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"How long has it been since you went to bed early?" Bai Cheng asked back, "If you have a headache, take a good rest. If it still hurts tomorrow, I will take you to the hospital."

"I do not"

"Shut up!" Bai Cheng didn't give him a chance to speak at all, seeing that he was unwell and nervous, "It's always right to rest early, borrow your kitchen, wait for me to finish the questions, and make breakfast tomorrow morning. "

Mo Li was wronged, but his head was really hurting. He was afraid that Bai Cheng would let him take medicine if he showed it, so he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

When Bai Cheng finished his questions, he came back and Mo Li was already asleep with the quilt in his arms. He hugged the quilt tightly in his sleep, like a pitiful little boy.

"Why is the body so weak?" Bai Cheng touched his forehead with some distress, and whispered softly.

Seeing that Mo Li's clothes hadn't been taken off, he slapped his forehead and hurried to find Mo Li's pajamas and wanted to put them on for him.

Carefully taking off Mo Li's shirt, when his eyes fell on the man's fair chest, Bai Cheng blinked and couldn't help but gently touched it.

The skin is so good, he sighed.

Then Murray opened his eyes.

Chapter 72 You are shameless!

Murray felt like he had a short dream.

Although he didn't remember what he dreamed about in the dream, he was in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He opened his eyes in confusion and saw Bai Cheng lying in front of him undressing him, and subconsciously regarded the present as a previous life.

He stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Bai Cheng's waist, hugged him in his arms, then fell onto the bed, and pulled the quilt over the two of them with his backhand.

Sniffing the soft scent of Bai Cheng's body, he closed his eyes and rubbed against Bai Cheng's back, and said in a soft voice like a spoiled child:

"Acheng, I have a headache, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

Bai Cheng struggled to no avail. When he was brought into the quilt, his whole body froze into a prophecy fortune-telling. He listened to Mo Li coquettishly with erratic eyes.

"Well, don't let me go quickly! If you have a headache, hurry up and take a good rest, don't make a fool of yourself."

"Where's the nonsense, don't you kiss and coax me?" Mo Li seemed to laugh, but it seemed that he didn't, his voice was pitiful and coquettish, sniffing Baicheng's neck like a puppy.

Satisfied to see Bai Cheng's itching trembling, after a long period of abstinence, he couldn't help but speak in a yellow accent: "If you let me care about you, I can fall asleep too." Yu. cigarette. read. good.

Hearing this, Bai Cheng, who was like a blank piece of paper, was stunned. Seeing that Mo Li's hand was already down the seam of his trousers, the chrysanthemum tightened, and he was about to crawl out of the quilt, and at the same time complained loudly: " Murray, you are shameless!"

Mo Li rubbed his face and kissed Bai Cheng to block his accusation. The tip of his tongue gently hooked Bai Cheng's soft tongue, and at the same time freed one hand to get the lubrication on the bedside table.

The result was empty.

In the next second, countless memories that he didn't want to recall flooded his mind. Mo Li raised his head and looked at Bai Cheng, whose face was red with red ears and wet eyes, and his consciousness gradually regained clarity.

At the same time, Bai Cheng was finally able to speak, and roared, "Don't touch it!!"

Then the waist exerted force, and he sat up and clicked on Mo Li's shoulder.

Mo Li coughed in pain, and hurriedly pulled back his hand that had been tucked into other people's pants, wanting to cry without tears.

Ah - forgot.

Now in Acheng, he can only watch but not eat.

Mo Li didn't know whether he should cry or laugh now. Seeing that Bai Cheng was angrily waiting for his explanation, he quickly restrained his emotions and showed an innocent expression:

"Ah, what happened, my head hurts so much, I don't remember anything."

Looking down at his naked upper body again, he raised his voice in surprise and said, "What... why are you taking off my clothes?"

"I didn't do anything!" Bai Cheng suddenly remembered that he had stalked Mo Li, his scalp was numb with embarrassment, and he had to rush to show Mo Li his pajamas, "I just want to change your pajamas, it's you. If you get sick, take me... take me or something."

When he was talking, Bai Cheng realized that he was still kneeling in Mo Li's arms. He subconsciously pushed him away, jumped out of bed, and rubbed his face nervously.

After thinking about it, how could Mo Li not remember what happened just now?

Looking at Mo Li's innocent expression, he narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, "Don't remember what happened just now? Are you pretending again? Do you want to be the next Oscar winner?"

"I didn't pretend—" Knowing what Bai Cheng couldn't bear the most about himself, Mo Li moved forward, holding Bai Cheng's hand against his face, his eyes lifted innocently, and his eyes were still not dry when he just woke up. "I really hurt... I can't remember what happened to you."

Little did he know that from this angle he could just see Bai Chenghong's transparent ears.

. . . so delicious.

On the other hand, Bai Cheng was so cute with Shang Mo Li's coquettish appearance. Why is a big man so cute!

Oh shit.

He pressed his chest to calm himself, ignored Mo Li's words, and went out with a pretense of calmness.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden warmth behind him, and before he could turn around, Mo Li leaned over and hugged him tightly against his back with his warm chest.

The hand wrapped around Bai Cheng's waist and touched his chest, the slender middle finger slid all the way down, and finally made a circle around his navel.

"Let go!" Bai Cheng shuddered and almost cried out of excitement.

He felt a strange feeling on his body, and even if he hadn't gritted his teeth, he would have almost cried out the moment Mo Li's finger touched him.

Thinking about that scene is embarrassing, and the next second, a low voice with a smile came from the side of the ear:

"Don't be mad at me, okay? You touched me and saw how I didn't wear clothes. I'm responsible for you."

Mo Li spoke with a righteous attitude.

And Bai Cheng was dumbfounded.

What absurdity is this?

"I don't want you to be responsible!" Pushing Mo Li's face away, Bai Cheng ran to the kitchen as if running away, dipping his face into the cold water and wishing he would never come out again.