Spoil You All Your Life

("Do you know what I want to do to you now?" Shi Zi looked at Shi Zixian with a faint gaze.)

Shi Zixian didn't speak, but just smiled softly, "Help me open the door."

Shi Zi took two steps forward, looked at Shi Zixian closely, lowered her voice and said, "You actually hurt her like this?"

Speaking of Mo Zimu's injury, Shi Zixian is naturally very distressed, and the corners of her lips still keep a slight upward arc. "For protecting my own women, I should really learn from you who are full of experience."

Shi Zi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Haha." Shi Zixian chuckled, "Next time I will learn from your resolute attitude of not letting Miss Yao touch the gun. This little thing is really not used to it."

How could Shi Zixian not understand what Shi Zixian said?

Shi Zi twitched his mouth slightly, "Heh...Zixian, you don't need to remind me that I have Tiantian, I know how to deal with it. On the contrary, it is you. She has always regarded you as a big brother, and she is not a strong man sweet."

"Of course the melon is not sweet when it is not ripe."

"You are so confident that this fool is the one who has matured in love?"

Shi Zixian smiled, "Theoretically speaking, I have a 50% chance; others also have a 50% chance, and you, I am afraid it is 0."

"Oh?" The son raised his eyebrows, "Looking at it this way, I have to take the 50% chance of others. If I get the 50% of the eldest brother by then, I hope elder brother can bless us."

"You have that ability, I have this mind."

"Good!" Shi Zidu was refreshed.

"Open the door, I have to give her some medicine."

The son of the world pushed the door of Mo Zimu's room open and said, "I'm here with medicine, let me come."

He now knows why Zimu called "Zixian, pain, pain, lighter" before. It turned out that Zixian was applying medicine to her shoulder injury.

Shi Zixian carried Mo Zimu back into the bedroom, lowered her body and placed her on top of her chest, with one arm folded against her waist, and when he stood up and turned, he supported her with both hands to lie down.

"Sweep...bull...star..., broom star..."

Shi Zixian couldn't help laughing when she heard Mo Zimu's dream. She was about to drag her slippers off when she heard her talking again.

"Zi, Xian..."

The sound of Mo Zimu's shouting "Zixian" in the dream made the two men on the * side startled at the same time.

Shi Zi is holding the medicine bottle and staring at Mo Zimu with her eyebrows fixed. Why is the person calling in her dream Zixian?

Shi Zixian stopped the movement of reaching out to take off Mo Zimu's shoes, turning his head to look at her, and her small fox-like face was filled with the tranquility of sleep. His heart was filled with joy because of her whispering.

Shi Zixian grabbed the two big plush fox heads on Mo Zimu's slippers and took off the slippers. Just putting her two legs in place, she woke up.

"Zixian?" Mo Zimu called to him with dim eyes.

"Hey, why did you wake up?"

Shi Zixian pulled the neatly folded air conditioner over Mo Zimu's body, leaned over to look at her, "It's late, let's rest."

"pain."

A short word immediately made Shi Zixian and Shi Zi both unbearable.

Shi Zi walked to his head and looked down at Mo Zimu, "Let's get medicine."

Mo Zimu was slightly surprised, how come they are there?

"Zidu, thanks, Zixian has already taken medicine for me."

Shi Zi twisted open the bottle cap and said, "It will be better the last time before going to bed."

Because there was a painful memory of Shi Zixian when she helped her with medicine. After running away in the front yard just now, Mo Zimu knew that her shoulder blades must be severely swollen, but she really didn’t want to suffer the crime of medicine again. Can kill people.

"Zidu, let it go, I'll do it myself."

Shi Zi and Shi Zixian looked at each other and nodded, "Well, you can apply to the mirror by yourself." After speaking, put the ointment on the top cabinet.

After the two big men went out, Mo Zimu stretched out his hand and took the ointment left by the elders and looked at it. What a joke, and applying the medicine to the mirror, that is self-abuse. What Mo Zimu likes most is not to embarrass herself. , Forget it, sleep.

Just when Mo Zimu was going to sleep in a daze, a burst of sandalwood smelled his nose, and his side seemed to be pressed down by some gravity, and he opened his eyes to take a look.

Substring? Why did he come in?

Because the third floor has always been used only by Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu, and other people rarely come up, Mo Zimu has developed the habit of not using small locks when sleeping and taking a shower in the room.

"You know, comrade, you won't consciously apply medicine."

Mo Zimu murmured, "You know, Major General, you will definitely break into your boudoir."

"Hehe." Shi Zixian smiled and took the medicine bottle. "So, are you ready to be consciously tortured? Then I'm not welcome."

Mo Zimu got up from the air-conditioning quilt with a frown, grabbed the other big pillow, stacked two pillows behind his back, and a pair of charming pupils looked at Shi Zixian sadly, "You always speed up."

Shi Zixian really took the medicine much faster than the first time, and the natural finger strength was not as light as before. In addition, Mo Zimu's arm swinging when he was running wild in the yard made the injury worse. Every time he applied it, she felt painful. call.

Seeing Mo Zimu's eyebrows twisted extremely tightly, the distress in Shi Zixian's heart spreads away, and the intensity of his hands is getting lighter and lighter, and it can't be wiped off in the end.

"What's the matter?" Mo Zimu looked at Shi Zixian, who had half-painted her with a puzzled look.

"Call it out if it hurts, don't bear it."

"It's okay, hurry up and finish it."

Shi Zixian endured the pity in his heart and finished the medicine, screwed the bottle cap, "rest early, good night."

Mo Zimu suddenly stopped him, "Zixian."

"Ok?"

The sadness in Mo Zimu's eyes was even worse. Just now, he finally couldn't help but said, "It hurts! It hurts after applying this medicine for a period of time, like chewing my bones."

"The effect of the medicine is a bit painful when it penetrates, and it will be fine in a few days."

"It's not a bit, but it's really painful. The ancients said that the pain of heart-wrenching bones is probably how I feel now."

Shi Zixian looked at Mo Zimu with compassion and helplessness. She was in pain. He knew that if possible, he would be willing to bear all the pain that happened to her. But there is no painful grafting technique in the world. He doesn't know how to make it. She feels no pain now.

"or......"

Shi Zixian, who was about to leave, sat down on Mo Zimu* again, and leaned on her head, reaching out to hold Mo Zimu into his arms, keeping her back against his chest, and her powerful arms around him. On her waist, with her head down, gently blowing on her coated shoulders.

When Shi Zixian's breath blew gently on her ointment skin, Mo Zimu instantly felt a faint cold feeling, and the pain in her bones seemed to be taken away by the clear feeling in an instant.

"Uh?"

Mo Zimu stunned, and said in surprise, "Zixian, it seems that the pain really doesn't feel so much anymore, my shoulder feels cold."

"Then go to sleep."

"Ok."

Mo Zimu grabbed Shi Zixian with both hands and put his arms around her waist, and gradually fell asleep.

She slept, but it hurt him.

It's not that it's tiring to blow lightly on Mo Zimu, but that her hot body really tests Shi Zixian's self-control. Nephrite jade has a warm fragrance in his arms, he is a man of mature age, and this nephrite jade is still the warm fragrance he wants to pick in his heart, and he has to put up with the desire in his heart. Thoughts, not difficult, but you have to control your own man’s physiological reactions. It's hard.

It was really uncomfortable to sleep against it. After Mo Zimu fell asleep, she subconsciously wanted to find a comfortable posture, and her slender and soft body began to move, she wanted to lie down.

Shi Zixian's hand wrapped around her waist closed, preventing Mo Zimu from sliding down. If it slipped, how could he help her breathe and relieve the pain.

Her body stabilized, but it brought new problems.

Generally, when you sleep in pajamas, your clothes will shrink toward your upper body. However, if you sit and rest, after a few twists, the shoulder straps of the pajamas may slip your shoulders.

The shoulder straps of Mo Zimu's silk pajamas slipped.

More and more * fell into Shi Zixian's eyes. When he once again read all the * that should or shouldn't be seen on Mo Zimu's chest, he couldn't help sighing inside.

Little thing, should I be grateful for your lack of defense, or should I smile?

Not to mention other men, even Zidu, she is not allowed to rely on her in her pajamas for too long, and he, she is not only embarrassed, but she can stick to him generously.

Little thing, have you never regarded me as a man, or have you never thought about your attraction to me?

Shi Zixian suddenly felt a burst of blood rushing to the top of his head, and his arm was directly pressed against her softness.

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