Bend yourself and the great God HE

This was the first time Qiao Yun took the initiative to kiss Mo Ran.

It's not a lip touch, it's a tongue kiss.

Mo Ran was so frightened that he couldn't catch the move for a while, and his tongue froze in Qiao Yun's mouth for a moment.

Qiao Yun was not happy anymore, and pulled away and muttered: "Why, the master doesn't want the apprentice to teach?"

The implication is that I learned kissing from you, why is this so.

After speaking, Qiao Yun's face turned red.

Mo Ran immediately wanted to slap herself, idiot.

He broke Qiao Yun's face again, bowed his head and kissed deeply.

Later, Mo Ran still didn't let go of that matter, forcing Qiao Yun to swear that he would not protect himself for anything in the future.

Qiao Yun stroked his stubble, wet lips, and asked him in a low voice, "Mo Ran, are you a thing?"

Immediately, Mo Ran bit on it.

Qiao Yun sighed: "Understood, you are nothing."

A week later, Qiao Yun's body had almost recovered, and he wanted to be discharged from the hospital.

"Master, I've been lying in bed for a week, and it's been a long time since I was discharged from the hospital."

The wound healed, the bandage was removed, the concussion was gone, and Qiao Yun was alive and kicking again.

Mo Ran was peeling an apple beside him, and instead of answering immediately, he fed a piece of apple to gag him.

"Listen to the doctor, it will take another two days."

Two more days! ! !

The apples in my mouth are not sweet anymore.

For a week, apart from sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed downstairs by Mo Ran for a walk, I just lay my body on the bed.

Except for the doctor's sick number, only two police officers came to take notes, and my mother and Lu Xiaoman came to visit.

Liu Xing, Ai Yun, and Li Qingxuan called several times. In order not to worry them, Qiao Yun made the excuse that he was traveling abroad.

He is almost isolated from the world, and if he wants to continue to be bored in the hospital, if Mo Ran is not crazy, he will also be crazy.

"Shall we be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, Mo Ran, please." Qiao Yun grinned at him obediently.

Mo Ran has absolutely no resistance to his behavior.

After laughing for less than five seconds, he finally surrendered.

"I'm convinced. I'll discuss it with the doctor. I need a doctor."

"Okay, okay, you go now." Qiao Yun pushed him impatiently, "Just say that my health is better than before, and I will be discharged from the hospital!"

After Mo Ran left, Qiao Yun called Li Qingxuan.

"Hey, Qingxuan, do me a favor—"

Just after finishing speaking, the nurse came in pushing the medical cart, "Little handsome guy, I need another injection."

Qiao Yun immediately threw away the phone, grabbed the corner of the quilt with both hands, shrank with one buttock, and shrank into the quilt.

"I'm already cured, I don't want an injection!!!"

"Pfft—" the nurse laughed, "Little handsome guy, your big handsome guy is not here, are you going to rebel again?"

Qiao Yun didn't answer the words, and covered half of his face with the quilt, only his eyes were exposed, and he looked at the needle in the nurse's hand, "Nurse sister has a discussion, please let me go, I will introduce you to a boyfriend."

The nurse was funny, and a bend of water came out from the needle in her hand, "You say your handsome guy?"

Qiao Yun pulled the quilt: "It's a good idea, don't try to think of my master."

The nurse raised her eyebrows with a smile, "Then tell me."

Qiao Yun greeted her: "I have a friend who is engaged in art, he is handsome and stylish, please let me go, I will call him over immediately."

He wanted to sell Li Qingxuan.

The nurse laughed: "Then you don't need to bother your friend, the doctor said, the injection is inevitable."

As she spoke, she pulled Qiao Yun's quilt.

Qiao Yun turned over and rolled off the bed, with a pitiful look that you don't touch me.

The nurse was helpless and funny.

These days, this kind of drama has been staged countless times, and the love between him and Mo Ran also showed the blood on the nurse's face.

Every time I get an injection, I have to make a fuss, either under the quilt or under the bed, or hide in the bathroom and never come out, and I have to coax and coax each time before I finish.

This time Moran is not here, the nurse really can't help it.

"If you don't obediently get an injection, I'm going to call the handsome guy."

"Don't threaten me with him, I won't hit him when he comes." Qiao Yun hid behind the curtain and yelled at the nurse.

"Really, really don't want to fight?" Mo Ran walked in slowly with his hands in his trouser pockets, and he heard Qiao Yun's ghostly screams from far away in the corridor.

Qiao Yun immediately rushed to hide behind Mo Ran, holding his arms tightly, "Mo Ran, I really don't need an injection."

Mo Ran nodded slightly to the nurse, indicating that he would handle it.

"It's okay not to fight, but don't leave the hospital tomorrow."

"You mean, the doctor agreed to leave the hospital tomorrow?" Qiao Yun happily turned Mo Ran to face him, and reconfirmed, "I'll be discharged after I got the injection?"

Mo Ran twitched the corners of his mouth, and his slightly raised eyes were mixed with threats, "It can be said that you can do it yourself."

"You don't have to figure it out." Qiao Yun said, "I'll give this injection."

Mo Ran nodded: "Good boy, let's go."

Qiao Yun raised his hands, "Then you and I will carry me over."

Ok?

Mo Ran looked at him, signaling that there was someone beside him.

Qiao Yun raised his hand like a zombie, and shook it slightly, "Carry me on your back, your legs are weak."

Heh, Mo Ran was funny, his eyes froze, his chin lifted, and he pulled out his hand from his pocket, grabbing Qiao Yun's waist directly.

I picked it up.