Picking The Stars (MTL)

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She spoke so sincerely, but her consciousness was almost blurred by the pain.

Pei Ji reached out and touched her forehead. The tentacles were wet and cold, all in cold sweat. Song Ye raised his eyes to look at her, Pei Ji's hand stayed on Song Ye's forehead for a while before he lowered his eyes, looked at her, and said, "It's useless."

It's useless to kiss, Song Er still feels very painful, and there is no relief at all.

"Yes." Song Wei looked at Pei Ji's eyes and said categorically.

Pei Ji paused with his hand on Song Er's forehead, moved it slightly downward, and covered her eyes. The corners of Song Er's lips were pursed and slightly raised, as if he was smiling.

She blinked gently, her long eyelashes swept gently on Pei Ji's palms, itching, so that Pei Ji's palms of her eyes were slightly arched to avoid the harassment of her eyelashes.

If it weren't for the strength, Song Er really wanted to hold the professor's hand and put it on her chest, so that she could feel her heartbeat.

"It's really effective. It doesn't hurt at all if there is a professor's kiss." Song Er's eyes were covered, and she couldn't see it again. She lifted her head slightly, trying to get close to Pei Ji's palm, but pulled her wound. A sharp pain spread from the pain nerve of the incision, and the pain forced tears from the corners of her eyes.

Pei Ji felt the wetness of his fingertips, moved his hand away, and saw that Song Er's eyes were moist, and the tears under his eyes would not fall, and he looked a little aggrieved.

"Don't move." Pei Ji warned her.

"Yeah." There was a nasal sound in Song Er's voice, and his eyes were full of nostalgia when he looked at Pei Ji, very obedient.

The analgesic medicine injected into her body more than half an hour ago worked, and the pain of the wound eased a little. Song Er felt sleepy again.

She closed her eyes, and after a while, she fell asleep.

Pei Ji took out the laptop from his bag, put it on his lap, and sat on the bedside to work.

She is still very focused when she works, but it's like rewriting the procedures in her body about work. She is no longer alone. She will look up every five minutes and look at Song Wei to make sure she is still asleep. .

After more than two hours, Song Er slept more and more restlessly. She did not wake up, and seemed to be in a state of waking up with half a dream. Her teeth bit her lower lip and her lips were bitten with blood.

Pei Ji put down the laptop and gently shook Song Er's chin. Song Er let go, leaving a shallow tooth mark on his lower lip.

She was in a lot of pain. After letting go, she slept more restlessly. She wanted to turn, but she touched the wound again, and there was a burst of cold sweat on her forehead.

Pei Ji was anxious and wanted to do something, and wanted to help Song Wei share the pain.

She saw Song Er’s hand on the quilt. She said in her heart that it was useless and had no scientific basis. On the other hand, she took Song Er’s hand and gently touched it as if the body was out of the control of reason. A kiss was stamped on the knuckle of her left hand.

This kiss was even longer than the previous one, and it was more sincere. Pei Ji even felt that he was split into two parts. One said it was useless, which was unscientific. The other was like a long-distance learner kneeling on the Buddha. He was generally pious in front of him, praying sincerely, and don't let Song Er hurt anymore.