The Prodigal Son Reborn

"Late summer? Late summer?"

In the mist, Xia Mo heard someone calling him, the voice was far and near, loud and small, but it was as cold and heart-stringing as in the memory.

"Randall?"

He got out of the quilt in a daze, his vision was too blurred, as if separated by a layer of veil, he couldn't see the facial features of the person in front of him clearly, he could only see the short pale golden hair that was as bright as the sun, and smell the smell of that person's body. Charming and cool fragrance.He staggered over, his voice hoarse, like a traveler in the desert who was about to die of thirst, "You, why are you here?"

The man seemed to be laughing, his voice was low and sweet, "Don't call me Your Highness?"

Mo Xia looked at Randall blankly and foolishly.His brain was almost burnt out, he completely forgot that he had lived a new life, forgot why he was so uncomfortable, and forgot that Randall and him were just classmates and teammates at this time, so he threw himself on Randall and tried his best. I hugged him with all my strength and wept loudly with heartbreak.

"I, I'm sorry for you, I'm the one who hurt you..." Mo Xia hiccupped and spoke intermittently, "I regret it, I know I was wrong, please don't die, please don't die... "

"How could I die?" Randall didn't take his words to heart, he slowly opened the plaster box in the posture of Xia Mo holding him, and then patted Xia Mo's back, softly comforting: "I will replace you Take the medicine, and lie down for a while."

"You won't leave?!" Mo Xia grabbed Randall's clothes tightly.

Randall affirmed: "No."

Xia Mo slowly lay on the bed, his left hand was always holding on to Randall's clothes during the whole process, for fear that he would disappear suddenly.

Randall lifted the hem of his clothes for Mo Xia.

Xia Mo's face was already abnormally red, and after crying just now, her eyes, nose, and mouth were all red, making her extremely lovable.Seeing Randall's movements, he didn't know what to think, and slowly pulled up a corner of the quilt to cover his eyes.

Randall's movements were very gentle. After exposing Mo Xia's belly, he dug out the crystal plaster, put it on the powdery skin, slowly pushed it away, and then drew circles evenly.

As soon as the cool plaster was applied, Xia Mo immediately felt much more comfortable. He pulled back the corner of the quilt, exposed half of his eyes, stared at the hand drawing circles on his stomach, and asked stupidly: "What is this?"

"Soothing agent, can relieve the symptoms of menstrual period."

Randall's voice was still cold, but Xia Mo could hear tenderness from it.

It feels very comfortable to draw circles on the stomach with big hands, Xia Mo lifted the clothes up a little.

Randall paused and looked up at him.

Xia Mo licked his dry lips, his voice was as low as a mosquito, "I want to go up there too."

Randall has never seen such a seductive picture. Xia Mo is already exquisitely born, and coupled with the appearance that you can pick, how can it not be tempting?Fortunately, he had been given an inhibitor before he came in, otherwise it was hard to say whether he could survive by willpower.