MTL - The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You-Chapter 15 Don't be afraid, I won't go

Don't be afraid of Chapter 15, I don't want to go

The warm season was unbearable along the way, and I sneezed a few times.

Mo Jingshen directly drove the car back to the Royal Garden. Even the dinner did not take her to eat, directly called Chen Hao to give her a red sugar **** tea.

The warmth of the season did not put my own cold things on my heart, holding a few mouthfuls of brown sugar **** tea, was frowned by the spicy frown, she used to hate to drink this thing, it is really not swallowing, just want to put the cup Put it down, raise your eyes and see the ink on the opposite side.

It seems that she doesn't drink this cup, and don't want to eat tonight.

"This **** tea is really too hot." The warmth of the season is hard to say: "Can I drink after eating?"

"Mrs. Dinner is already ready. You should drink **** tea first and warm up." Chen Hao walked over from the side and groaned and said: "Many people have been suffering from cold symptoms recently, my hometown. The prostitute on the side called me yesterday and said that this cold didn't make her up for three days, and she couldn't even open her eyes. So, you must sweat out tonight, don't catch a cold. Yeah!"

The warmth of the season raises the eye, because I don't like to drink, so I can only look at the ink to the depth of the eye.

Mo Jingshen: "Have you heard? Drink."

The season is warm and helpless, so I have to take a few mouthfuls of the cup, spicy uncomfortable, but have to drink, and finally hold the nose and drink.

The previous season warming was not so good in this regard.

She was too cold in the north when she was a child, so she was particularly prone to cold and fever, but her temper was stubborn. Every time she was sick, she only kept herself in the room, sleeping with her quilt for two days, and the medicine did not eat needles or fight. The hard-to-drink brown sugar **** tea will not drink any more.

Until the cup met the bottom, Mo Jingshen indicated that Chen Hao had prepared dinner as soon as possible, because he had been hungry outside before the warm season.

"You go back to the room to take a hot bath and change into light clothes." Mo Jingshen said.

Seasonal warmth has this intention, after all, after drinking, the body is hot and uncomfortable.

It didn't take long for her to return to the room. I don't know if she really had some cold symptoms. Her head is getting more and more groggy.

Just thinking about taking a hot bath, just change the clothes and go straight into the bathroom.

Sitting in the hot water in the bathtub, less than a minute, the seasons warmed to close your eyes, stumbled with drowsiness.

But I can’t sleep well, I want to wake up and wake up...

She seems to be in the ice and fire, and for a moment it seems to be in the snow and ice, and for a while it is hot like entering the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun.

This feeling is really uncomfortable, trying to open your eyes, but the eyelids are so heavy that you can't open it.

The nightmare in the darkness, ruthlessly attacked her.

She dreamed that a deep blood mark was cut on her wrist, and the blood of the dragon kept flowing...

In the mirror, she was lying weakly in the hospital full of disinfectant smell. The white wrist was wrapped in layers of gauze. There was a long and straight figure standing next to him. He had stood there all night. .

A divorce agreement was placed on her pillow, and she could hardly hear what the man said in her ear.

The scene is constantly changing, and the warmth of the season wants to catch the figure that has decided to leave, but can only run in the dark without aim.

She dreamed that after the divorce, all the elders of the Mohist were shunned by her. Dad was even more ill because of her suicide and divorce. She was not allowed to enter the home for a whole two years.

Dreaming of the season dreams to bring yourself to the dark. Black bars to get drunk, dreaming that they were injected with poison. Products, drug addiction!

The family went bankrupt, my father hated it, and her loved ones went away one by one. Her once proud and embarrassing life gradually collapsed.

In the most awkward moment of her life, Xia Tian managed to find her, took her home, talked to her, cheered her up.

The scene is changing again. The season is suddenly running like crazy in the dream, but still can't catch the skirt. She saw Xia Tian's blood falling under the bridge and looking at the geese flying over the sky. There is no close eye to death.

The belief in the warmth of the season is once and for all, and all the people who love her and her love are constantly playing the life and death...

Those who had been enemies with Jijia found her. She was kidnapped, intimidated, taken to a dilapidated bus, and sold to a remote mountain area along with several long beautiful women.

She was sold to a 50-year-old man, and the old man’s family also had a mentally retarded son in his twenties!

After several escapes, I was arrested. Once I was cruelly snoring, I was almost forced by the disgusting father and son. She cut her face and body with a knife. Every day, she was covered with blood and they could not start... ...

Those dark and dull lives... Why do they still enter her dreams? !

She wants to wake up! She does not want these past nightmares!

The dark scene changed repeatedly, she escaped from the mountains, but was sold to Haicheng Yunjia.

Yun’s daughter was killed. She was accused of being the murderer. The police said that after many investigations, she learned from one of her relatives that she had been guilty of the money with Yun’s money many years ago, which confirmed her motive for killing.

Loved ones? At that time, in addition to the long-lost season dream, she had no more relatives.

In the last days of her life, she was imprisoned, imprisoned for three months, poisoned and coughed with blood... life collapsed... a dream of ten years...

Do not!

wake up!

Wake up!

She won’t hear the news of Mo Jingshen’s returning to China with her dreams... she doesn’t want to...

The warmth of the season is struggling in the nightmare, but no one can escape the vortex in the darkness.

Suddenly the ear came to the opening of the bathroom door, and a slightly cool hand was gently placed on her head.

"She has a fever, Chen Hao, to get the medicine." A calm and clear voice was clearly passed into her ears, and the warmth of the season suddenly woke up from her dreams.

The warmth of the season was a little hard to open his eyes, and he was immediately taken out of the water by a powerful arm.

She was even awkward, not knowing where she was, and she didn't even notice it.

Snowy muscles, skin, slender legs, chest. The snow in front. Soft, all exposed to his eyes, the seaweed-like wet hair falling down.

Ink Shen Shen wrapped her into the bath towel because she was completely beyond the expected hot, and the warmth instinctively leaned her head in his arms, and closed her eyes uncomfortably.

Those nightmares didn't reappear, she breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that there was something warm in the eyes that would surge.

Fortunately... those are gone...

This is the embrace of Mo Jingshen, warm, and fascinating, and belongs to her arms...

In the past life, if she was not so stupid, even if she lost everything, at least she still has ink depth.

As a result, even he was pushed away by her, so far away, so far!

She wants to cry, hold back tears and bury her head in his arms.

"Mr. Mo, this is a quick-acting antipyretic drug, and I have brought it with a thermometer!" It was Chen Yu’s voice, as if he was just running when he was looking for medicine, it sounded a little breathing.

The warmth was placed on the bed, and she subconsciously lifted the cuffs of his shirt. Even if she was weak and had no strength, she still wanted to hold him.

Mo Jing was coveted and saw her movements. She did not get up and left, and her hand held her back: "Don't be afraid, I will not go."

The quiet voice is like the most effective tranquilizer. The warmth of the season is weak and the eyes are a little red. Even if it is no longer fearful, it still grabs his cuffs and does not let go.

(End of this chapter)