Top-notch Masquerading as Cannon Fodder Female Companion

Chapter 472: Too careless

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Tan Mo's eyes widened in surprise, "When?"

"Remember when you were taking the college entrance examination, I was injured and you came to treat me?" Wei Zhiqian said.

Tan Mo nodded.

"Of course I remember." She had a fever at that time.

"When I woke up, you didn't have a fever yet. You just stayed with me all night, lying next to my bed." Wei Zhiqian said, "I carried you to the bed. You were fast asleep at that time, and you didn't even know it. . Later, you developed a fever, and you didn’t even know about this incident.”

Tan Mo blinked, his heart beating fast.

It turns out that she once slept with her brother-in-law!

"Little girl." Wei Zhiqian stroked Tan Mo's hair again, "As you grow up, why do you suddenly feel so much more restrained? I've never seen you like this before."

Tan Mo touched the hair on the top of his head.

Xin said, didn't she think so much about her brother-in-law before

Before Tan Mo could move, Wei Zhiqian suddenly bent down and gave Tan Mo a princess hug.

Tan Mo was startled and hugged Wei Zhiqian's neck tightly, "Uncle?!"

Wei Zhiqian smiled and whispered: "Why are you so particular about it, huh?"

This "hmm" almost made Tan Mo faint.

For a while, she often watched short videos with sounds.

No face is shown, the screen is black with subtitles.

They are all young brothers with very nice voices.

There is a particularly clear sound.

There are also sultry bubble sounds.

But later on, I started to feel bored after listening to Tan Mo too much.

I feel like these sounds are too deliberate.

They were all suppressed and made deliberately.

Especially the bubble sound, it feels greasy after listening to it too much.

Now, Tan Mo felt that she was not tired of hearing it.

But those sounds really aren't good enough.

Compared with Wei Zhiqian's, it's like a fake, a fake.

Wei Zhiqian's voice is both flirtatious and pleasant.

And I never get tired of listening to it.

His "um" seemed to be rolling in his throat, but he did not suppress the deliberate dare to deliberately let out bubbles in his throat.

So natural and casual.

Instead, "Yeah" came to Tan Mo's mind.

It turned into light little bubbles, rolling on her heart.

Wei Zhiqian walked a few steps around the bed and placed Tan Mo on the left half of the bed where he had not slept.

He put the pillow up again and let Tan Mo sit on it as a pillow.

Tan Mo thought to himself, they were already in bed anyway.

As long as her uncle doesn't mind, it doesn't matter to her.

Then, Wei Zhiqian went around to the other side and sat down as well.

The two of them sat on the bed together, leaning on the pillows.

Although there is still a distance between them.

But the distance between this person is calculated based on three people sitting shoulder to shoulder.

It's not actually spacious.

Tan Mo concealed his nervousness by looking at his phone, but in fact he saw nothing.

The screen of her mobile phone stayed on the screen of her WeChat chat group with Qin Muye and Ming Yeqing, and then stopped moving.

His eyes slid hard to the right, trying to see what Wei Zhiqian was doing with his peripheral vision.

She was cautious and worried about being discovered by Wei Zhiqian.

"That's right." Wei Zhiqian suddenly said.

Tan Mo trembled with guilt and quickly raised his head: "What's wrong?"

"How is your injury? Although you said you used your healing power, is it completely healed?" Wei Zhiqian asked.

Tan Mo nodded, "It's completely healed."

"Where's the bruise on the left shoulder?" Wei Zhiqian asked again.

"It's okay." Tan Mo subconsciously pulled the collar to his left shoulder, "Look, there are no bruises at all."

Only the crystal white ones are still shining, and the white ones are faintly pink.

Wei Zhiqian took a deep breath, feeling extremely hot in his heart.

He originally just wanted to see if the bruise on Tan Mo's shoulder was really gone.

But when he lowered his head, the whiteness suddenly hit his eyes, which was an unspeakable shock.

Wei Zhiqian's breath became extremely hot.

Sprinkled on Tan Mo's shoulders, Tan Mo couldn't help but tremble.

Wei Zhiqian nodded with great restraint, and out of sight of Tan Mo, he clenched his fists tightly and tightened the sheets before letting himself go back.

Just at this time, Wei Zhiqian's cell phone rang.

"It should be takeout." Wei Zhiqian picked up the phone, his voice hoarse.

He answered the phone and it was indeed takeout.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get it." Wei Zhiqian said to Tan Mo, took his mobile phone and left wearing slippers.

Tan Mo also adjusted the collar back. After Wei Zhiqian went out, his fingertips tremblingly touched her shoulder, where Wei Zhiqian's breath had just fallen.

It's still hot until now, as if you can feel Wei Zhiqian's body temperature.

It felt as if... it felt like being kissed by Wei Zhiqian.

Tan Mo quickly let go of his hand and shook his head, not daring to think about it again.

After a while, when he heard the sound of the room key unlocking, Tan Mo quickly got out of bed and opened the door.

I happened to see Wei Zhiqian carrying takeout in his left and right hands.

Tan Mo took a bag and put it on the table first.

Suddenly thinking of what Wei Zhiqian had just said, he asked: "Uncle, you said the sofa and chairs are dirty, so where can we sit and eat?"

Wei Zhiqian: "..."

Careless.

Although what I just said is considered true, those situations really do happen.

But in fact, his main purpose was to talk to Mo until he sat on the bed.

But he said the sofa was so dirty before, so he couldn't sit down on it now.

Wei Zhiqian thought for a moment, then had an idea and moved the round table in front of the sofa to the bedside, "Let's sit on the bedside and eat."

Tan Mo had no doubt that he was there, nodded and said: "Okay."

So, together with Wei Zhiqian, he put all the takeaways on the round table.

When you open the box, you will be greeted by the rich and spicy flavor unique to Sichuan cuisine.

It arouses all those who are greedy for talking about ink.

Tan Mo was about to eat, but was stopped by Wei Zhiqian.

"Wait a minute." Wei Zhiqian opened another box, which contained a bowl of porridge.

"Drink a few mouthfuls of porridge first to cushion your stomach. Otherwise, you just get up and eat spicy food on an empty stomach. That won't work," Wei Zhiqian said.

So, under the supervision of Wei Zhiqian, Tan Mo drank two mouthfuls of porridge to lubricate his intestines and stomach, and then he hurriedly started to move as if he had received an amnesty.

Sichuan cuisine is heavy on spicy and spicy, and also contains a lot of oil.

Tan Mo was eating Bobo Chicken, and it flowed onto her hand along the bamboo stick.

Wei Zhiqian didn't eat much during the whole process, and was all taking care of Tan Mo.

He took out a tissue and wiped Tan Mo's mouth.

Tan Mo took a sip of the treasure in her palm. The spicy oil was numb and stained her lips, turning them red.

My lips were a little swollen from the heat.

My tongue was numb and I kept gasping with my mouth open.

Wei Zhiqian gave her another mouthful of iced plum juice, and then wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Wei Zhiqian's subsequent actions were selfish.

The spicy red lips were like jelly and looked extra soft and tender.

Wei Zhiqian felt that the spicy oil on her mouth was definitely not as spicy as the one in the lunch box.