Chapter 170 Still Blaming Me

After saying that, Mu Beiting frowned and picked up the medicine bowl, and looked at the dark soup in the bowl with some disgust.

In the end, he took a sip under Su Xiangwan's persistent gaze.

A pungent smell hit his face, his brows were wrinkled, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Isn't it good to drink?"

"kindness."

Su Xiangwan thought about it, and said, "There seem to be a lot of traditional Chinese medicines in it, like cistanche, Morinda officinalis, wolfberry, etc... Chinese medicines are generally a little bit bitter."

Mu Beiting's eyes gradually became darker, staring at her and slowly said: "Are you sure you want me to drink?"

"What...what?" Su Xiangwan vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Mu Beiting had a half-smile, and said slowly, "This is for strengthening yang and invigorating the kidney."

"What... what..." Su Xiangwan froze.

There was a faint smile in Mu Beiting's eyes, and he said to himself, "In the end, I'm still to blame for not feeding you enough."

"Mu Beiting!"

Su Xiangwan stood where he was, embarrassed and annoyed.

Why is this man's mouth getting more and more excessive!

Finally, unable to hold back the smile in his eyes, she stomped her feet, turned and ran out of the bedroom.

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In the afternoon, Su Xiangwan found some antipyretics for him.

After tossing and tossing several times, it was not until evening that his fever subsided.

Mu Beiting leaned on her shoulder, held onto one of her little hands, and repeatedly grabbed and played with it.

Her hands are small and soft, light white like pearls.

Probably because of the relatively small bones, the fingers are slender but very sensual.

The nails are round and smooth, slightly bulged, and have a good shape.

The color of tomato red was a bit orange under the light, he was reluctant to let go, just kneading it inch by inch in his hand, it was not enough.

Until the palms of both of them were a little wet, he still had no intention of letting go.

Su Xiangwan sat beside him, glanced at him slightly sideways, thought it was because of his illness, and didn't bother with him, and looked down at the script.

Mu Beiting didn't care about his work and just relied on her.

Playing with her little hands, like playing with some baby.

After more than ten minutes.

"Late night..."

Su Xiangwan turned to look at him.

"Headache." Mu Beiting was a little aggrieved.

Su Xiangwan wanted to reach out and touch his forehead, but he still held onto it and refused to let go.

Helpless, I had to put down the script and touched it with the other hand.

"It's still a little hot, I'll take some antipyretics later."

Mu Beiting pursed his thin lips lightly, watching her silently.

Su Xiangwan sighed softly, "Mu Beiting, you should change your name to Mu Two-year-old."

Su Xiangwan couldn't help it: "I've been with you all the time..."

"Kiss." Mu Beiting said in a low voice, looking a little aggrieved.

Su Xiangwan watched him lose his mind, and after a few seconds, said softly, "Close your eyes."

Mu Beiting was startled, but after recovering, he quickly took a snapshot.

Su Xiangwan moved slightly closer to his handsome face, and the warm breath scattered on his face, tickling his heart.

There was a sly look in her eyes.

The next moment, someone gasped.

A soft little hand unceremoniously grabbed a certain man's handsome face with great force.

After a while, a small red flower was printed on one side of that handsome face. It was red and looked a little cute.

Mu Beiting was so angry that he opened his eyes still a little confused.

Su Xiangwan snorted softly and said, "What are you kissing, you don't think you have enough fever, do you?"

Mu Beiting just looked at her quietly and didn't speak.

He's going to want to hit someone a little bit.

Su Xiangwan pushed him away a little, and said calmly: "I will strictly implement our agreement in the future, so hello, me, everyone."