Chapter 8 The wound on the mouth is not knocked on the table

Now it's not clear what is reasonable.

Bo Ming was so angry that his stomach hurt, what kind of demon and monster he raised.

"Shhh Bo Ming covered his mouth.

Mo Sheng had already wanted to remind him, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Bo, your mouth is injured, when did you get hurt, I'll get you medicine now." ”

"Don't you know better than me how I hurt me......" Bo Ming blurted out so irritated.

"Huh?" Mo Sheng looked confused.

Thinking of the kiss yesterday, Bo Ming's face couldn't hold back, "Ahem, cough, do you know it's wrong?" ”

"Wrong, wrong." Mo Sheng hurriedly admitted his mistake.

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have caused trouble at school." Mo Sheng wanted to kowtow and apologize.

"What else?"

"I shouldn't go to the bar, I shouldn't play with others, I should study seriously, be an upright person, hang my head on a beam, and ...... with a cone and a thorn."

"Alright, alright!" The more he talked, the more outrageous it became, and Bo Ming couldn't listen to it.

Mo Sheng peeked at it again and asked worriedly, "Uncle Bo, can I get up?" ”

"You get up."

No matter how you look at it, I feel that the scar on Bo Ming's mouth is too abrupt, Mo Sheng stood up and asked with concern, "Uncle Bo, did the injury on your mouth knock on the table, it won't be like that......

Dare to say, Bo Ming roared, "You kneel down for me!" ”

Mo Sheng knelt in front of Bo Ming again, what could she do, didn't she just care about his health.

"Good things you did!" Bo Ming glared at Mo Sheng.

Mo Sheng hunched his waist aggrievedly, pulling his head like a pug, as if he had done something wrong and looked pitiful.

are all injured on the mouth, Bo Ming subconsciously looked at Mo Sheng's pink lip flap, the corner of his mouth was broken, and the luster was full when he bit his lip when he was wronged, Bo Ming also recalled the soft touch of Mo Sheng last night, and there was an inexplicable body fragrance on his body, which smelled very good, and when Bo Ming reacted, he was blindfolded, and he actually stared at her lip flap and was hot, the more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became.

Damn it!

Bo Ming said irritably, "You go back to my room for me, it's an eyesore to look at you!" ”

"Oh."

Mo Sheng hurried back to the room again.

This day is too tiring, this is not that nor that, especially in front of Bo Ming, everything is wrong.

Mo Sheng was aggrieved and buried in the quilt, didn't she just want to care about him, the best person in this world for her was Bo Ming.

Caring is also wrong to care, and it is difficult to be a good person.

Unconsciously, Mo Sheng curled up the quilt and fell asleep on his stomach, his long eyelashes still trembling.

At dinner time, Mo Sheng hadn't come down to eat, Bo Ming walked to the door and shouted with a calm face, "Mo ......"

found that she was asleep, Bo Ming subconsciously stopped the sound, and did not shout, but walked in and stood in front of the bed, looking at her like a caterpillar bowing the quilt.

A man sleeps so naΓ―vely.

Bo Ming also wanted to kick her ass, but after thinking about it, this child was not very annoying, but he was a little naughty, and his face softened again.

Mo Sheng didn't sleep very comfortably, picked his neck, snorted twice, and tried to break free from the tightly rolled quilt, but the quilt was too tightly wrapped and his face turned red. Seeing her desperately trying to break free, Bo Ming stepped forward and pulled twice more.

"Well, Uncle Bo!"

Mo Sheng grabbed Bo Ming's arm, pulled him to the bed without accident, and slept more sweetly with his arm around him.

At that moment, Bo Ming thought that Mo Sheng was awake and pushed her head, but the little man went directly into the crook of his arm and rubbed his arm like a cat.

Bo Ming lowered his head, his deep gaze was firmly fixed on Mo Sheng's cheeks, tender and watery.

He pinched it hard, and a red mark appeared on his face.