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

By the end of the day, it was almost dusk. After Jing Ling packed up the medicine box, she went to find Wen Momo.

When Wen Momo saw him coming, she stood up involuntarily and scratched her neck.

But Jing Ling grabbed her hand, looked down at the red finger marks on her neck, "Bite by a bug?"

Wen Momo didn't take it seriously, just nodded casually: "It seems so."

After returning to the inn, Jing Ling asked the waiter to open an extra room, which happened to be next to him.

In fact, according to the relationship between Jing Ling and Wen Momo, even if they really slept in the same room, other people would not say much, but Jing Ling was unwilling to bully Wen Momo in this kind of thing, He is very traditional in his bones, as if as long as Wen Momo hasn't married him, he can't let her be humiliated, even if that person is himself.

Jingling helped Wen Momo carry the backpack, and went back to her room. Seeing Wen Momo stretched out her hands to grab her neck, she looked up at her. Wen Mo was shocked by his tepid eyes, and she didn't dare to move at once. I just pouted a little bit aggrievedly and said, "I... itch..."

However, Wen Momo didn't know that Jing Ling couldn't restrain his Adam's apple from clenching when he heard her confused and wronged words. He didn't look at Wen Momo, but turned indifferent. He opened the medicine box and looked for it. He took out a small bottle of ointment, and deliberately suppressed his voice to be cold, lest Wen Momo would hear something was wrong, "Sit down, I'll help you apply the ointment."

Wen Momo didn't dare to be disobedient, she sat down on the couch obediently, and clenched her little hands tightly, afraid that she couldn't help but scratch her neck again.

But at the next moment, Jingling put one hand on her slender shoulders, half bent down, lowered her head, gently and carefully applied medicine to her neck.

Wen Momo slightly lowered her eyelashes, and saw Brother Jingling's beautiful hand with well-defined joints. It was this slender hand that made today's girls so envious.

Brother Jingling's fingertips were stained with blue plaster, which was applied on her clavicle skin, turning into a light transparent white, a little moist, under the gentle massage of Jingling's warm fingertips, wisps of mint were refreshing. fainted.

Wen Momo didn't itch at all immediately, and felt very comfortable.

"Anywhere else... have you been bitten by bugs?" Jing Ling asked in a slightly uncomfortable tone.

"No more." Wen Momo shook her head and said.

Jing Ling stared at her rosy skin for a while, her throat rolled, and she said "um" in a deep voice, and stood up to leave.

Seeing this, Wen Momo wanted to follow her out, but Jingling took a look at her still red neck, but was afraid that such a charming little Momo would be seen by others, so she said in a deep voice: "You Rest in your room, and I'll bring you meals."

Wen Momo originally wanted to say that she didn't need to rest, but seeing Brother Jing Ling's eyes were unquestionable, she had no choice but to obediently sit back and wait for him.

Not long after, Jingling came in with a meal.

It's all Wen Momo's favorite food. Thinking about it, Jing Lingyou specially asked the inn to prepare her favorite food, so Wen Momo was not confused at all.

Seeing all this, Wen Momo felt even sweeter in her heart.

Jing Ling specially came over to accompany her to have dinner, and only after Wen Momo had eaten and drank enough did she plan to go back to her room.

But Wen Momo couldn't bear him to leave so quickly. When Jing Ling stood up, she couldn't help calling "Brother...",