Abduct a school bully to be his daughter-in-law

Back at the apartment, he took the key to open the door, Jun Jue rubbed his aching ear, the slap came suddenly, the angle was not very accurate, the greeting hit the ear, the face no longer felt the pain, neither did the ear. Know when it's good.

As soon as he entered the room, he caught a glimpse of an extra bag of cold medicine, and Jun Jue frowned slightly.

Carrying the bought dinner and pushing open the bedroom door, there was one person lying on the bed neatly, unaware of the extra person in the room, Jun Jue smiled and walked slowly to the bed.

"Daughter-in-law..." After shaking him lightly, Jun Jue said, "Get up and eat something before going to bed."

The man was still in a deep sleep and didn't respond.

"The end of the season?"

There was no response after calling a few times, Jun Jue was startled, put down the dinner in his hand, leaned forward and touched his forehead.

Hotter than in the morning.

Frowning, Jun Jue directly lifted him up and carried him on his back.

Hastily locked the door, and ran to the hospital anxiously.

The body attached to the back was hot, maybe it was because he was walking too fast, and the head-on wind was a bit strong, and the person lying on the back woke up slowly.

At the end of the season, half asleep and half awake, he felt his body shaking, and opened his eyes slightly, only to realize that someone was walking forward with his back on his back. Subconsciously, he asked, "Where are you going?"

The voice as low as a mosquito rang in his ears, and Jun Jue regained his spirits and slowed down: "Let's go to the hospital."

Hearing the hospital, Ji Mo frowned instinctively, the arm hanging in front of someone suddenly tightened, and said vaguely: "No...not hospitalized."

Jun Jue was slightly stunned, then smiled, and comforted him: "Okay, if we don't need to be hospitalized, we'll go to the outpatient clinic, get a bottle and get better soon, and we'll go back after the treatment, be obedient."

"……Um."

After a light reply, there was no movement, as if falling asleep again.

The hand around the neck stubbornly refused to let go, not hiding the appearance of dependence, just like being coquettish.

Jun Jue raised the corners of his lips, lifted him up, and continued walking.

There were not many people in the outpatient department of the hospital, so he briefly explained the symptoms, and the doctor took a thermometer to test him. The high fever of nearly 39 degrees made Jun Jue frown.

He had only been walking for a few hours.

The doctor quickly dispensed the medicine, and the nurse sat down next to Ji Mo with a tray, looked at someone who was frowning, smiled and said: "It's going to be fine, don't worry, anyone with a fever hasn't gone to you yet." So nervous!"

Ji Mo naturally leaned on Jun Jue's shoulder, sleeping very peacefully.

Jun Jue looked at him with a relaxed expression.

When the needle was inserted into the blood vessel, there was a slight tingling pain, Ji Mo frowned unconsciously, and recovered quickly.

He didn't know how long he slept, but he vaguely remembered that someone carried him out of the hospital and back to the apartment.

When I woke up, it was already dark, and the heaviness of my body disappeared a lot. I opened my eyes and saw the familiar ceiling, and turned my head slightly. There was a person sitting quietly at the desk beside me, and I could faintly hear the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper.

I was sweating all over while sleeping before, but now my whole body is very dry. Looking down, the clothes on my body have also changed, and I don't need to think about who changed them.

His body was still a little weak, and he forced himself to sit up. He felt a splitting headache, and he couldn't help but raise his hands to hold on.

There was movement behind him, Jun Jue turned his head, stood up quickly and walked to the bed, "How do you feel? Where is it uncomfortable?"

The fever subsided, and the doctor said other symptoms might last for a day or two.

After a headache, Ji Mo looked up: "I'm hungry."

He half-opened his eyes, as if he hadn't woken up, and the whole person was in a daze.

Jun Jue laughed: "Open your mouth to eat, but you will enjoy it."

After thinking about it, he probably still had something to eat in the morning, and he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Lie down a little longer, and I'll heat up the porridge."

Waiting for someone to leave the room, Ji Mo stayed for a while, got up and went to the desk, there was a test paper standing against the wall, on the desk was just a pen and a manuscript, densely written a large paper with explanations. A question, but because of the wrong method can not solve the answer.

Jun Jue quickly came in with two bowls of hot porridge, put them on the table as if afraid of being hot, and then shook his hands.

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge or mushroom chicken porridge, which one do you want?"

At the end of the season, he turned his head, the thick porridge was delicious, and his stomach growled uncontrollably after a day of hunger.

Silently, he moved the bowl closest to him to him, and the spoon was immediately handed over to him, and he took it and started to eat.

Jun Jue raised the corners of his lips, saw the completed questions on the manuscript paper, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "My wife is the best."

Ji Mo originally wanted to look up and stare at him, but he caught a glimpse of a small bruise at the corner of his mouth and froze for a moment.

He suddenly stared at himself, Jun Jue was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"……Face."

"Face?"

Pointing to the corner of his mouth, Ji Mo said: "Who hit you?"

Jun Jue's expression froze.

How could he forget this!

All of them greeted him as if they had a grudge against him.

He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and glanced away uncomfortably: "My dad beat me."

At the end of the season, he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and tried to calm down and said, "Do they know?"

"I probably know it! I didn't say it clearly." Jun Jue thought for a while, but didn't care too much: "Whatever he is, if he knows it, he will know it. He can't do anything to me."

That would be disappointing too!

At the end of the season, I bowed my head to eat porridge, but I couldn't taste the taste.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Jun Jue stroked the back of his neck and comforted him: "Don't think too much, let's eat."

Ji Mo didn't nod, just watched for a while, then whispered: "Do you want to take medicine?"

"No, such a small injury, it will be fine tomorrow."

He said no, and he didn't insist at the end of the season. After dinner, the two of them did some test papers, and Jun Jue urged him to go to bed.

He slept almost all day today, but he was not sleepy at all, but he climbed into bed obediently.

When Jun Jue came out of the shower, he subconsciously closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, probably because he was really sleepy, Jun Jue didn't bother him anymore, and fell asleep, and the sound of even breathing soon sounded behind him.

After confirming that the person was asleep, Ji Mo turned around gently, facing his sleeping face.

He was lying on his side, exposing the left side of his face that had been beaten. His body temperature had been fluctuating for the past two days. For convenience, he had not turned off the lights. The white fluorescent lamp was printed on his face, making the bruises at the corners of his mouth more visible. Obviously, because he didn't have a good rest, the fundus of his eyes already had a faint blue color.

He stretched out his hand involuntarily, but was afraid of waking him up.

Would you leave here if they forced you?

The raised hand froze in mid-air for a moment, Ji Mo withdrew his hand, rubbed against him without a trace, closed his eyes and fell asleep.