The fake daughter is a little lucky star (MTL)

Chapter 60

Chapter 60

    Does her brother feed her medicine? How to feed?

    Zhuang Shiyan was wearing a pure white lingerie, blushing in Mo Cang's arms with her eyes closed and pretending to be dead, when she heard Mo Cang said she wanted to feed her, she immediately thought of a variety of feeding methods. Bowl feeding, spoon feeding, and, also...

    Thinking of the third way of feeding medicine, Zhuang Shiyan's face became more and more feverish. She felt that if it continued to burn like this, her brain would probably be burned out. .

    Looking down at the little girl in his arms, her face was flushed, her lips were tightly pursed, her eyelashes were trembling, and she couldn't open her eyes. The little girl's blushing lips swiped gently, and she said again in a low voice, "How are you, brother?"

    After asking several times, Zhuang Shiyan couldn't keep pretending to be dead, mainly because of the medicine. Yes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he stammered: "Brother, why, how are you?"

    Mo Cang laughed softly, as if deliberately, his tone was dull and a little bit dull. The indescribable temptation: "How would Yaner want to feed her brother? Huh?"

    It's that annoying "um" again! Zhuang Shiyan's ears were soft and a little sullen. It's not what he said to be fed, so why ask her how to feed it!

    "Don't eat it!" Zhuang Shiyan pouted slightly, tilted her head to the side, continued to play dead, and let her burn into a fool.

    Seeing the cute and charming appearance of the little girl who turned into anger, Mo Cang felt happy, his chest vibrated and he laughed out loud.

    The two maids guarding the outside were all shocked. This, this, this, and Miss Zhuang were all burned like that, but the general laughed like this. Isn't it bad?

    Standing on the roof, Mo Shiyi was fully alert when he heard his master's laughter, which could be said to be in a good mood, and he almost fell down from the room when he was unsteady under his feet. Is this still the master of his family who crippled his hands and feet on Mount Mingtuo before?

    Since the little girl was burning so badly, Mo Cang stopped teasing him. He helped the little girl who was coquettish and coquettish with him on his arm to sit up, and took the medicine bowl and handed it to her mouth: " Obedient, drink the medicine first!"

    Zhuang Shiyan looked at the bowl beside her mouth, she couldn't tell why she was a little disappointed, she lowered her eyes and drank the unbearably bitter medicine with Mo Cang's hand. His face wrinkled into a bun.

    Mo Cang smiled lowly, put the medicine bowl away, and fed a candied fruit into Zhuang Shiyan's mouth, Zhuang Shiyan languidly nestled in Mo Cang's arms and chewed the candied fruit, and after chewing, she said delicately and glutinously: " Brother, I want to!"

    Mo Cang fed another one, and when Zhuang Shiyan finished eating, Mo Cang stopped feeding: "Be obedient, it's too sweet, it's not good to eat too much."

    Zhuang Shiyan pouted and hummed. A sound, not happy.

    Mo Cang smiled but didn't say a word, just didn't feed. He lowered his eyes and watched the little girl twisting her face with him to make trouble. After watching for a while, his throat rolled, and he lowered his head and quickly kissed the corner of the little girl's mouth.

    ...

    This kiss that was on the touch of a hand made Zhuang Shiyan stunned, and she stared at Mo Cang with wide eyes, full of shock and confusion.