In the evening, Mo Xiuchen went home with two packs of medicine, which scared Zhang Ma.

"Master, why are there so many medicines? Is it because you are feeling uncomfortable or the eldest grandma is feeling uncomfortable?"

Mo Xiuchen smiled slightly, looked at Wen Ran beside him and said, "It's me that I feel uncomfortable, but Ranran wants to accompany me to take medicine. Zhang Ma, you can boil the medicine later, don't mess it up, this is mine, this is Ranran."

He pointed at the medicine that Zhang Ma was carrying on her left and right hands.

Zhang's mother opened her eyes wide in shock and looked at them in disbelief: "Grandma Big Young Master, are you going to accompany the eldest Young Master to take medicine?"

Accompany to take medicine?

Ma Zhang's brain was a little frozen.

She is uneducated and knows that couples should enjoy happiness and enjoy difficulties. However, even if the eldest young lady feels sorry for the eldest young master, there is no need to get the same amount of Chinese medicine. I have to drink it with her every meal every day?

"Ma Zhang, you heard it right. I also regulate my body. I will accompany Xiuchen to drink medicine. From now on, you will have another job every day."

Wen Ran also smiled, not seemingly afraid of this Chinese medicine.

Ma Zhang was stunned for a moment and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, eldest young master, eldest young grandma, I will go to decoct medicine now and I will bring it to you later."

"Um!"

Mo Xiuchen responded, held Wen Ran's hand and went upstairs.

When Zhang's mother knocked on the door, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran had already taken a shower. He dryed her hair and just put the hair dryer on his face. He heard the knock on the door and smiled, "Ranran, Zhang's speed is so fast."

He walked over and opened the door, and suddenly, a smell of medicine came to his face.

At the door, Zhang Ma held a tray with two bowls of medicine on it. She specially used two bowls of different colors. "Master, this blue blue and white porcelain bowl is your medicine, and the other bowl is from Grandma Grandma. I have prepared a few candied dates. After you and Grandma Grandma drink the medicine, each of them will take one."

Zhang's mother did not ask Mo Xiuchen what disease was, but she was so familiar with the work of decoctioning medicine that she could not be more familiar with.

Many years ago, she decocted medicine for Mo Xiuchen, brought medicine, and prepared candied dates for him every day.

"Okay, Ma Zhang, you go and rest first. I'll take this medicine bowl myself later."

"I'm not sleepy, I'll go upstairs to collect the bowls later."

After Zhang's mother finished speaking, she turned around and left the room.

In the master bedroom with soft and bright lights, the smell of medicine quickly occupied the entire space, and the air in the nose was filled with medicine. Wen Ran frowned unconsciously, got up, and walked to the sofa.

"Ranran!"

Mo Xiuchen looked up, smiled at her, and pulled her to sit beside him.

"Will it be very bitter?"

Wen Ran was so firm that she could not be more firm at first. The medicine was placed in front of her. When she smelled the medicine, she suddenly retreated a little. It seemed that it was not easy to drink a large bowl of medicine.

When she was a child, she actually hated taking medicine the most, especially traditional Chinese medicine.

Mo Xiuchen saw her timidly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became deeper, and her narrow eyes were filled with evil charm: "Ranran, you can't regret it now. If you don't drink it, I will feed you one by one."

His eyes fell on her pink lips. After taking a shower, she was like petals after the rain, fragrant and seductive.

Wen Ran pouted, "Who said I won't drink it anymore? I just asked if this medicine is sweet or bitter."

"Haha, this medicine is of course bitter."

Mo Xiuchen was amused by her cute look and laughed. He picked up his bowl, "Originally you were with me to drink, you should have drunk it first, but now, I'll drink it first."

"No, I'll drink with you."

Wen Ran was not willing to be outdone. No matter how hard she promised, she had to do what she promised.

After saying that, she picked up her bowl of medicine, pinched her nose with one hand, frowned, and said to the man next to her with a smile: "I'll count one, two, three, let's drink together."

“It feels like a little kid.”

Mo Xiuchen looked at her eyes, and was filled with pampering.

"What's wrong with children?"

Wen Ran looked at him and said that she was not very old yet, only twenty-three years old, and many girls of the same age would throw themselves into their mother's arms and act coquettishly.

"Okay, let's drink together, you count."

Mo Xiuchen nodded.

Wen Ran smiled, pinching his nose hand, and did not let go, not letting himself smell it. At least, it would not be so uncomfortable before drinking it.

"One, two, three, drink!"

After counting, she raised her hand and didn't dare to smell it, and she didn't dare to taste it. She drank a bowl of medicine in one go.

With a thud, he threw down the bowl, picked up the candied dates from the butterfly and threw them into his mouth, picked up another one, and fed them into Mo Xiuchen's mouth.

The two large bowls of medicine that were full just now became empty bowls in a blink of an eye.

All the medicine smells entered my stomach.

"Ranran, you are so awesome. I thought you couldn't finish drinking it."

A trace of heartache flashed through Mo Xiuchen's eyes. He could see that Ranran was actually very afraid of taking medicine, and was even more afraid than him, who had been drinking Chinese medicine for several years.

But in order to accompany him, she still drank it.

When he was moved, he suddenly reached out and hugged her, and used both force to lift her body sitting on the sofa and directly to his lap.

"Cleaning the dust!"

Wen Ran let out a low voice, turned his body, put his hands around his neck, and looked at him gently.

"Is it bitter?"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes were full of pampering and heartache. The big hand holding her waist was wide and warm. Wen Ran felt at ease and contentment for no reason when he was with him.

"I didn't taste the taste."

Wen Ran replied with a smile, it was not that he didn't taste it, but that he didn't dare to taste it.

The smile in Mo Xiuchen's eyes deepened, and he kissed her forehead gently with a thin lips, and murmured in a low voice: "It seems like you are Zhu Bajie. After drinking a big bowl of medicine, I don't know the taste."

"Is there Zhu Bajie as beautiful as me?"

Wen Ran didn't move, leaning softly into his arms. She could feel the deep love and care in her heart when he kissed her forehead.

Unlike when kissing her little mouth, with desire, his sexy thin lips stayed on her forehead without moving, and his hands were just hugging her like that, neither tight nor heavy, but conveyed his feelings and expressed his cherishment of her.

"Of course not."

The deep and sexy laughter, deep in his own throat and overflowed.

Wen Ran didn't speak, but just quietly leaned on him.

Indoor, it suddenly stopped.

The smell of medicine in the air dissipated little by little, and a trace of warmth and sweetness spread quietly. Soon, the smell of medicine was replaced...

"Ranran!"

"Um!"

"Ranran!"

"Um!"

"Ranran"

...

"What's wrong?"

Wen Ran raised her head and looked at Mo Xiuchen who had just called her name over and over again but didn't speak.

Mo Xiuchen had a smile on his lips, and his handsome facial features were so handsome that they were fascinating. Wen Ran had a moment of obsession. It was not until his voice fell warmly in his ears that she came to her senses.
Chapter completed!