Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were stunned, he really couldn't cry or laugh at him for playing hooligan at this time, but listening to his hoarse voice and pale face, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. ,: 。

"Then you see that your lips are dry like this, let's drink saliva first." She said, glaring at him as if to say, if you are obedient, then you will get the reward you deserve.

Yin Shaojie also felt that her throat was very dry, and her usually magnetic sexy voice became a little ugly now, she wouldn't dislike him because of this, right?

Thinking of this, he nodded obediently.

Mu Xiaoxiao smiled, stretched out her hand and touched his head as if rewarding, "That's good, then you let go of your hand and let me pour water." ”

From the time he was unconscious until now, she had been being dragged by his hands, and although she didn't use any force, she also felt that her hands were sore.

She suddenly thought that the sentence "holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son", it is not so easy to hold hands for a lifetime.

Although Yin Shaojie was a little dissatisfied with her coaxing tone to herself, he still let go of his hand.

In fact, he didn't remember how he kept holding her while he was unconscious.

Now as soon as he let go of his hand, he also felt that his wrist was a little sore, he had a high fever, and he had no strength in his whole body, and the last of his strength was used in the hand that grabbed her.

"Then you wait for me here, and I'll be back shortly." Mu Xiaodao got out of bed and went out in slippers.

Yin Shaoji's dark eyes followed her figure, and his gaze was fixed on the door.

After a few minutes, Mu Xiaoxiao poured water and came back.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I noticed his eyes, which kept locking on her, as if I was afraid that she would run away.

Mu Xiaoxiao's heart throbbed slightly, does this guy want to stare at people so urgently?

Obviously I'm sick, I'm weak, and I've been staring at the door, don't you feel that your eyes are sore?

Although he complained so in his heart, he inexplicably felt that Yin Shaojie was a little cute like this.

Mu Xiaoxiao's smile softened a little, walked to the side of the bed, patted the quilt on his body and said, "Get up and drink water." ”

"Why did you pour water for so long?" Yin Shaoyu asked dissatisfiedly, his face was weak, and his voice seemed to be more hoarse and weak than just now, "I feel as if my body has been hollowed out...... I didn't have the strength to get up. ”

As he spoke, his dark eyes drooped, revealing a pitiful look.

Mu Xiaoxiao had no problem with him, so she had to put the cup on the bedside table, leaned over, and reached out to help him pick him up.

Yin Shaoji's arms wrapped around her, almost pressing the weight of his whole body on her.

"Why are you so heavy?" Mu Xiaoxiao complained, but still used his strength to help him up.

finally sat up, but Young Master Yin didn't want to let go of his hand, wrapped his arms around her, and directly changed to hug her thin waist.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, his tall nose buried deep in her neck.

My breath was full of her fragrance.

"Hey......" Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to get up, and this bent posture made her a little uncomfortable.

"Don't move, let me add." Yin Shaojie said, tightening his arm.

"What to add?" Mu Xiaoxiao was puzzled, her dark eyes blinked, and she looked down at him, but she could only see the back of his head and his hair.

At such a close distance, she realized that this guy's hair is so soft. q