face, looking at him, and when he saw that he had woken up, he was busy wagging his tail and rubbing his ink there.

"Why am I in bed, did you get me to bed?" Luo Mo took off the towel from his forehead, smiled, touched Abu's fluffy brown hair, and smiled, of course he knew that it was impossible, but he couldn't believe it was Zhong Kui.

"Wang." Abu suddenly jumped out of bed, wagging his tail at the door, sticking out his tongue and not knowing what he was doing.

"You're awake." Zhong Kui gently pushed open the door and walked in with the freshly made porridge.

Abu looked at Nakakui and walked in, and hurriedly ran over, wagging his tail at Nakakui, it turned out that he had already heard Nakakui's footsteps, and was there to meet Nakakui.

This guy, it's only been a long time, and he's already in love with Nakakui.

But it's also normal, isn't it just that the moment I saw Zhong Kui, I fell in love with the girl who stubbornly refused to cry in front of him?

"Let's drink the porridge first." Zhong Kui saw Lu Mo sitting on the bed, but his head kept looking at Zhong Kui, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Well, the fever has subsided." Zhong Kui put the porridge in Luo Mo's hand, then touched Luo Mo's head, and said with a smile.

"Thank you last night." Luo Mo lowered his head, drank porridge, and said softly.

I don't know how this porridge Zhongkui is made, how can it be so delicious, it's just ordinary porridge, but Luo Mo thinks that this is the best porridge in the world.

"You slow down, and you don't feel hot." Zhong Kui smiled when he saw the appearance of Mao Mo gobbling up.

Looking at the appearance of Mao Mo drinking porridge, a clip flashed at the head of Zhong Kui's brain, it was a girl who walked out of the kitchen with her finished product full of confidence, everyone ate a bite and retched, only a teenager, who never frowned once from beginning to end, gobbling it up, as if eating the most delicious food in the world.

That young man, is it Luo Mo?

"Do you want more?" It was only a moment after he was in a trance, and he had already eaten the porridge like a storm, and then raised the bowl in his hand, looking at Zhong Kui pitifully, like a child.

"Well, also, you wait a minute, I'll go and give it to you right away." Nakakui nodded, hurriedly took the bowl, and walked outside, then to the kitchen.

And Luo Mo, looking at Zhong Kui's back, smiled like a child.

After recuperating for another half a quarter of an hour, Luo Mo had already drunk almost ten bowls of clear porridge, Zhong Kui looked at the bowl that Luo Mo raised again, and couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead, this is a normal person's amount of food, it is really terrifying.

"It's the last bowl, it's gone in the pot, there's nothing left, I can't eat it anymore." Zhong Kui reluctantly put the porridge in Luo Mo's hand and said solemnly.

"yes, okay." Unexpectedly, Luo Mo didn't lose his temper, so he easily agreed to Zhong Kui, and then took the bowl with a smile, and ate it again, and the kung fu in the blink of an eye was gone.

Luo Mo reluctantly returned the bowl to Zhong Kui, as if he was still a little dissatisfied.

"You have a good rest, after eating so much, can your stomach stand it?" Zhong Kui poured a glass of water for Luo Mo and said slowly, but he couldn't hide the slightest concern in his tone.

"As long as you do it, no matter how much you do, you can stand it." Luo Mo smiled and took the water in his hand, and said seriously there, not like a joke at all.

"I don't see you fat if I eat so much." Zhong Kui handed the medicine to Mo and asked him to take it.

"Do you like the way I look fat, then I'll try to eat fat." Luo Mo looked at the medicine in Zhong Kui's hand and frowned, "It's okay not to take medicine." ”

People of such a big age still don't like to take medicine.

"What do you think?" Zhong Kui raised his eyebrows and said in a tone that could not be refused.

"Oh." Luo Mo reluctantly took the medicine in Zhong Kui's hand, looked at it for a long time, as if he was taking poison, closed his eyes and put the medicine into his mouth painfully.

"Ahem." Luo Mo hurriedly took the water cup and kept drinking the water, because he was in a hurry, and he seemed to be choked a little.

"You can rest well." Zhong Kui took the water cup in his hand, straightened the quilt for him, and turned around and walked outside.

Before he turned around, his hand was grabbed by Zhuangmo.

"Is it because I'm sick that you're so good to me?" Luo Mo looked at Zhong Kui and whispered there.

"Then I hope I can stay sick forever, then you can take care of me all the time." Luo Mo looked at Zhong Kui and said with a smile.

"What nonsense, how can anyone look forward to being sick, you have a good rest, I'll go out first." Zhong Kui listened to the words of Luo Mo, and he didn't believe that this was a genius painter like Luo Mo who would say such stupid things.

Like a child.

"It would be nice if we could go on like this." Luo Mo looked at Zhong Kui's figure going out, smiled, and there was infinite remembrance in his tone, and then his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Luo Mo fell asleep again.

This is this time, Luo Mo's brows are flat, and the corners of his mouth seem to have a faint smile.

It seems that he is having a sweet dream.