Ma'am, give me a baby

Liu Shaochen only woke up in the evening. When he opened his eyes, Mo Ziqing's handsome face appeared in front of his eyes. Liu Shaochen was stunned for a while before he remembered what happened at noon.

"Ziqing..." Withdrawing his hand from under the quilt, Liu Shaochen wanted to grab Mo Ziqing's sleeve.

Mo Ziqing quickly held his hand in his palm, and asked anxiously, "What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?"

Liu Shaochen shook his head, looked straight at him, and when he saw a bruise on the corner of his mouth, his long eyebrows couldn't help but frown, "Does it hurt?"

It was beaten by Jiang Yunfu. Mo Ziqing was so angry at the time, he only knew how to fight, but didn't know how to dodge, so Jiang Yunfu succeeded.

Mo Ziqing knew that he saw the wound on the corner of his mouth, so he just shook his head indifferently, "It doesn't hurt."

When Le An outside heard someone talking inside, he knew that the master had woken up, and hurried to the kitchen to bring the decocted medicine.

There was nothing wrong with Liu Shaochen, but his complexion was not very good. After chatting with Mo Ziqing for a while, he gradually turned rosy.

During this time, they only chatted about some gossip, and they never mentioned what happened at noon.

"Drink the medicine." Taking the medicine bowl in Le'an's hand, Mo Ziqing helped Liu Shaochen who was lying on the bed with one hand, and after he sat down, he picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of brown medicine juice, and placed it on the bed. He blew lightly on his lips, and fed it to Liu Shaochen's mouth when it was no longer hot.

Liu Shaochen also drank it one mouthful at a time, but before he finished the soup, his handsome face crumpled into a ball, "It's so bitter..."

He hadn't drank medicine for a long time, and after taking a few sips suddenly, Liu Shaochen was really suffering. Seeing that there was still half a bowl in the small bowl, he didn't drink anything, "That's enough, I've already drank half of the bowl."

Mo Ziqing saw that he really didn't want to drink it, but he was afraid that drinking a little would not work. After coaxing him for a long time, it was useless, so he had to swallow the medicine juice, and caught Liu Shaochen who retreated to the corner of the bed when he saw this, with his lips on his lips. crossed over.

"Hmm!" Liu Shaochen grabbed his shoulder and was forced to swallow the bitter medicine in his mouth. He didn't cough twice until the two separated, and said aggrievedly: "It's bitter... "

Mo Ziqing put down the empty bowl, picked up a piece of candy from the small plate, and fed it to Liu Shaochen, "Eat the candy."

The lingering sweetness in his mouth made Liu Shaochen's wrinkled face gradually loosen. He raised his eyes and looked at Mo Ziqing who was opposite him. Seeing him smiling at him, he turned his eyes away a little embarrassedly. Like a child who loves to drink medicine, it's really embarrassing...

Suddenly remembering that Mo Ziqing had just fed him with medicine in his mouth, Liu Shaochen looked at him again. After a while, he slowly leaned over, knelt on the bed with his legs, put his hands on his shoulders, and wiped his lips. go up.

Mo Ziqing put his arms around his waist, and was about to enjoy the initiative from his wife, but at the next moment, there was an extra piece of candy in his mouth, and Liu Shaochen immediately separated from him, and looked at him with a smile, "Is it sweet? "

"Sweet~" Mo Ziqing pressed him down on the bed, covered the two of them with a quilt, and then hugged him up.

Le An hurriedly took down the medicine bowl, and silently exited the room.

"The day after tomorrow is the emperor's birthday banquet. You wait for me obediently at home." Mo Ziqing put his arms around Liu Shaochen, and gently stroked his big hand on his vest.

"...Your words seem to be for children..." Although Liu Shaochen showed displeasure on his face, his heart was as sweet as honey.

Mo Ziqing raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Who didn't want to drink the medicine just now? You really are a child like that."

Liu Shaochen blushed, curled his lips, and stopped talking.

"You will recover after drinking the medicine. If not, the doctor will prescribe medicine for you." Mo Ziqing was in a good mood to scare him. The medicine was really bitter, like Coptis chinensis, and he drank it into his mouth I really dare not swallow it.

"Don't scare me." Liu Shaochen gently twisted his waist as punishment.

Hearing what he said, Mo Ziqing felt a tickling feeling in his waist again, and Mo Ziqing smiled muffledly, and hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

What happened at noon today seems to have never happened, but what the two of them are thinking in their hearts, the other party doesn't know...