Gently patted Yang Moyun's cheek with his hand: "Hey, wake up, wake up!"

It's just that Yang Moyun still has his eyes closed. Xiao Mo'er found that his temperature was scorching and scary. I can't help but be secretly anxious, I'm afraid that I have a fever. There is no thermometer in this place, and I don't know how many degrees of body temperature it is. What can I do?

By the way, there is medicine.

He hurriedly looked around Yang Moyun's room, and saw the medicine box he found last time on the top of the cabinet. The cabinet was very high, and Xiao Mo'er put a stool on it before taking the medicine box down.

The medicine box was taken down, but the question came again, she didn't know which medicine was the medicine for wind and cold, "What to do! What to do!" Xiao Mo'er walked around the room as if she was chanting a spell, she knew that medicine could not be eaten indiscriminately, and it would be more troublesome if it was eaten badly, so it was better not to eat it. But Yang Moyun has a fever like this, if he doesn't get rid of the fever quickly, he will be burned into a fool.

Xiao Mo'er glanced at Yang Moyun, who was trembling slightly on the bed, and her heart became even more anxious. I went to the kitchen, got some charcoal, and put it in the stove in the house. tightened the quilt on Yang Moyun's body again. After a while, the temperature in the room rose a little more, but Yang Moyun was still trembling. He ran back to his room and got his quilt. Yang Moyun was tightly wrapped in two quilts.

However, this is not enough. I want to get rid of the fever!" Xiao Mo'er slapped her head twice in a hurry. Suddenly I remembered wine and ginger soup. Wine can wipe the body and have the effect of reducing fever, and ginger soup is to dispel cold. Stupid to death, I only think about it now. Hurriedly entered the kitchen. Making a fire is still a difficult problem for Xiao Mo'er, but now she can't take care of it, Yang Moyun is waiting for her to save her!

Maybe it's God helping Xiao Mo'er, this time the fire seems to be better than last time. When the room was full of smoke and the little foam was full of black coals, the fire was blazing. Xiao Mo'er was very happy and hurriedly added water. Then I went to cut the ginger again. Ginger is dried ginger that has been kept in the cupboard, and it's good to have this thing. Let Xiao Moer save the time of searching. Hurriedly cut the ginger foam, put it in the pot, found the brown sugar, and when the water in the pot boiled, put the brown sugar in. Just like that, a simple bowl of ginger soup is boiled. Xiao Mo'er walked towards Yang Moyun's house with ginger soup, and read in pieces: "Ginger soup, ginger soup, I can pin all my hopes on you, you must drive away the wind and cold! Let Moyun wake up early." ”

Xiao Mo'er, who was in a hurry, didn't notice that she called Yang Moyun and became Mo Yun, but was it Mo Yun or Mo Yun?

When he entered the house, he found that Yang Moyun was moaning in pain, so he quickly turned around and closed the door, and strode over. Holding the ginger soup bowl in one hand, he kept his hand attached to Yang Moyun's forehead, feeling that it seemed to be even hotter.

"Come, just drink the ginger soup. Xiao Mo'er handed the ginger soup to Yang Moyun's mouth, a little at a loss. Yang Moyun is still asleep, where can I hear her words?

Helpless, I had to raise the pillow and feed Yang Moyun with a small spoon. It's just that the soup is fed into the mouth and flows out of the corner of the mouth again. Xiao Mo'er hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped off the soup that flowed down, and so on several times, most of the ginger soup was wasted, but she didn't swallow any of it.

"What can I do? Are you drinking? I'm going to get through it. Whining...... Woo, if you don't drink it again, you'll be burned into a fool. Xiao Mo'er thought about this Yang Moyun in pieces, and she fell into tears anxiously. I fed another spoonful, but I still didn't swallow it.

"Woo, you conscienceless, drink quickly. You won't want me to feed you with your mouth, will you? I can't do anything bloody with that. ”

Yang Moyun still didn't have any reaction, Xiao Mo'er couldn't help but touch her little mouth, although she didn't want to, but that's the only way. The ginger soup is a little cold, and if you don't drink it, I'm afraid it won't have any effect. glanced at the ginger soup that was not much left, and then looked at Yang Moyun, who was unconscious, and poured a large mouthful of ginger soup into his mouth with a tilt of his neck. There was a feeling of heroism on the execution ground, and he put his lips to Yang Moyun's lips, and the two lips touched together, one soft and cool, and the other hot and dry. But it fits tightly together.

Xiao Mo'er took a relaxed sip, and the soup flowed into Yang Moyun's mouth.

"Knock, knock. ”

Although the voice was small, Xiao Mo'er, who was close at hand, still heard the sound of Yang Moyun swallowing the soup, and was very happy. Patiently put the ginger soup in his mouth into Yang Moyun's throat, and then poured a big mouthful, repeating this several times, half a bowl of ginger soup entered Yang Moyun's abdomen. Xiao Mo'er sighed with satisfaction, picked up the handkerchief around Yang Moyun's neck and wiped her mouth, and suddenly remembered that she had just wiped Yang Moyun's mouth with the handkerchief here, and her face suddenly turned red to the root of her ears, redder than Yang Moyun's face who was still feverish.

In a panic, she went out of the house again, and came to the kitchen, planning to boil some water, and people with colds should drink more boiled water, which she knew. I added firewood, filled a pot of water, and went to the cupboard to see if there was any liquor, if Yang Moyun didn't have a fever, she could only use liquor to help him reduce his fever. I searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Turning his head, he accidentally came to a large wine jar next to the cook, uh? I didn't see it so big, and what did I look for in the cook? I despised myself fiercely, and came to the side of the jar, and opened the stopper on the mouth of the jar with all my might. A rich aroma wafted out. It turned out to be the taste of osmanthus wine, and Xiao Moer's wine worm was hooked, and I really wanted to taste it. But I thought of the last time I was drunk and burned down the house. And he pressed it down. Of course, if she knew that she had burned down a whole piece of Emoju and the courtyard, she would definitely regret her death.

He found a porcelain bowl and filled a whole bowl of wine, and then sealed the jar again. At this time, the water also boiled. Carrying a pot of boiling water and a bowl of wine, he hesitantly walked back to Yang Moyun's room and lingered at the door for a long time. Finally, after hearing Yang Moyun's painful groan, he pushed the door and entered.

Yang Moyun obviously didn't have a fever yet, and his brows were furrowed tightly. The lips are dry as if they are about to crack. After putting away the kettle and wine, he came to the bed and moistened some water with a spoon on his lips. As soon as I got closer, I felt his scorching heat. I couldn't help but be shocked, it seemed that the ginger soup didn't get rid of the fever! I had to use wine to dissipate the heat.

brought the wine to the side of the bed, laboriously tore off a layer of quilt, took out one of Yang Moyun's arms from the quilt, rolled up the sleeves, sprinkled the wine and rubbed it vigorously, rubbed one arm, and then changed to another, followed by the forehead. And then there's the feet. After these few simple parts are finished, Xiao Mo'er is a little entangled, it is good to have the effect of the whole body! But are these parts okay? After hesitating, she found that the place where the temperature had just been lowered because of the wine was burning again. Let her scream in the bottom of her heart, ahhh lifted the quilt and laboriously stripped all of Yang Moyun's clothes, leaving only a pair of obscene pants. The hateful thing is that this guy is super in shape, there is no fat on his strong body, and it feels so good when he rubs it!

Ahhh

With a red face and half-squinted eyes, Yang Moyun continued the unfinished work just now, from the forehead, neck, arms, legs, chest, back, and nowhere it fell, it was full of red after rubbing, and a faint aroma of wine.

Finally, my body was no longer so hot, and the temperature dropped. Xiao Mo'er exhaled heavily. Cover Yang Moyun with a quilt. He smiled in relief.

Yang Moyun woke up in the evening, and the light in the room was a little dim. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Mo'er falling asleep on the chair next to him, and a few strands of crystal silver spread down from his mouth. Yang Moyun couldn't help laughing, this little Mo'er was still drooling like a baby. Suddenly, I smelled a faint aroma of wine, and moved slightly, why is it so light? I couldn't help but lift the quilt and take a look.

"Ah......h

There was only a pair of obscene pants on his body, oh my God, didn't Xiao Mo'er insult herself while she was asleep!(Xiao Chengcheng was quite speechless to this idiot Yang Moyun.) ）

"What's it called? Xiao Mo'er was awakened in a sweet dream and almost fell off the chair. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Moyun lying on the bed and pulling the quilt tightly in front of him, and then he remembered what had happened before. Hurriedly stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Yang Moyun's forehead to see if his fever had subsided. Who knew that Yang Moyun leaned into the bed violently, looking very frightened.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Mo'er wondered for a while, what's the matter? Being burned stupidly? Thinking of this, she was in a hurry, so she hurriedly grabbed Yang Moyun's quilt and pulled it out vigorously, wanting to touch Yang Moyun's forehead. Yang Moyun was extremely surprised, how could she let her get her wish? She shrank inward, pulling and shrinking, making a lot of trouble. Xiao Mo'er, who had been tired for a long time, was even more annoyed, and yelled, "What the hell are you going to do? Come over and let me touch it." ”

A very normal sentence was extremely lewd in Yang Moyun's ears at this time. Trembling, he said, "What the hell are you going to do? Do you want to take advantage of people's danger, you scoundrel?" ”

A rogue made Xiao Mo'er pause, and then she understood, looking at the situation at this time, didn't she really look like a hooligan?

"You, you, what are you pretending? Who forcibly kissed me last night? Now you say I'm a hooligan? I just want to touch your forehead to see if you still have a fever, are your head burned? Even if I'm a hooligan, you'll be very willing, aren't you?

Yang Moyun was also stunned, yes, Xiao Mo'er is going to be a hooligan, he should be even happier! What are you afraid of? Isn't it that she has always wanted to do something to her? What kind of wind is he smoking now? He despised himself from top to bottom.

Then he remembered that he was not wearing clothes, and then looked at Xiao Mo'er in front of him with a resentful face, and threw a wink at her with lust: "Then come on." ”

Xiao Mo'er fell from the chair to the ground all of a sudden, not to be so joking, her little heart is not so strong!

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