Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Hearing this, Mo Zhifei muttered in bewilderment.

He actually ran so far without saying hello...

However, even though Mo Zhifei was quite unhappy, he still specially prepared two lunches, waiting for the return of Chunxin.

Fortunately, after noon, Tan Xin didn't make him wait too long, and went back to the Tai Hospital.

Mo Zhifei called him over to sit at his table, and then opened the food box. When he sat down, he handed him the bowl and chopsticks and asked, "I heard Rushuang and the others said that you went to Nancheng for a doctor's visit?"

Tang Xin lowered her head and took a sip before giving a faint "hmm".

Mo Zhifei thinks that Chunxin is very good at pretending, but he also likes this kind of pretending.

Because when Chun Xin was outside, she always had that cold and indifferent appearance, and she didn't see how gentle her attitude towards him was, but only he knew how sultry and lingering Chun Xin was in private.

He likes the sticky heart to him, and also likes such a cold heart.

In other words, as long as it looks like a runny heart, he likes it.

After eating, Tang Xin seemed to remember something slowly, and turned to ask him: "Why did your father let you out?"

"You can't keep me locked up forever, right? It's shameless to spread the word." Mo Zhifei couldn't help reaching out and pulling his hand over while talking, and rolled up his sleeves, frowning softly. Backing off a bit, "Why?"

"See if your hand feels better?"

Tang Xin was embarrassed, after all, there were quite a lot of people coming and going in the Medicine Pavilion at the moment, so he frowned awkwardly and said, "It's much better."

Mo Zhifei knew that he was thin-skinned outside, so she went over to check his hands secretly, and saw that the bruises on his wound had faded, so she felt relieved.

Tang Xin said that he was going to the medicine rack to sort out the new herbs, but Mo Zhifei happened to have nothing else to do, so he followed him there to help him.

"Master..." Tang Xin casually called him while sorting out the herbs.

Mo Zhifei lowered his head to help him tidy up, and replied, "What's wrong?"

"Do you have something to tell me?" When Tang Xin said this, it still sounded casual.

Mo Zhifei hesitated for a while, then sighed lightly, and said in a low voice, "Xinxin, it seems that the young master can't take you home too soon."

Although he is full of confidence in front of his father, who doesn't want to be able to lead his beloved home and let his family recognize him...

Hearing this, Tang Xin paused slightly for a moment, raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were still light, "Is that why?"

Mo Zhifei: "Yes."

"I know." After Tang Xin finished speaking, she felt that she could not comfort Young Master Mo who was squatting beside him, so she turned her head back, stretched out her hand to pull his finger, grasped it tightly, and said in a low voice: "I don't Care about that."

Tang Xin really didn't care, after all, he just wanted to be with Mo Zhifei from the beginning to the end.

However, when Mo Zhifei heard such a calm yet firm tone from Tang Xin, he felt a little hot in his heart. He couldn't hold back and grasped Tang Xin's fingers, leaned over, pressed his other hand on his shoulder, His eyes were full of enthusiasm, and his voice was low: "I want to kiss."

Tang Xin froze for a moment, and said in a low voice, "This is too... um..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Zhifei pressed his lips and kissed him.

Mo Zhifei had a feeling that he was going to die.

He likes the feeling of falling.

However, such a stimulating and secretive kiss did not last long. Tang Xin heard the sound of something falling, opened his eyes, and saw the judge standing outside the medicine shelf looking at them in horror. ...

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