Chapter 43: She's Allergic to Perfume
Han Mo listened to his words, quite a child, and his playful tone didn't match him very well, but ...... Still quietly climbed on his back.
Nan Miaoshen's back is very wide and strong, which makes people feel inexplicably comfortable, and a sense of security that has not come, lying on his back, quietly feeling his smell, well... There was a smell of men's cologne, which made Han Mo's nose wrinkle, she was allergic to perfume.
After walking for a while, Han Mo felt a little unwell in her body, and there was some itching around her neck, and she still felt itchy after scratching it.
Nan Miao Shen, who was carrying Han Mo on his back, naturally felt Han Mo's strange appearance, moved on his back, stopped, and asked with a sideways face, "What's wrong?" ”
"Huh? I'm fine, or I'll come down and go! ”
Han Mo stopped his movements and reached out to wipe some of the sweat oozing out for Nan Miao.
"No, you have low blood sugar, you can't exercise excessively, I have sugar in my pocket, you take it out and peel it off."
Hearing Han Mo's meaning, Nan Miaoshen shrugged upwards and pushed Han Mo's back tighter.
He couldn't ride in the car either, because he knew she was motion sick.
Han Mo looked at Nan Miaoshen's face, and didn't say anything, turned out the candy and stuffed it into his mouth, casually peeling it in Nan Miaoshen's mouth, the expressions and movements of the two were like men and women in love.
But they didn't find out.
After a few minutes, the itch on her neck made Han Mo unable to help it again, and reached out to scratch it again.
"Young man, why did I meet you again!"
An aunt came over with a dish and looked at Nan Miao Shen with a smile.
"Oh? Haha, is my aunt going home? ”
Nan Miao Shen saw clearly that it was the aunt who asked him to bathe Han Mo and change his clothes last time.
"Yes, the young man brought his girlfriend to go shopping! It seems to be reconciled! ”
The aunt glanced at Nan Miao's back, "Eh, this kid is so beautiful!" ”
"Oh? Hello! ”
Han Mo felt a beam of hot eyes looking at her, and turned around to say hello.
Somehow, this woman looks a little familiar, she is very white, has a good figure, and looks like she is in her 40s.
"Eh, kid, what's wrong with your neck? Bitten by a bug? ”
Han Mo subconsciously straightened her back when she said hello, which made the aunt see the red dot on her neck.
Han Mo was being said, and immediately reached out to cover his neck.
There is no explanation.
Bitten by a bug?
Nan Miao Shen grasped the key point and hurriedly put Han Mo down, seeing that Han Mo did not answer, he still covered his neck and rubbed it.
I was more sure of the idea in my heart.
Han Mo lowered her head and quietly pulled her collar a little higher to cover those red spots.
But Nan Miao Shen grabbed his hand.
Nan Miaoshen gently pulled open the neckline and checked, her fingers rubbed on the red dots, and Han Mo trembled lightly and itched again.
"Don't! It's a little itchy. ”
Han Mo shrunk her neck and wanted to scratch it with her fingers again.
"So what? Still itchy? ”
Without waiting for Han Mo to stick her nails up, Nan Miao Shen took the first step to gently scratch her.
"Fool, why didn't you say it just now if you are allergic!"
He said words of reproach in his mouth, but he couldn't hide the pity in his heart.
Damn, how did you forget she was allergic to perfume!
"I'm fine, I'll be fine in a while, let's go. Goodbye, Auntie! ”
Han Mo pulled down Nan Miaoshen's hand, provoked the constant itching on his neck, and waved his hand to his aunt.
"Goodbye!"
The aunt didn't say anything when she saw this, but she kept thinking about how to send her daughter to Nan Miaoshen's side, that child was a young master.
When the time comes, you won't have to worry about food and clothing.
Thinking of the old man at home, he couldn't wait to leave him immediately.
After a while, he walked away with the food.
"I also said that it was okay, I was scratched red!"
Nan Miao stroked the scratches with pity.
Then he ran to the bathhouse.
Han Mo looked at Nan Miao's back as she ran away.
Thinking he was angry, he ran in.
"Nan Miao Shen! Nan Miao Shen! ”
Han Mo went in and looked around, trying her best to search for the tall figure for her.
The uncle who was taking a bath next to him rubbed his hands with squints, and his eyes lingered on Han Mo's body.