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Wei Zhiqian took a step towards Tan Mo, and the distance between the two was more than a fist.

Wei Zhiqian was already tall and got so close, Tan Mo could only lean his neck up with difficulty, the back of his neck was sore.

Wei Zhiqian also saw clearly the rosy blush on Tan Mo's face.

Her gaze was also slightly distracted.

The focus is still on Wei Zhiqian's face, but Wei Zhiqian's face is a little blurry, as if a soft light filter has been added to soften the lines of his face, not so sharp and clear.

Wei Zhiqian frowned slightly, seeing that Tan Mo's little face turned redder and redder.

He raised his hand, and lightly touched Tan Mo's forehead with the back of his finger.

The strange thing is that when it was first put on, it was not hot yet.

But after a few seconds, it started to heat up.

Wei Zhiqian felt strange, so he stayed for a few more seconds.

As a result, the temperature under the back of the finger is getting higher and higher, and there is a tendency to continue to rise.

"What's going on?" Wei Zhiqian asked nervously, "Have a fever?"

He held Tan Mo's arm and walked in, "I remember there is an electronic thermometer at home."

Wei Zhiqian walked in a hurry, but after a few steps, Tan Mo said, "I don't have a fever."

"Uncle, don't forget, I have healing powers. I won't get sick unless my powers are exhausted." From childhood to adulthood, except for the time when Wei Zhiqian was healed during the college entrance examination, she never gave birth. any disease.

Wei Zhiqian forgot about this.

Just trying to talk about Mo's face was very hot, so he became nervous.

Now that I think about it, it really is.

Wei Zhiqian finally stopped, and raised his hand to test the temperature of Tan Mo's forehead.

When I first tried it, the temperature on Tan Mo's forehead seemed to drop a little bit compared to before.

But in a few seconds,

The temperature on her forehead rose again.

"Why is it hot and cold?" Wei Zhiqian felt strange.

It's not sick, why is it so strange?

Looking at Tan Mo Rose's red cheek again, Wei Zhiqian's fingertips touched it again.

The delicate skin carries the temperature of ironing.

Just as Wei Zhiqian wanted to ask a question, his chest sank, and Tan Mo's forehead hit his chest directly, and he was as lazy as if he had no bones.

The body was leaning forward, and when viewed from the side, it leaned against Wei Zhiqian's body obliquely, relying on his forehead to stick to his chest to support her weight.

"What's the matter?" Wei Zhiqian was surprised, and gently wrapped his arms around Tan Mo's shoulders, but didn't make her stand up straight, just let her forehead rest against his chest.

"Hmm... I don't have the strength to stand up by myself." Tan Mo pressed his forehead against his chest, rolling left and right to rub.

Wei Zhiqian chuckled, this little girl is so cute even when she looks lazy.

Just as he was about to help Tan Mo to sit down, he caught a glimpse of a bottle on the coffee table.

Next to it is Tan Mo's notebook.

Tan Mo sometimes puts his notebook on the coffee table, sits on the carpet by himself, and writes on the sofa behind him.

The carpet is soft and thick and downy.

Very comfortable to sit on.

From time to time, Tan Mo would bend his legs and rub the soles of his feet on the soft carpet.

Because it is a long-haired carpet, when you step on it, it almost covers the back of your feet.

Coupled with the fact that the carpet is white, it is more like stepping on a cloud.

At this time, Tan Mo was not wearing slippers, and stepped on the white carpet with bare feet.

The carpet was milky white, not as white as her feet.

Tan Mo's feet are white with a little pink, which looks very clear.

Wei Zhiqian clearly remembered that although Tan Mo's feet were translucent white, they were not pink.

I don't know if it's because of the alcohol.

Not only is her face rosy, but even the insteps of her feet are the color of rose juice.

It's really tight.

"Have you been drinking?" Wei Zhiqian simply held Tan Mo's waist with both hands, and with a little more strength, he pulled her into his arms.

The two hands simply moved to the back of her waist, and the long fingers with well-defined joints intertwined together, like a lock, locking Tan Mo in his arms.

It was fine when I just drank it.

Now, after a while, the spirit of alcohol began to come up.

Tan Mo's eyes became even more distracted.

She let out a "huh", and nestled in Wei Zhiqian's arms, rubbing her cheek against his chest several times with affection and trust.

In the end, the whole laziness was attached to Wei Zhiqian's body.

"Just a few sips." Tan Mo smashed his mouth, the rosy red on his little face deepened, "It's quite delicious, sweet and sour, and doesn't have any alcohol taste."

Wei Zhiqian helped Tan Mo to sit on the sofa.

He also sat next to Tan Mo, leaning over to pick up the can of cocktails on the table.

Wei Zhiqian had no choice but to just drink a few sips?

Most of the can is gone, only a little dangling in the bottom of the can.

However, it is also possible to get drunk if Tan Mo drinks this.

This little girl's drinking capacity is really small, which makes people worry.

If she went out by herself, even if she just took a sip of it deliberately, she would be completely drunk.

How can this be reassuring?

In this case, how easy is it to be an accident?

Now the little girl is not very sober, after Tan Mo is sober, he has to talk to her.

Tan Mo took Wei Zhiqian's arm, and rubbed his small face against his arm a few times, "Today, Butler Zhu went to school to deliver mooncakes to me. It was sent by my great-grandfather and great-grandmother. I'm worried that my roommates will not be happy because of the short vacation time." , so they can’t go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so let them eat some mooncakes at school.”

Wei Zhiqian chuckled, "The second elder thinks very carefully."

This has to be how much he likes to talk about Mo, so that even Tan Mo's roommate can take it into consideration.

"Yeah." Tan Mo nodded obediently, and there was a little sparkle in his misty eyes, "So I called Grandma right away."

Tan Mo tilted his head, resting his chin on Wei Zhiqian's shoulder, remembering what the old lady said, "Grandma still asked me to tell you something."

"What?" Wei Zhiqian turned his head, facing Tan Mo's small face right in front of him.

The white, flushed little face also exudes a sour and sweet aroma.

The sour-sweet aroma seemed to come from the cocktail that Tan Mo had just drank most of, it seemed to come from her breath, and it seemed to come from the sweet fragrance that came with her body.

The faces of the two are so close now that Wei Zhiqian can clearly see the long, curled and dense eyelashes on Tan Mo's eyes.

Wei Zhiqian couldn't help counting one by one.

But it didn't take long before he gave up.

Tan Mo's eyelashes are too thick to count.

The tip of Wei Zhiqian's nose pointed at Tan Mo's high bridge of nose, and their breaths intertwined.

It is the different breaths of the two, entangled with each other, getting hotter and hotter.

Wei Zhiqian swallowed, his throat sliding.

His gaze first fell on her rosy cheeks, then on the tip of her nose, and finally on Tan Mo's slightly parted lips.

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