The Heaven-defying Little Crazy Concubine: The Ghost Emperor Chased His Wife

Chapter 143 ignore him

"Sister, what happened."

She knew that Mo Li had just woken up and her body hadn't recovered yet, so her acting like a baby must have made her uncomfortable.

Mo Li thought for a while, and then told her everything, as if telling another person's story.

Mo Chen bit his lip lightly, leaned against Mo Li, with tears in his eyes, and listened quietly.

"Sister, can we ignore that big villain?" She choked up, "And me, Chenchen loves my sister the most"

She wiped away her tears and solemnly made a promise.

"Okay," Mo Li replied softly, evoking a faint smile, although very light and superficial, it really came from the heart.

"Then let's pull the hook," Mo Chen stretched out his small hand and put it in front of her, "Okay," Mo Li responded, responding to her.

"Hanging on the hook will remain unchanged for 100 years..." She said softly, sister, do you still remember that you taught me this before, so please don't lie to me this time.

"It must be," she leaned over to kiss Mo Li's face, and giggled.

"Sister, are you hungry?" She changed the topic and climbed off the bed with her little feet.

"I made porridge for you, get up and drink some, I'll bring it to you."She kicked and dragged her shoes, and brought a bowl of porridge that was simmering there at any time, so that her sister could eat it when she woke up. She was a weapon spirit, so she didn't need to rest, and she had already rested long enough.

Gently placed it beside Moli's bed, rubbed his slightly red fingers underneath, scooped up a spoonful, pouted his mouth, lowered it down, blew off the heat carefully, and moved over,

"Sister, eat," Mo Li couldn't bear to refuse, looking into those bright eyes, fearing that his hope would be shattered.

Mo Li took the spoon, and his throat was tingling when he spoke just now, and he didn't take it too seriously, he just wanted to make up for the debt he owed that year, talk to her more, and also want to make her happy.

Then he swallowed it in a small mouthful, and suddenly Moli felt his throat was constricted tightly, his brows were slightly frowned, the stinging pain became more and more intense, and it was pulled from one point to all places, this feeling was very bad.

Cough, Mo Li couldn't help but hold on to the edge of the bed, and clasped his hands tightly to support and relieve.

Coughing again and again, as if to cough up all the internal organs, the muscles in the abdomen were stirred together, and I couldn't help arching my body slightly.

"Sister," Mo Chen exclaimed when he saw this scene. He kicked off his shoes and climbed up, full of guilt and self-blame. The water trembling slightly with coughing,

She patted Mo Li's back lightly with her small hand, hoping that this would make her feel better, she was so anxious that she wrinkled into a ball, but she didn't cry out, telling herself that she must not be in a hurry.

Mo Li waited until he calmed down a little before he had the strength to reach for the cup, sucked in his breath, and took a small sip to drink slowly. Seeing that Mo Li had finished drinking, he quickly took the cup and poured out half a cup of warm water from the small teapot , helped Moli up, half leaned on it, and delivered it to her hands.

"Sister, I'm sorry,"

She buried her head deeply, not daring to raise her head to look at Mo Li again, her hands were hanging powerlessly by her side, biting her lips lightly, suppressing the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes.

"fine,"

Mo Li said in a hoarse voice, as if he was about to get up, "I've been lying down for so long, I'm going to get moldy if I don't get up," he said half-jokingly, a pair of shoes had already been prepared on a small blanket on the ground.

It's a lie to say that you are not moved. No one has ever cared so much about yourself. You only have to execute various roles endlessly every day. In the past, you only knew that the purpose of living was to kill people.

(End of this chapter)