Mo Han looked at Mo Yue's red lips, but smiled silently.

The tea leaves are steamed in hot water to create a fragrant fragrance.

Mo Yue picked up a cup of tea, blew it, and handed it over.

Mo Han took it, shook it lightly in front of his nose, and said, "The technique of making tea has regressed a lot. ”

"Don't talk about me, starting tomorrow, you brew it for me." After Mo Yue finished speaking, she picked up the tea cup in front of her, took a sip, stuck out her tongue, put it down, and couldn't take a second sip, with a little embarrassment on her face.

"Okay." Mo Han replied and drank the tea in front of him.

"I'm tired, can I take a nap?" Mo Yue got up, picked up Mo Han, and walked to the back room, as she walked, everything in the wooden house was replaced with new ones.

"Okay." Mo Han let Mo Yue pull him.

When he arrived at the house, Mo Yue knelt on the bed, tidied up the newly changed mattress, and then took off his coat for Mo Han, let him sit on the edge of the bed, took off his shoes again, hugged his upper body, gently put him down, and nested himself in his arms, hugged his waist and said softly: "Sleep, I'm sleepy." ”

Mo Han closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, the shadow of his eyelashes cast on Ruyu's skin, and his breathing was weak and inaudible.

There seemed to be tears in Mo Yue's eyes, but they quickly disappeared, big drops fell, got up, pulled the quilt to cover Mo Han, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at him for a long time.

"Han, you're leaving, aren't you, even you're leaving me." Mo Yue said softly, with a smile on her lips, absolutely beautiful and sad, and muttered to herself: "If you leave, I will never meet someone better than you, are you willing?" Are you willing to let me be wronged by others? However, you spoil me so badly, I'm afraid no one will dare to ask me. ”

Mo Yue grabbed Mo Han's hand and put it on her cheek, the temperature on her hand was cold that couldn't be covered, even Mo Yue's perennially cold hands and cheeks were on Mo Han's hands, and they actually set off a warm feeling.

"Sleep, one day in heaven and a year on earth! If we stayed here, we could live for many, many years. When Mo Yue said this, she burst into tears and smiled, put Mo Han's hand back into the quilt, got up and left the house.

The person in the bed has long fallen into an unconscious coma.

Mo Yue boiled a large basin of hot water and carefully wiped Mo Hanzai's body, cheeks, neck, and hands, like the most ordinary wife taking care of her sick husband.

Day after day, Mo Han slept for a month without waking up.

Mo Yue, as in the past, pushed a wheelchair over, put Mo Han on it, wrapped it in a quilt, and pushed the wheelchair out of the house.

The sun is shining outside, and the fragrance of bamboo is more pronounced in the sun.

Mo Yue took a deep breath and muttered, "Han, you obviously promised to make me tea the next day, but you slept for so long in order to be lazy, and when you wake up, I will cut a bamboo to make a ring ruler and hit your palm." ”

The person in the wheelchair still didn't move,

"Sometimes, I always think, if we never know each other, how good it would be, you will always be the Fenghua Holy Venerable who looks up to the Six Realms, with lofty eyebrows, talking and laughing and calling for wind and rain, how can you make such a mess for me, in fact, I deserve to live at the bottom of hell, and I shouldn't be greedy for the stars and seas in this world, and the clouds are rolling up."

Mo Yue moved a chair and sat next to the wheelchair, snuggled up to Mo Han's shoulder, and looked blankly into the distance.

Growing westward!

"I want to eat the grilled fish made by Yue'er." The clear male voice sounded in Mo Yue's ears.