Chapter 3765

Zhao Meng lay in front of the window, tears dripping: "so hot, so hot, wow."

She cried as she spoke. At last, she sat down on the ground, covered her face and climbed to one side. At this time, the door was opened. Mo Qiu rushed in and held her up.

"Don't ask, don't ask." Zhao Meng cried and fell on him, lying in his arms and said, "the essence of Fengyoujing is so hot. I'm going to go to heaven."

Don't ask to listen. He palms down and reaches for the cool medicine to wipe it for her. Zhao Meng lies on the bed. After a long time, she blinks and finds that she is more comfortable.

But her eyes were red with tears, and her fingertips fell on the tip of her nose.

"Go, go to the theatre." Said Mo Qiu.

Zhao Meng listened and got up. Unexpectedly, she knelt on him.

"Ah." She bumped forward, lips close to his, don't ask to turn over, put her on the bed, the man's tall body bullied forward, fingertips fell on her waist, slowly up.

"Don't ask. Don't do it. What are you doing? Ha ha." Zhao Meng struggles to get out of bed.

Mo Qiu reaches for her leg. Zhao Meng kicks him back and runs to one side.

"Ha ha..." Zhao Meng rushes to the table. Mo Qiu rushes forward and keeps pestering. Her clothes fall to the ground. Zhao Meng is held by him and sends her body to the dressing table.

She sat on it, and Mo begged to stretch out her hand and clasp her leg. Who knows? Zhao Meng struggled.

"Hiss." Mo Qiu stares at Zhao Meng. His face turns blue. He looks down at the table. Zhao Meng finds that he is not well.

Especially his big palm, instant blue veins burst, the face is difficult to see the extreme, and the green liquid, slowly flowing down from the table.

Feeling hot on his butt, Zhao Mengmeng jumped down from it.

"Ah." She groaned in pain and looked at a large bottle of essential balm. When she opened it just now, she threw it away and did not twist the cover properly. When she just sat on it, she knocked it down

Flow a table, not only is she hit, but Mo Qiu's body

"Bang." A, she rushed into the bathroom, put cold water, into the bathtub, the body is shivering.

Hot feeling, constantly attacking her body.

Mo Qiu's face was blue and rushed in. Half an hour later, Zhao Meng looked at Mo Qiu and saw him sitting by the bed, silent.

"Don't ask." She stood awkwardly by the bed, reaching for his arm

Don't lean on the bed and watch her quietly

"Husband."

Don't ask still silent, Zhao Meng wrongly rushed into his arms and said: "I don't know if I didn't twist the cover, so... It hurts, right?"

"Zhao Meng." His voice was hoarse. He reached out to push her away and said in a low voice, "I... the machine below is broken. It may be that I won't lift it all my life."

Zhao Meng was surprised.

Although she knew it was spicy and painful, it was obviously exaggerated. But the body is so fragile, it can't be ruled out.

"No way. Let me see." Zhao Meng said in a low voice.

Mo Qiu listened, clamped his legs, stretched out his hand over the quilt to cover his body, and said in a low voice, "forget it, I'm responsible for you. If I can't, you'll find another one."

Zhao Meng was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"What to do?" Zhao Meng was so flustered by his face.

She stretched out her hand and clasped his wrist, trying to pull him up, but she broke her hand! Push her and say, "it's no use!"

"Please don't do that." Zhao Meng is afraid.

Don't shut your eyes in pain, get up and walk out.