I'm pretending to be ugly, and the big guy is still chasing me.

As far as this picture is concerned, anyone who sees it will misunderstand the relationship between him and Yu Luo.

etc!He was very hot, especially the forehead between his neck, the temperature was extremely high.

He must have a fever.

Even so, he couldn't stand others being so close to him.

"Hey! Yu Luo! If you don't get up again, I'll throw you away!"

Yu Luo still lay motionless on the body in front of him, his hands reflexively clutching the clothes in front of Ming Que's chest.

This is a human instinctive reaction. When you fall down, you will reflexively grab everything around you.

Just when Yu Luo's brain was burning too fast, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist.

"Hiss—" Yu Luo suddenly recovered, covered her waist, and stood upright.

"You pinch me?"

"You can't get up on me."

"Your uncle! Are you human? I'm not feeling well, okay?"

As Yu Luo spoke, he lifted up his clothes and looked at his waist, "It's all purple! See for yourself, how heavy your hands are!"

Ming Que glanced at Yu Luo's waist indifferently. Originally, he just wanted to do a perfunctory glance, but after seeing Yu Luo's waist, his eyes grew back.

so white?

So moist and shiny?

I'm afraid even girls are ashamed of themselves with this skin, right?

Just as Ming Que was staring at him, Yu Luo lifted his clothes and approached him, pointed to the place where his waist was pinched purple, and said, "Isn't it just that I feel uncomfortable on you? You need it." Is it so cruel? I—”

When he said this, Yu Luo's legs went limp and he fell down again.

Ming Que's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he put his arms around Yu Luo's waist, and caught him firmly.

Is this waist too thin?

And this feeling...

Wait a moment!What the hell is he thinking about?

Also, why did he take the initiative to hug him just now?

Just because of the white skin on his waist?

He really likes white and clean things, which will make him feel very comfortable. This is also a habit caused by his severe cleanliness.

"Hoo-hoo--" Yu Luo kept breathing hot air from his mouth, closed his eyes, and had a serious fever.

After Ming Que put Yu Luo on the sofa, his eyes fell on Yu Luo's stomach.

After hesitating for two seconds, he stretched out his hand and pulled Yu Luo's clothes up, exposing his stomach, and saw the bruises on his stomach.

It is estimated that due to the injury, the immune system was weakened, which caused the fever.

In other words, he is really white.

After staring at Yu Luo's stomach for a while, Ming Que moved his gaze upwards and landed on Yu Luo's dark and pockmarked face. He was puzzled, how could his face be so dark with such a white body?

The temperature on Yu Luo's body was getting higher and higher, and her face was getting redder and redder.

Seeing Yu Luo's situation, Ming Que didn't want to continue thinking about it, so he had to get the medicine box first.

Ming Que regretted coming here, and he had to take care of others.

Thinking about it this way, he couldn't just sit and watch Yu Luo get sick like this.

"Hello!" Ming Que poked Yu Luo, "Where's the medicine box?"

Yu Luo squinted his burnt face and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"what?"

He couldn't hear clearly, Ming Que lowered his head and put his ear close to Yu Luo's mouth.

"TV, in the drawer under the TV..." Yu Luo spoke intermittently, and the hot languor from his mouth sprayed on Ming Que's ears.

Ming Que suddenly felt the electric current rippling from his ear to his whole body.

He hurriedly stood up straight, staring at Yu Luo with probing and weird eyes.

Why did he have that inexplicable strange feeling just now?

A few seconds later, Ming Que reorganized his racing thoughts, took out the medicine from the drawer under the TV, and walked back to Yu Luo's side.

"Get up, take your medicine."

"Hmm..." Yu Luo replied weakly.

He simply responded, and didn't intend to get up from the sofa for a long time.

"Get up quickly, I don't have time to accompany you to delay."

He made an appointment with "Luo Hua Liu Shui" yesterday, and agreed to go to the Jiangnan Bureau to hunt down the monarch-level demon lords together today.

"Oh." After Yu Luo replied feebly again, he struggled to sit up on the sofa, looking at the medicines handed to him, one by two, three by three, shaking back and forth, unable to see clearly.

He grabbed it several times in a row, but failed to catch the medicine.In the end, he hugged Ming Que's hand with both hands, just like that, he stuffed the medicine into Ming Que's mouth.

Ming Que stared at his hands and at Yu Luo's mouth with wide-eyed disbelieving eyes.

The resistance from the inside out, the disgust from the outside in, not only that, but also made Ming Que feel paralyzed.

He needs to wash his hands!

Ming Que quickly entered the bathroom, turned on the faucet, squeezed a lot of hand sanitizer, and washed for 10 minutes before the strange numbness gradually disappeared.

After he came out of the bathroom, he found that Yu Luo didn't go back to the room, but fell asleep lying on the sofa.

If he just lay there overnight, he might catch a cold and his condition would get worse.

Although he didn't want to take care of Yu Luo from the bottom of his heart, but there are only the two of them in this family now, if he doesn't care about Yu Luo now, when Yu Luo's illness becomes more serious, he will be the one who will be unlucky.

"What a hassle!"

Ming Que walked up to Yu Luo anxiously, and pushed Yu Luo's body with his knee.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

Yu Luo didn't respond at all.

Ming Que supported his forehead with a headache, then reached out and roughly grabbed the remaining clothes, ready to pull him up just like that.

At this moment, Yu Luo let out a murmur of sleepiness.

"mom, Mom, Mom……"

Hearing this, Ming Que stopped suddenly.

"Mom...Luoluo misses you..." After Yu Luozai said this, a tear of sad and longing slipped from the corner of his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Ming Que thought of his own childhood, the days when he and his mother were driven out of the house by their grandparents, and the two of them depended on each other for life.Although life is very difficult, but mother's love is full.

But the good times didn't last long. Not long after they were kicked out, his mother got seriously ill, and the disease broke out, so she just left him and went away.

"Mom..." Yu Luo kept calling, his ambiguous words full of longing.

Ming Que looked at Yu Luo's sad and distressed face, and thought of Yu Luo also losing his mother since childhood.

Perhaps it was because of empathy, so he didn't continue to hold the remaining clothes rudely, but gently let go.

His eyes fell on Yu Luo's sweaty forehead, and he sighed.

"Forget it, for the sake of our sympathy, I will take care of you for a while. But the interest will increase to 200. If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent."

After finishing speaking, Ming Que went to the bathroom, drenched in hot water with a towel, unscrewed it, and wiped the sweat on Yu Luo's forehead.

After wiping, Ming Que found that something was wrong.

Why is this face still fading?