Wei Zhiqian took a step towards Tan Mo, and the distance between the two was only more than a fist.
Wei Zhiqian was already tall, and he was so close. Tan Mo could only raise his neck with difficulty, and the back of his neck was sore.
Wei Zhiqian also saw clearly the blush on Tan Mo's face.
Her eyes were also slightly distracted.
The focus is still on Wei Zhiqian's face, but I feel that Wei Zhiqian's face is a little blurry, as if a soft light filter has been added to soften his facial lines, not so sharp and clear.
Wei Zhiqian frowned slightly and saw that Tan Mo's face was getting redder and redder.
He raised his hand and gently tested Tan Mo's forehead with the back of his fingers.
The strange thing is that when I first put it on, it wasn't hot yet.
But after a few seconds, it started to heat up.
Wei Zhiqian felt strange and stayed for a few more seconds.
As a result, the temperature under the back of the fingers is getting higher and higher, and it continues to increase.
"What's going on?" Wei Zhiqian asked nervously, "Do you have a fever?"
He held Tan Mo's arm and walked inside, "I remember there is an electronic thermometer at home."
Wei Zhiqian walked in a hurry, but after walking a few steps, he heard Tan Mo say: "I don't have a fever."
"Uncle, you have forgotten, I have the power of healing. Unless the power is consumed too much, I will not get sick." Since she was a child, except for the time when she treated Wei Zhiqian's injury during the college entrance examination, she had never been pregnant. Any disease.
Wei Zhiqian had forgotten this.
I just tried to talk about the ink face being very hot, so I became nervous.
Now that I think about it, it's true.
Wei Zhiqian finally stopped and raised his hand to test the temperature of Tan Mo's forehead.
When he first tried it, the temperature on Tanmo's forehead seemed to have dropped slightly.
But within a few seconds, the temperature on her forehead rose again.
"Why is it so cold or so hot?" Wei Zhiqian started to wonder.
It's not that you're sick, why is it so strange
Looking at Tan Mo's rosy cheeks again, Wei Zhiqian's fingertips touched it again.
Delicate skin with the warmth of ironing.
Wei Zhiqian was about to ask a question, but his chest sank, and Tan Mo's forehead hit his chest directly, making his whole body lazily as if he had no bones.
Her body is forward and light, and when viewed from the side, she leans against Wei Zhiqian's body, resting her forehead on his chest to support her weight.
"What's wrong?" Wei Zhiqian was surprised and gently put his arm around Tan Mo's shoulders, but did not let her stand up straight, just letting her forehead rest against his chest.
"Well... I don't have the strength to stand on my own." Tan Mo put his forehead against his chest and rubbed it from side to side.
Wei Zhiqian chuckled, this little girl is so cute even when she looks lazy.
Just as he was about to help Tan Mo sit down, he caught a glimpse of a bottle of RIO on the coffee table.
Next to it is Tan Mo's notebook.
Tan Mo sometimes puts his notebook on the coffee table, sits on the carpet, and leans on the sofa behind him to write.
The carpet is soft, thick and fluffy.
It's very comfortable to sit on.
From time to time, Tan Mo would bend his legs and rub the soles of his feet on the soft carpet.
Because it is a shag carpet, when your feet step on it, it almost goes up to the top of your feet.
In addition, the carpet is white, and it feels more like stepping on clouds.
At this time, Tan Mo was not wearing slippers and stepped on the white carpet with bare feet.
The carpet was milky white, and it looked like there was no white of her feet.
Tan Mo's feet were white with a hint of pink, making them look extremely clear.
Wei Zhiqian clearly remembered that although Tan Mo's feet were white and translucent, they were not pink.
I don’t know if it’s because of drinking.
Not only her face was rosy, but even the insteps of her feet were the color of rose juice.
It's really seductive.
"Have you been drinking?" Wei Zhiqian simply held Tan Mo's waist with both hands, and with a little more strength, he pulled her into his arms.
The two hands simply moved to the back of her waist, and the long fingers of both hands were intertwined together, like a lock, locking Tan Mo in his arms.
It was fine when I just drank it.
Now after a while, the alcohol started to set in.
Tan Mo's eyes became even more distracted.
She said "Hmm" and nestled in Wei Zhiqian's arms, rubbing her cheek against his chest several times affectionately and trustingly.
In the end, his whole body lazily pressed against Wei Zhiqian's body.
"Just had a few sips." Tan Mo smacked his lips, and the blush on his face became a little darker. "It tastes quite good, sour and sweet, and doesn't taste like alcohol."
Wei Zhiqian helped Tan Mo sit on the sofa.
He also sat next to Tan Mo and leaned over to pick up the jar of cocktail on the table.
Wei Zhiqian had no choice but to say that he only had a few sips
Most of the can was gone, leaving only a little hanging around at the bottom.
However, it’s okay to get drunk even if you talk about Mo and drink this.
This little girl's drinking capacity is really small, which makes people worry.
If she went out by herself, even if she just took a sip, she would be completely drunk.
Why is this so reassuring
In this case, how easy is it to have an accident
The little girl is not very sober now. When Tan Mo wakes up, he will have to have a good talk with her.
Tan Mo held Wei Zhiqian's arm and rubbed his little face on his arm a few times, "Butler Zhu went to school today to deliver moon cakes to me. My great-grandfather and great-grandmother asked me to deliver them. I was worried that our roommates would have short vacation time." , they can’t go home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, so let them eat some mooncakes at school.”
Wei Zhiqian chuckled, "The second elder thinks very carefully."
You have to like Tan Mo to such an extent that even Tan Mo's roommate can take it into consideration.
"Yeah." Tan Mo nodded obediently, with a little sparkle in his hazy eyes, "So I called my great-aunt immediately."
Tan Mo tilted his head and rested his chin on Wei Zhiqian's shoulder, remembering the old lady's words, "My great-grandmother also asked me to tell you something."
"What?" Wei Zhiqian turned his head and faced Tan Mo's small face right in front of him.
The bright white, flushed little face also exudes a sweet and sour aroma.
The sweet and sour aroma seemed to come from the cocktail that Tan Mo had just drank most of, and it seemed to come from her breath, and it seemed to come from the sweet fragrance of her body.
The two people's faces were now so close that Wei Zhiqian could clearly see the long, thick and thick eyelashes on Tan Tanmo's eyes.
Wei Zhiqian couldn't help but count them one by one.
But after a while, he gave up.
Tan Mo's eyelashes are so thick that he can't even count them.
The tip of Wei Zhiqian's nose pointed at Tan Mo's tall nose, and their breaths intertwined.
It's the different breaths of the two people that are intertwined with each other, getting hotter and hotter.
Wei Zhiqian swallowed, his throat sliding.
His eyes first fell on her rosy cheeks, then on the tip of her nose, and finally on Tan Mo's slightly parted lips.