Chapter 305 - 305 Chapter 305. The Moon is Beautiful
305 Chapter 305. The Moon is Beautiful
These five minutes felt like an eternity to Mo Qian. When Zhuang Xian’s hands stopped moving, his forehead was already covered in sweat.
He immediately turned his head to look at Zhuang Xian, only to see the girl wipe her hands with a white gauze before looking back at him.
“Next up is acupuncture. Before that, you should drink some Chinese medicine! I’ll help you.” As Zhuang Xian spoke, she stood up and stepped toward Mo Qian’s side. She bent over and held Mo Qian’s arms with her hands. With a slight force, she helped Mo Qian up.
Mo Qian sat up with the help of the force. When he looked up, he only saw the girl’s crystal white face, chin, and slightly pale lips.
Mo Qian took the thermos cup that Zhuang Xian handed over. As he looked at the faint steam from it, a question slowly came to his mind.
He wanted to ask Zhuang Xian when she had made the medicine. It had only been a little past 7 am when they had met this morning. It took a long time to make this medicine, so when had Zhuang Xian gotten up? Did she personally make it by herself? Did her cold have anything to do with this?
Mo Qian drank his medicine obediently, his mind filled with thoughts. After he finished the medication in the cup, he frowned and was about to speak when Zhuang Xian stopped him with a look!
He heard the girl say, “After drinking this medicine, you can’t speak. If you talk, you’ll become mute. Do you understand? ”
Zhuang Xian pretended to be serious, making it impossible for others to tell the truth in her words.
However, Mo Qian did not seem to be worried at all that he would be made mute by Zhuang Xian. At such a close distance, a lot of sweet nothings flashed through Mo Qian’s mind, but in the end, he only smiled faintly and said, “I heard that the moon is very beautiful tonight.”
The gentleness and love in his eyes were intoxicating.
Zhuang Xian was stunned for a moment. She returned to her senses; she glared at him speechlessly but did not say anything.
She put this reckless man who still wanted to tease her on the bed and sat back in her previous position. After gently exhaling, she picked up the silver needles in her acupuncture bag and said with a faint smile, “My silver needles are beautiful too! It’ll be all over your body in a moment!”
Zhuang Xian raised her hand and pressed down on his leg without giving Mo Qian a chance to react. The fingers of her right hand held a silver needle, and she accurately and steadily inserted it into the acupuncture point on Mo Qian’s leg. The candy she had put in her pocket was initially meant to offset the bitterness of the medicine. At this moment, because of Mo Qian’s flirtatious mouth and teasing, Zhuang Xian unilaterally canceled it!
Just let Mo Qian suffer! Who told him to tease her without any sense of shame?
‘The moon is beautiful tonight.’ There was another meaning to it, which was ‘I like you. This was a very artistic and romantic confession; only people with a little literary sense could understand it!
And Zhuang Xian happened to be one of those who understood.
Seeing that Zhuang Xian was getting annoyed, Mo Qian didn’t dare to say anything more. He obediently lay on the bed and allowed Zhuang Xian to poke him into a ‘hedgehog’!
The feeling in his lower limbs surging up made Mo Qian feel very strange and novel. He endured the numbness and soreness of the acupuncture points in his body caused by the silver needles. His forehead was covered with sweat, and the bed sheet was soaked. The medicine bag in his hand became his only life-saving straw.
Zhuang Xian noticed Mo Qian’s unusual behavior in time. She stopped what she was doing and frowned slightly. There was a hint of worry and sorrow in her eyes. She asked, “Mo Qian, how are you? Can you still bear it?”
Mo Qian slowly opened his eyes and forced a smile. His voice was soft as if he was only breathing, unlike the flirtatious young master Mo. “It’s alright. I can bear it.”
As he spoke, his right hand, resting by his side, clutched the bathrobe he was wearing.
When Zhuang Xian heard this, she did not waste any more time and neatly inserted the last needle in her hand. Her expression was highly focused as if she were studying a sophisticated, expensive object.
When Zhuang Xian’s fingers left the silver needles’ ends, she took a deep breath. No one knew that her back was already drenched in sweat. This kind of high-intensity concentration was very tiring. It was much more tiring than just the exhaustion of her muscles!