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

But Jingling still kept her eyes on Wen Momo, she didn't reveal the candy in her backpack, but she was very concerned, "Did you bring the book?"

Wen Momo touched her nose, "I want...to write when I come back."

Although she said that she was on vacation for the past two days, the Taifu still assigned a lot of tasks. Wen Momo thought about returning to the inn later to rest and finish writing.

But Jingling didn't agree, watching her silently.

Wen Momo was most afraid of being looked at by Brother Jing Ling like this, so she said nothing immediately, ran back to the house cowardly, took out a few books and gave them to him, Jing Ling put her books in her backpack, Only then did I tell her, "I'll let someone arrange it in the small building near the clinic. I'll be busy and I won't have time to take care of you, so you can go there and read."

Wen Momo nodded obediently, indicating that she knew.

After Jingling explained the matter, she took her little hand and went downstairs together.

After breakfast, the group of them set off to the clinic again. There were more people queuing up today than yesterday. Almost everyone was so busy that they didn't even touch the ground. To be reasonable, after half a day, it can be said that I am much more tired than yesterday...

When it was time to rest at noon, Mo Zhifei was so tired that he lay on the bench in the shed under the old tree and slumped.

Fortunately, the younger brothers and younger sisters were very sensible, so they brought tea and water to them one by one. Liu Yu personally made a bowl of hot tea and said, "Brother, get up and drink some water."

Mo Zhifei had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit up, took a big gulp of tea.

Liu Yu watched his Adam's apple rolling past the artery very clearly, but after only one glance, he looked away, took back the tea bowl that Mo Zhifei had finished drinking, and asked Mo Zhifei if he wanted more?

Mo Zhifei waved his hand, then turned his head to look around, and was about to ask where Chun Xin was, when he turned around, he saw Chun Xin was sitting back in his seat with two bowls of tea, and had already finished drinking for a while with a blank expression on his face. bowl, but also to pick up another bowl of tea to drink.

Mo Zhifei didn't want to get up immediately, and stepped over with long legs, snatched it before Yunxin drank it, drank it all, and licked his tongue: "Jujube tea?"

Chunxin: "...are you sick?"

Mo Zhifei smiled and sat down, lowered his voice and said, "Xinxin, you are duplicity, you obviously bought jujube tea specially for me."

Tang Xin coldly turned her head away and ignored him.

But Mo Zhifei stretched out his hand from under the table and grabbed the hand on his lap. Tang Xin froze, turned his head back, and gave him a shy look, but Mo Zhifei was holding his hand. wrist, and whispered very seriously: "I'll rub your hands for you."

"No need."

"Kneading will make it better." Mo Zhifei said as he spoke, and put his hand from under the table on the table, and rubbed his hand in the gesture of feeling his pulse.

Mo Zhifei pressed his wrist solemnly and said, "Your Brother Tangxin is not feeling well, let me show him."

"oh oh……"

Chunxin: "..."

After Junior Sister Shen left, Mo Zhifei continued to massage him, asking if he felt better?

Tang Xin glanced at him, turned her head lightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

But after the two of them sat for a while, Junior Sister Shen came back again, Mo Zhifei had no choice but to switch back to the position of feeling the pulse in time, and gave her an impatient look: "What's wrong with you!"

Junior Sister Shen looked at Mo Zhifei who was still feeling sluggish, her face was a little dazed, she didn't know what kind of pulse it took so long to heal,