Wen Ran felt very strange.

In the past few days, she has always had dreams like that, could it be the sequelae of lingering with Mo Xiuchen all night after being drugged that night.

Thinking of the picture she dreamed of every night, her fair cheeks unconsciously flew a flush, she raised her hand and touched her hot face, frowned, shook her head, and didn't let herself think about it.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Mo Xiuchen came in with a bag, which was the blueberry he had bought for her just now.

"Ranran, is it hot, why is your face a little red?"

Mo Xiuchen walked to the bed, put the bag in his hand on the small table at the bedside, and reached out to touch her forehead.

When the back of his hand touched her skin, Wen Ran's heart jumped slightly, and the picture from last night's dream came to mind again, and her already hot little face instantly became hot again.

"Well, it's a little hot, maybe it's because I'm covered with a quilt."

Wen Ran avoided his concerned eyes with a little flicker, turned his eyes to look at the blueberries he placed on the small table, and changed the subject and said, "Xiuchen, I want to eat blueberries." ”

Mo Xiuchen put his hand on her forehead for a moment, and didn't feel her forehead hot, his hand touched her crimson face again, and the face was much hotter than her forehead.

He thought for a while, took his big hand away from her face, opened the drawer, took out the thermometer and handed it to her, and said with a smile: "Ranran, you take the temperature first, and I will wash this blueberry for you." ”

Wen Ran looked at the thermometer he handed over, and she wanted to say that she was really fine, not to mention the fever he thought. However, I don't know how to explain it.

"The temperature in this ward has not changed, you didn't shout heat a few days ago, how can you say it's hot today, then, let's measure the temperature, so that I can rest assured."

Seeing her frowning, Mo Xiuchen softened his tone again, coaxing her like a child.

"Okay, I'll just measure it."

Wen Ran pursed her lips and nodded obediently.

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly, touched her head with a big palm, and carried the bag to clean her blueberries.

A few minutes later, Wen Ran was happily eating blueberries, and Mo Xiuchen looked at the thermometer she had just measured for a few minutes, and it was only thirty-six degrees six, which was within the normal range.

Seeing that the crimson color on her face had faded, and she had regained her whiteness like jade, his good-looking eyebrows frowned without a trace, but in his heart, he was relieved, fortunately, it was not a fever.

According to what Gu Yan said that day, if Ran Ran's condition deteriorated, she would have symptoms such as fever, vomiting, and exhaustion, and he had been taking care of her very carefully these days.

However, she didn't seem to have changed much, and she was still the same.

After tonight, it will be ten days. He hopes that what he has done in the past ten days will be effective, and if it really works, then it will be fine.

"Don't you have a fever?"

Wen Ran saw him staring at the thermometer, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile.

Mo Xiuchen hooked his lips, his eyes were as warm as the sunlight outside the window, "Well, no fever, is this blueberry delicious?" ”

The blueberries in Wen Ran's hand were just about to be fed into his mouth, listening to him, he giggled, stretched out his hand to his mouth, his voice was soft and soft, and in Qinghong's eyes, there was a gentle love that only when he looked at him: "You can taste it yourself, it tastes very good." ”

Mo Xiuchen ate the blueberries she fed to his mouth, the taste was really good, the doting in his eyes became more and more intense, he took the box directly, and said softly: "Ranran, I'll feed you." ”

"This, don't feed it!"

Wen Ran looked at the box in his hand and smiled a little embarrassed, she wasn't very sick. These days, he even has to feed her, and says that this is his right and she can't refuse.

Not only the nurses envied them, but even the guests who looked at them so affectionately during the meal also cast envious glances, walking on the street, it was also eye-catching, who made them handsome men and women, and elegant and noble temperament, and they were also eye-catching in a foreign country.

"I like to feed you."

Mo Xiuchen had a thick smile on the corner of his mouth, and his deep eyes were full of pampering.

Looking at the big hand that had reached her lips, Wen Ran's heart was filled with sweetness, she smiled, and opened her mouth in his gentle voice.

"Xiuchen, you eat too."

Seeing that he was just feeding himself one by one, but he didn't eat it, Wen Ran couldn't help but speak.

"You can eat."

Mo Xiuchen just looked at her gently, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next second. Seeing that she liked to eat blueberries so much, he was really reluctant to grab it from her, although he didn't have the money to buy it again.

But it's not a question of whether she has money or not, it's an instinct, he will let her eat what she likes, whether it's fruit, or when she eats, the dishes she likes, he does the same.

"Xiuchen, I've been having the same dream these days."

In the ward, the atmosphere is indescribably warm and romantic. The two people leaning on the bed and sitting on the edge of the bed, one is responsible for feeding, the other is responsible for eating, and occasionally says a word or two, all of them are soft, even if this is a hospital, it is still a picturesque scene.

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyebrows slightly, took out his other hand, gently brushed away a strand of broken hair on her forehead, revealing her smooth and white forehead, and asked softly, "What dream?" ”

Wen Ran's eyes flashed, and she blushed a little embarrassedly under his gentle gaze.

I was afraid of being laughed at by him when I said that kind of dream. However, she didn't know why, and wanted to tell him again. She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealing the shyness that had flashed by her, and when she looked up again, her fair cheeks were slightly flushed with a thin layer of pink.

"Yes!"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes deepened slightly, and the big hand that fed her lips paused.

Her eyes swept over his slender and white, bony hands, but the picture of his hands caressing her skin in the dream appeared in her mind, and she suddenly felt hot all over.

"Ranran, what dream?"

Mo Xiuchen saw that her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were like water, her heart moved slightly, and her voice was mixed with a hint of hoarseness.

He also remembered what he had done to her these nights, she had slept very deeply because she had taken medicine, and he loved her in a thousand ways, and he was so gentle that from beginning to end, he cherished and loved her to the extreme, for fear of hurting her, and did not dare to leave any trace on her.

Her skin is already tender, white, and creamy like jade, and with a little force, it will leave kiss marks. In the past, he often left that ambiguous and seductive trace on her, but now, except for the first night, he didn't dare to be careless in the following nights that she didn't know.

I'm afraid she will find out.

But now, seeing her extremely charming appearance, his heart trembled, could it be that she thought she was dreaming these nights.

Thinking of this, he suddenly leaned forward, his eyes scorched on her watery eyes, the warm breath sprayed on her slightly red cheeks, and his low and hoarse voice brought out a trace of palpitational teasing: "Ranran, you won't, you are dreaming of me and you lingering in a dream, right?" ”

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