Wen Ran found it very strange.

In recent days, she has always had such dreams. Could it be that it was the sequelae of her lingering with Mo Xiuchen overnight after being drugged that night?

Thinking of the scene she dreamed of every night, a blush appeared on her fair cheeks involuntarily. She raised her hand and touched her hot face, frowned, shook her head, not letting herself think about it.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Mo Xiuchen came in with a bag, which was the blueberries he bought for her just now.

"Ranran, is it hot? Why is your face blushing?"

Mo Xiuchen walked to the bed, put the bag in his hand on the small table at the bed, and reached out to touch her forehead.

When the back of his hand touched her skin, Wen Ran's heart twitched slightly. The scene in his dream last night came to his mind again, and her already hot little face suddenly became hot again.

"Well, it's a little hot, maybe because I'm covering it with a quilt."

Wen Ran avoided his concerned eyes with a flash, turned his eyes to the blueberries he placed on the small table, and changed the topic and said, "Xiuchen, I want to eat blueberries."

Mo Xiuchen put his hand on her forehead for a moment, but he didn't feel that her forehead was hot. His hand touched her blushing face again, which was much hotter than her forehead.

He thought for a while, took his big hand away from her face, opened the drawer, took out the thermometer and handed it to her, and said with a smile: "Ranran, you measure the temperature first, I will wash the blueberry for you."

Wen Ran looked at the thermometer he handed over, and she wanted to say that she was really okay, and it wasn't the fever he thought he had. But she didn't know how to explain.

"The temperature in this ward has not changed. You didn't call it hot a few days ago. Why did you say it was hot today? Ranran, just measure the temperature so that I can rest assured."

Seeing her frowning, Mo Xiuchen softened her tone again, coaxing her like a child.

"Okay, I'll just measure it."

Wen Ran pursed his lips and nodded obediently.

Mo Xiuchen smiled gently, touched her head with a big palm, and took the bag inside to clean the blueberries for her.

A few minutes later, Wen Ran happily ate blueberries. Mo Xiuchen looked at the thermometer she had just measured for a few minutes, and it was only thirty-six degrees and six, which was within the normal range.

Seeing that the blush on her face had faded and her whiteness and tenderness had returned to her jade-like whiteness. His beautiful eyebrows frowned without a trace, but he felt relieved. Fortunately, he was not a fever.

According to what Gu Yan said that day, if Ranran's condition worsens, he will have symptoms such as fever, vomiting, fatigue, and other symptoms. He has been taking care of her carefully these days.

However, she didn't seem to have changed much, and she was still the same.

After tonight, it will be ten days. He hopes that what he has done in these ten days will be effective. If it really works, then Ranran will be fine.

“Don’t you have a fever?”

Wen Ran saw him staring at the thermometer, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Mo Xiuchen curled his lips, his eyes warmed as the sunlight outside the window, "Well, don't have a fever, are these blueberries delicious?"

Wen Ran's blueberries were about to be fed into his mouth, but when he heard him say that, he giggled and reached his hand to his mouth, his voice soft and soft. In Qinghong's water eyes, there was a gentle love that only when he looked at him: "You will know if you taste it yourself, it tastes very good."

Mo Xiuchen ate the blueberries she fed to her mouth. The taste was really good. The pampering in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He took the box directly and said softly: "Ranran, I'll feed you."

"No need to feed this!"

Wen Ran looked at the box in his hand and smiled a little embarrassedly. She wasn't so sick. These days, he even had to feed her food, and said that this was his right and she could not refuse.

Not only did the nurses envy them, but even the guests who looked at them so lovingly during meals also cast envy eyes. Walking on the streets, it was also eye-catching. Who made them handsome men and beautiful women, elegant and noble temperament, and they were also very eye-catching in foreign countries.

"I like feeding you."

Mo Xiuchen had a strong smile on his lips, and his deep eyes were full of pampering.

Looking at the big hand that had reached to his lips, Wen Ran's heart was filled with sweetness. She smiled and opened her mouth in his gentle voice.

"Xiuchen, you can eat it too."

Seeing that he was just feeding him one by one, but he didn't eat it, Wen Ran couldn't help but speak.

"You eat it."

Mo Xiuchen just looked at her gently, as if afraid that she would disappear in the next second. Seeing that she liked eating blueberries so much, he really couldn't bear to snatch it with her, although he didn't have the money to buy it again.

But this is not a question of whether she has money or not, it is an instinct. He will give in to her what she likes, whether it is fruit or food she likes during meals.

"Xiuchen, I have had the same dream these days."

In the ward, the atmosphere was indescribably warm and romantic. The two people leaning on the bed and sitting on the edge of the bed, one was responsible for feeding and the other was responsible for eating. Occasionally, they said a few words, and they were all soft and soft. Even if this was the hospital, they still looked like a picture.

Mo Xiuchen raised his handsome eyebrows lightly, freed up his other hand, gently brushed a wisp of hair on her forehead, revealing her smooth and white forehead, and asked softly: "What dream?"

Wen Ran's eyes flashed, and under his gentle eyes, she blushed with embarrassment.

Such a dream was afraid of being laughed at by him when she spoke it. But she didn't know why, but wanted to tell him again. She lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes covered her shyness that flashed by. When she looked up again, a thin layer of pink appeared on her fair cheeks.

"Ranran!"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes darkened slightly, and the big hand that reached her lips paused.

Her eyes swept over his slender and fair big hands, but the scene of his hands stroking his skin in his dreams appeared in her mind, and she felt a heat all over.

"Ranran, what dream?"

Mo Xiuchen saw her cheeks flushed, her eyes were like water, her thoughts moved slightly, and her voice mixed with a hint of silence.

He also remembered what he had done to her these nights. She slept very deeply because she took the medicine. He loved her so much and was so gentle that he cherished and loved her from beginning to end, for fear of hurting her, and did not dare to leave any trace on her.

Her skin was originally tender and smooth, white and creamy, and with a little force, it would leave a kiss mark. In the past, he often left an ambiguous and seductive trace on her, but now, except for the first night, he did not dare to be careless in the latter nights that she didn't know.

I was afraid that she would find out.

But now, seeing her extremely charming look, his heart suddenly trembled. Could it be that she thought she was dreaming these few nights?
Chapter completed!