Divine doctor son Ben Hongzhuang

Chapter 174 Don't be afraid of being misunderstood

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in Wuchen's mind, and the remaining reason disappeared in an instant, and the color of his eyes was as dark as a night sky without light.

The dust-free face slowly approached Mo Jiu, and his cold lips covered Mo Jiu's still slightly red and swollen warm lips.
The moment the four lips came into contact, Wu Chen couldn't care less, and just wanted to absorb the sweetness of the other party more deeply.

"Ugh..."

Mo Jiu seemed to be sleeping very uncomfortably. After protesting loudly, he slowly opened his eyes.

Wuchen was very close to her, Mo Jiu's eyes flickered when he noticed this, and he leaned back involuntarily.But because of the earthen wall behind her, she failed to widen the distance between the two as she wished.

Wuchen opened the distance lightly, and leaned lazily on the cave wall.With a casual throw, a small porcelain bottle landed in Mo Jiu's palm.

"Your chapped lips will heal faster with this on."

Mo Jiu held the porcelain bottle in a daze for a moment before saying, "Thank you. Are you... all right?"

Wuchen's voice is still faint: "Nothing."

Mo Jiu looked at the pale Wuchen, knowing that he couldn't help, so he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Wuchen's physical condition looks poor, and not only in physical condition, but also in a bad mood.Could it be that she provoked him?
Wu Chen was really in a bad mood at the moment, he raised his hand to touch his lips, where the fragrance of the boy beside him still remained.

But at this moment, his hand was pulled up, and Wu Chen slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Jiu beside him.

Mo Jiu gestured to Wu Chen's palm with his eyes, his peach blossom eyes were slightly bent, and said: "Eat something, this can replenish physical strength."

Wuchen looked down and found that there was an extra delicate pastry in his palm.The whole body is snow-white pastry, shaped like a flower, and has a sweet and greasy fragrance.

Put it in your mouth and it melts in your mouth. A special sweetness of white sugar mixed with the aroma produced by fermented rice flour lingers between your lips and teeth. It is refreshing and not greasy, soft and sweet, and instantly releases the impetuous heart.

"Do you usually carry these things with you?"

Mo Jiujian Wuchen's tone was much softer than before, and he secretly thought in his heart that foodies should still be fed.

"Well, I usually make more and take it with me when I have nothing to do. Do you want more?"

Wuchen didn't answer, but stretched out a hand.Sure enough, there was another piece of delicate pastry in the palm of my hand.

Wuchen was not polite, he put the piece of pastry in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Mo Jiu has been observing the expression on his face, after he finished eating, he took out a white handkerchief to wipe it after waiting for a while, Mo Jiu couldn't help but reach out and wipe the residue off his mouth.

Wu Chen's eyes suddenly became deep, and he grabbed Mo Jiu's hand.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Jiu didn't understand what Wuchen said, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "You didn't wipe it clean."

Wuchen's eyes darkened a bit, and said, "Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood?"

Mo Jiu: "."

What can be wrong?Didn't it take into account that you are a clean freak?
Mo Jiu withdrew his hand and began to straighten his clothes. He had selectively forgotten the question Wu Chen asked.

Mo Jiu had applied the ointment made from spring water to the wound, but there was no serious problem, so he didn't go to see the wound again.

There was still blood on the robe, if she was alone, she could take out the clothes from the space and change them, but with Wuchen here, she could only put them on first.

"How do we get out of here?"

Wuchen's eyes had been on Mo Jiu, watching his reaction, but when he suddenly heard him ask how to leave here, his eyebrows frowned.
(End of this chapter)