I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Ming Nuan held back her anger and said with a smile, "Are you crazy?"

He sat at the table and didn't move.

Mo Shiyan wasn't angry either.

"If you don't want to eat, I don't mind letting you eat like this."

He took out a pair of medical gloves from the side.

After putting it on slowly, he directly pulled Mingnuan over with one hand.

Ming Nuan subconsciously wanted to struggle, but she never expected that a person with a fever could be so strong.

She was forced to sit on his lap, and his hands were easily held down by one of her hands.

Mo Shiyan scooped up a spoonful of soup with his other hand and handed it to her mouth, "Drink."

Mingnuan was actually very hungry.

Originally she planned to eat it.

But she didn't expect that Mo Shiyan wouldn't give her tableware at all.

Ming Nuan felt that the wrist that was grabbed must be red.

She turned her head coldly, "You put me down, and I'll eat."

She didn't know what was wrong with Mo Shiyan.

Good days are all.

She had to be dragged to a place like this far away from the crowd.

In fact, if he said he would take her here for vacation, she would not disagree.

But it was obvious that his desire to imprison people not only did not relax as time went on, but actually became more serious.

Seeing that she refused to eat, she was still struggling to run away.

He even kicked him hard several times.

Mo Shiyan was not angry either.

He is extremely calm and emotionally stable, and the constantly tossing Ming Nuan in the background is thought to be Dian Po who did such crazy things as imprisoning people.

"Don't you want to eat?"

"does not matter."

Mo Shiyan put the spoon down directly.

The spoon made a slight sound when it hit the surface of the bowl.

Ming Nuan was stunned for a moment and looked at Mo Shiyan warily, thinking that he was finally angry and about to take action.

My whole body couldn't stop feeling tense.

But she didn't expect that the next moment, Mo Shiyan pressed his gloved mouth to her lips.

He said lightly, "If you don't want to eat, you must be feeling unwell."

"I'll just check it out."

Mingnuan was shocked.

The next moment his mouth was forced open.

He put his upper and lower fingers against her teeth and began to feel along the tips of the teeth, bit by bit.

The medical gloves had a special smell that made her subconsciously feel difficulty breathing.

The fingers quickly pressed to the tip of her tongue.

Stroke it around a little bit.

Ming Nuan had goosebumps all over her body.

She was forced to raise her head and let out a low 'um'.

A thin layer of water mist quickly formed at the end of the eyes due to physiological stimulation.

Ming Nuan wanted to speak, but her tongue was quickly pressed against her finger.

"Does your tooth hurt? Or does it hurt here?"

She heard Mo Shiyan's chuckle.

Ming Nuan was speechless at all, so she could only bite him hard.

Her eyes were red, but her mouth was as fierce as if she wanted to bite his fingers off, and she didn't let go at all.

But Mingnuan didn't expect that at the moment she bit down hard.

Mo Shiyan, who was behind him, suddenly leaned down.

He also bit down hard on her neck sideways.

The same intensity as hers.

The mist in the corners of Ming Nuan's eyes instantly turned into real tears, rolling out in pain.

She subconsciously relaxed, and Mo Shiyan also relaxed.

"Don't bite."

Mo Shiyan was still pressed against the side of her neck, his voice was very pleasant.

He looked at the mark that belonged to him on Ming Nuan, his eyes became darker and darker, and he couldn't help but get closer, and slowly kissed the mark gently.

The warmth on her lips made the deep mark that almost broke the skin ache.

Her body trembled subconsciously.

But Mo Shiyan hugged him tighter.

"Are you still biting?" Mo Shiyan asked softly next to her ear.

Ming Nuan couldn't help but take a breath of air, closed her eyes and shook her head with difficulty.

"So nice."

Although Mo Shiyan said this, his tone was inexplicably a bit regretful.

"Do you want to eat well?"

Ming Nuan nodded while holding back her anger.

He then took his hand out of her mouth.

As soon as he took his hand out, Ming Nuan started coughing violently.

Mo Shiyan waited until she stopped coughing before continuing to bring the food to her.

He scooped up a small spoon and handed it over.

Ming Nuan bit the spoon angrily, as if she was biting off Mo Shiyan's head.

Mo Shiyan didn't look unhappy at all.

Exactly.

From the moment he came here, Ming Nuan felt that he had never been unhappy at all.

After struggling again to no avail, Mingnuan felt her stomach swell after eating.

Don't tell me yet.

Ming Nuan wiped her mouth and watched with a complicated expression as Mo Shiyan put the dishes and chopsticks away and took off his gloves.

Although this person will have convulsions from time to time.

But the food made by Mo Shiyan is really delicious.

"No."

Ming Nuan returned to her room, looked at herself in the mirror with a rosy complexion, and couldn't help but say: "This kind of life, where you have to put your hands on clothes and eat and open your mouth, must not continue."

She had to get out of here.

Otherwise, life would be like boiling a frog in warm water. She was afraid that she would return to her previous state again.

Looking at Mo Shiyan who had already entered the study and started working, various emotions surged in Ming Nuan's eyes.

She wanted to go out, but the bodyguards outside followed her closely, which made Mingnuan feel extremely troublesome.

Just when Ming Nuan was thinking of how to leave.

Ming Rourou was finally taken to the hotel where she had made an appointment with Lin Qiu.

The clothes Ming Rourou wore were particularly leaky. As she walked on the road, Ming Rourou could feel the strange looks and particularly dazzling emotions from others.

Her face was filled with humiliation.

When had I ever suffered like this?

Just when Ming Rourou wanted to turn around and leave.

Fang Hong, who discovered her purpose, pushed her back.

Ming Rourou's whole body became stiff unconsciously.

The next moment, he was pushed into a box.

Sitting inside was Lin Qiu, as well as some well-known directors and bosses.

"Oh, Rourou is open. Come on, sit here with sister. We haven't seen Rourou for a long time. When we last met, I didn't recognize her. Is Rourou not angry anymore?"

Lin Qiu helped the person up from the ground with enthusiasm.

There was still the indifferent look on his face at the airport, pretending not to recognize her.

Ming Rourou's breathing suddenly became difficult, and she looked at her with a look of resentment.

But Lin Qiu held her hand so hard that her nails dug into her flesh.

Ming Rourou woke up immediately.

At this point, she didn't have any capital left.