It turns out that you are undefeated in the East

On the first day of today's grand event, many shops were not closed yet, Mo Wuming ran quickly in the night wind, and arrived at the nearest medical clinic not long after.

Find the medicine boy in the medical center, and quickly said: "Buy Jiechoontil powder and love medicine."

"what?"

Seeing that the drug boy was still in a daze in a calm manner, he repeated it word by word, and finally said: "As soon as possible."

"Oh, there are pills for Jiechoongusan, but no love medicine." The drug boy took out the pills, with a puzzled face, and suggested kindly, "Wuli Foreign Square is not far from here, so it's not all medicine."

Hey!

Mo Wuming grabbed the pill, took half a tael of silver, turned around and ran out without saying a word.

The medicine boy curled his lips: Look at the monkey in a hurry.

Luoyang City University has a lot of medical clinics, and even went to two of them, but there is no anti-love potion, the drug boy looks at him like a monkey.

Mo Wuming ignored these, and knocked on the fourth one, and an old doctor came out.

The old doctor looked him up and down for a moment, saw that his forehead was shining brightly and didn't ask any further questions, he yawned and said, "I can grab you a pack of medicine for evacuation."

"Okay, thank you, old doctor." Mo Wuming smiled, and hurriedly followed to the medical hall.

After going out, he took a look at the medicine bag, thought that this place was not far from the No. [-] Medical Store, and started running again.

The yawning drug boy in the medical center looked at Mo Wuming in surprise, then silently took out a box from the bottom of the medicine storage cabinet, and handed it over.

Mo Wuming opened the box, and there were two pills inside. It was so convenient to take, his eyes lit up, and his heart relaxed a little.

"Take a few more copies, please." He can prepare for emergencies.

The drug boy stared at him strangely, then slowly shook his head: "No more, only these two."

Originally, the owner of the restaurant liked to play (four voices), so after refining these two Jiemei pills, it was amazing enough, but I never thought that someone would actually buy this thing at a high price.

It's not poison, so soak it in cold water to relieve it, if it doesn't work, go to Wuliyangfang (su) for a night (xiu), if you're really particular, just grab some fire dispersing medicine and drink a bowl, why waste money like this.

Watching the far away back, the drug boy shook his head and said to himself pretending to be deep: "It's true, there are strange flowers every year, especially this year."

Mo Wuming didn't know how many people slandered him tonight, so he ran back quickly while grabbing the medicine.

Fuck, he knows how to do light work, he really got dizzy from drinking, so he immediately lifted his breath and jumped, more than a star and a half faster.

Dongfang closed his eyes and remained motionless, while trying to ignore the feeling of weakness and panic caused by the weakness of his body, and at the same time trying his best to endure the uncomfortable swelling of desire in his body and the pain in his body.

'Bang', the door was slammed open, followed by a moderate voice, "I'm back."

It was Mo Wuming, Dongfang loosened his hand, and a needle fell to the ground, the sound was so soft that no one else could notice it.His eyelashes fluttered slightly, he opened his eyes and glanced towards the bed, Mo Wuming stood beside him who was sweating profusely.

Mo Wuming felt that something was wrong with him. He suddenly noticed that Brother Fang's eyelashes were curved and long. When he opened his eyes with fluttering eyelashes, he thought of Sleeping Beauty who was awakened by the prince's kiss.

What the hell?

He is guilty!

Mo Wuming quickly blinked his eyes that had been open for a long time, and took out the pill: "This kind can restore strength, and after taking it for a quarter of an hour, it will fully recover."

As he spoke, he leaned over and stuffed it directly into Dongfang's mouth to make sure he swallowed it, then withdrew his hand, put his back behind his back, rubbed his fingertips lightly, and an exclamation suddenly appeared in his mind: Brother Fang's lips are so hot and hot. soft!

Shaking away the mess, Mo Wuming opened his mouth, and then he said more and more smoothly: "This Jie, Jiemei pill needs to be taken with water. Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

Not long after, he re-entered the bedroom with tea, tied up the curtains, and put a scorpion in front of the bed, waiting for the medicine and water to be prepared.

Ask politely, "May I help you up?"

Seeing that the other party did not object, he bent down and carefully held Dongfang's right arm with one hand, and passed the other hand through the back of the man's neck, supported the other party's shoulders, and brought him up.Afterwards, she sat on the edge of the bed, holding Dongfang's shoulders, gently letting someone lean on his chest, and resting her head on her neck.

He was a little too cautious, as if he was not treating a big man, but a delicate and fragile porcelain doll...He didn't know what happened, maybe it was because Brother Fang had been drugged, his whole body was limp and blushing, and he looked extremely fragile and harmless.

When they met again, Brother Fang had lost a lot of weight, and his figure looked very thin. He reasonably suspected that Brother Fang had been tortured by unknown abuse over the years.

Helping the good man, Mo Wuming let go of Dongfang's right arm, took out a pill and put it in Dongfang's mouth.Then he stretched out his arms to pick up the cup of tea and fed it to the person's lips.

The pill went down, and he gently laid the person flat and put the pillow on it.After settling the person down, he finally let out a breath, relaxed his body, and leaned against the bedpost.Turning his head and talking to Dongfang: "I feel... okay?"

The lights were dim, and the man on the bed's white-and-red skirt parted slightly, revealing his collarbone, like warm jade, with a moist radiance.A shallow trace of water flowed down the neck and across the collarbone, leaving a small drop of water in the dimple, shining brightly.

Seeing it suddenly, Mo Wuming remembered that he had been thirsty for a long time.He grabbed half a cup of tea on the teapot, raised his head and swallowed it.

... What is he doing?

Dongfang lay flat on the bed with his eyes closed, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.After waiting for a little more strength, he realized that the hand of the person next to him holding his sleeve was reaching out to him.Subconsciously opened his eyes, grabbed Mo Wuming's wrist, with doubts and imperceptible vigilance in his eyes.

Mo Wuming put aside the guilt in his heart, and said frankly: "Wipe the water for you, I didn't pay attention when feeding you the medicine."

While speaking, he raised his other hand to pull Dongfang's hand away, quickly wiped off the water with the inner sleeve, and wiped it along the neck to the lower lip.Then he showed a big smile at people, and retracted his sleeves.

Dongfang ignored him, grabbed his hand out, and lay down on his own.

Mo Wuming didn't bother him anymore, he just took the medicine and it didn't take effect so quickly, so he must be suffering.

He didn't say a word, just sat on the sidelines and watched, secretly glanced at the hands that were placed outside the quilt.

He didn't get dizzy, the beautiful hand he saw in Mingyue Tower must belong to Brother Fang, he had never seen a more beautiful hand than Brother Fang.When he just held it, he touched it inadvertently, and it was not as soft as it seemed.

Mo Wuming was very puzzled, what happened to Brother Fang in the past five years, not only his figure became thinner, but even his eyes became gloomy.It was very different from the normal young man in his memory who was handsome and indifferent on the outside, but easy to get along on the inside.

It's been a long time since I saw him, and he has changed.Not to mention that his career has gradually stabilized, and his character is middle-aged, just talk about the outside.

In the past five years, his height has grown by another five centimeters, his shoulders have grown wide, and his body is already straight like an adult man; The copper color of the skin is deepened, and a proper and healthy bronze color is obtained.

He thought that brother Fang had undergone a great change, and the situation of reunion today is still being plotted against, the situation may be a bit difficult, do you want to ask, help if you can?

Just as he was thinking wildly, a magnetic and hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "Take a bath."

Mo Wuming came back to his senses, the person on the bed was still lying flat with his eyes closed, motionless, as if the voice he heard was a hallucination.

... Is this his master? This is simply how a fat cat treats a shit-shoveling officer!

All right, "I'll go to the stove to boil water, if something happens, ring the bell beside the bed, maybe I can hear it."

He stood up and looked out, glanced back, saw that the man still didn't respond, so he didn't stay any longer.He felt that his worrying and thinking before was a waste of time. With Brother Fang's temperament, he would take the initiative to tell the difficulties, and the sun would not come out from the west.

How pitiful he is, he found out that when he met Brother Fang, he was a hardworking servant. It has been five years, has he ever taken care of the second person, no!

When there was no one in the room, Dongfang opened his eyes, moved lightly, and let out a small "crack" from his mouth, mixed with impatience and pain, like a hook, and quickly disappeared without a trace.The watery eyes made the strong hatred seem unreal.

His body gradually regained his strength, he endured the scorching heat inside, and struggled to sit up.Since that day, he always wore thicker clothes, but at this time, the clothes were wet with sweat, sticking to his skin, making it more itchy and really uncomfortable. He frowned and waited for the wash water to come.

Not long after, Mo Wuming resisted the bathtub and moved into the room, and caught a glimpse of Dongfang standing up.His skin was pale, and his sweat-drenched temple hair stuck to his face, as if he had been fished out of the water. He was wearing a large and heavy robe, which made him look weak and pitiful.

His heart skipped a beat for no reason, Mo Wuming frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with worry, he put down the tub, and only asked: "There is water next to you, drink some first, you have lost too much water."

He hurriedly went out to carry a bucket of water, two times and three times, and finally mixed the bath water, Mo Wuming took two buckets of spare water and put them next to the tub.

He wiped off his sweat, stood up straight, and said to Dongfang who was sitting at the table: "I boiled some soup for you, and it will cool down after a while. You should drink more water to replenish water."

He took out his newly-made clothes from the cabinet, put them on the bedside in sets, and babbled like an old lady: "This is the clothes I made this season, I haven't worn these sets, which one do you choose?" If you like it, put on..."

He rubbed his nose and smiled as he talked. His clothes were all similar, and there was nothing to choose, but the difference was black, gray, white, blue and blue.

Dongfang nodded, and said the first serious words since we met: "Thank you, Brother Mo, I'm sorry."

Mo Wuming couldn't get enough of what he was saying, the hand touching his nose stopped, and he said "ha, ha" twice and didn't answer.The atmosphere was suddenly stiff and awkward, but Dongfang didn't seem to notice it.

Mo Wuming saw Dongfang slowly drinking the soup he had boiled, grinding his teeth angrily, and his previous joy and pity were shattered into dregs.

Meow, broke into his bedroom without meeting him, occupied his bed as soon as we met, ran half of Luoyang City to buy the antidote for this guy, fed the medicine and water himself, asked to take a bath after drinking, feet He boiled water for people on a non-stick floor, brought a bathtub, mixed the water, found a change of clothes, and the service was amazing.

Well, I came back to my senses, a distant and indifferent polite word instantly opened up a huge distance.You are not familiar with politeness and politeness, so please be polite to the end, good guy, drink the soup he made by himself, and give him a look: "It's okay, go out quickly."

I, Mo Wuming opened my mouth, what the hell, I didn’t know what to say, I glared at Dongfang angrily, and strode to the door.

Seeing Mo Wuming's attitude, Dongfang was slightly stunned. Seeing that the other party stopped at the door and turned around to ask him, "Do you want to help?", he subconsciously shook his head.

"and many more."

Mo Wuming stopped, didn't he need help, didn't he still have to call him, hmph, he was so arrogant in his heart, he turned back reservedly, his voice was cold: "What's the matter?"

"You can go to sleep somewhere else directly. The house doesn't need to be closed. I'll sleep right after washing. Don't let anyone disturb you." Dongfang stood up to see off the guests, and was about to close the door before going to take a bath. The sweat had cooled down, and the temperature of his skin It's colder than usual.

Oh, dog man!Mo Wuming clenched his teeth, exhaled lightly, and nodded with a smile: "Then you rest first, let's have a good chat tomorrow." He closed the door backwards, turned around and walked faster and faster.

Mo Wuming took the bucket and washed it casually in the clean room, and threw himself on the small bed in the side room. The small bed made a 'dang' sound, which made him hiss, very annoyed.

He muttered to himself: Every time he met Fang Mian, he didn't sleep well. The last time he slept on the floor, this time he slept on this small bed. If he hadn't become rich, he wouldn't even be able to sleep on this small broken bed.The belated drunkenness welled up, and he murmured and fell asleep.

Dongfang stepped out of the bathtub wrapped in clothes, steamed his body and hair dry with internal force, picked up the robe that Mo Wuming had put away, quickly changed into it, and sat quietly at the table drinking tea alone.

It was more than half of the night, when there was no movement in the side room, he got up and opened the door, and flew away from here.