"Alright, ?en???. ｒａｎｅｎ`ｃｏｍ”

After Mo Qingmiao finished saying this, he didn't get a response from Mo Qiqi, he was surprised, looked down again, but found that Mo Qiqi's small body, leaning on his arms, was already asleep.

He pursed his lips, for a while, he couldn't figure out what he was feeling in his heart, in short, holding her fragrant and soft, some places in his heart seemed to be slowly softening.

Mo Qingmiao was just about to call her up, but when he saw her brow, he frowned.

Even when she was sleeping, she was frowning, and Mo Qingmiao's slender fingers gently touched her frowning brow.

Mo Qiqi's brows loosened.

Seeing this, the corners of Mo Qingmao's mouth also rose slightly.

He hugged Mo Qiqi up, about a little shaking, Mo Qiqi lying in his arms, her hands were wrapped around his neck, and her side face was also very close to his neck.

The warm breath hit his neck one by one, and the slightest feeling of tingling spread from his neck little by little.

As he walked, Mo Qiqi's head was also little by little, and his soft and pink lips were rubbing against his neck all the time.

Boom, the flush on his face was fierce and hot.

He tilted his head sideways, trying to avoid her lips, helplessly, how could he get out of the way, Mo Qiqi's lips were still rubbing against his neck.

In this way, Mo Qingmiao no longer dodged, and strode out with Mo Qiqi in his arms.

"Young Master, Miss."

Fu Bao, who was still sitting under the porch and napping, saw it, and hurriedly got up and followed.

Fu Bao always felt that Mo Qingmiao was a little strange today, so he didn't dare to get too close, and followed not far away.

Mo Qingmiao sent Mo Qiqi back to the house and gently put him on the bed.

Her body rested on the bed, but her hands were still wrapped around his neck, and the white porcelain soft little face was rubbing against his face.

Mo Qingmiao felt panicked for no reason, he gently let go of her hand, let her lie down on the bed, and covered her with a thin quilt.

"Take good care of Miss."

Mo Qingmiao dropped this sentence, lowered his head and didn't want Fu Bao to see the blush on his face, and fled a little embarrassed.

"Young Master, it's really strange."

Fu Bao was inexplicable for a while, and she scratched her head.

Mo Qiqi, who was lying on his side on the bed, still had his eyes closed, but he involuntarily hooked the corners of his lips.

I slept well until dawn, and Mo Qiqi's face didn't itch, so she also had a curiosity about that miracle doctor Yuejian in her heart.

That's amazing! has such an extraordinary ability at a young age.

As usual, Mo Qiqi had breakfast, took a picture book, lay on the soft couch and watched, looked at it, and took a bite of the candied fruit in the box on the side.

A small day can be regarded as a comfortable life.

"Miss, the moon doctor is here."

A hundred flowers brought the moon over.

Mo Qiqi was just about to speak in unison, but was stopped by Yuejian.

"Don't get up."

Tsukimi walked over and put down the medicine box in his hand.

"Miss, let's go out and wait."

Baihua and Fubao were a little scared, the situation where they just tore off the scar on their face yesterday was still imprinted in their minds, and they were thinking about it when they went to bed at night.

If I watch it again today, I will probably have to go through it again in my head, and I will probably be scared to death.

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