Chapter 520: His eyes fell on Tan Mos slightly opened lips (1/2)

Wei Zhiqian took a step towards Tan Mo, and there was only one fist's distance between the two.

Wei Zhiqian was already tall, and so close, Tan Mo could only lift his neck with difficulty, and his neck was sore.

Wei Zhiqian also clearly saw the rosy red on Tan Mo's face.

Her eyes were also slightly distracted.

The focus is still on Wei Zhiqian's face, but Wei Zhiqian's face is a bit fuzzy, like a soft light filter has been added to soften his facial lines, not so sharp and clear.

Wei Zhiqian frowned slightly, seeing that Tan Mo's face turned redder and red.

He raised his hand and touched Tan Mo's forehead with his finger.

The strange thing is that when first put it on, it was not hot yet.

But after a few seconds, it started to heat up.

Wei Zhiqian felt strange, so he stayed for a few more seconds.

As a result, the temperature under the back of the finger is getting higher and higher, and there is a tendency to continue to rise.

”What's the matter?” Wei Zhiqian asked nervously, ”have a fever?”

He took Tan Mo's arm and walked in, ”I remember there is an electronic thermometer at home.”

Wei Zhiqian walked in a hurry, but after only a few steps, he heard Tanmo say, ”I don't have a fever.”

”Uncle, you forgot, I have the power to heal. Unless the ability is too high, I won't get sick.” Since childhood, except for the time when Wei Zhiqian was treated during the college entrance examination, she never gave birth. Any sickness.

Wei Zhiqian had forgotten this.

I just tried to talk about how hot the ink face was, and I became nervous.

Now when I think about it, it really is.

Wei Zhiqian finally stopped, and tried to talk about the temperature of Mo's forehead again.

When I first tried it, the temperature of Tanmo's forehead seemed to drop a little bit.

But within a few seconds, the temperature of her forehead rose again.

”Why is it hot and cold?” Wei Zhiqian became surprised.

It's not sick, how could it be so strange?

Looking at Tan Mo's red cheeks, Wei Zhiqian's fingertips touched it again.

The delicate skin carries the temperature of ironing.

Wei Zhiqian just wanted to ask something, but when his chest sank, he saw Tan Mo's forehead directly hit his chest, and he was lazily as if he had no bones.

The body was light forward, and when viewed from the side, he leaned against Wei Zhiqian's body, resting her forehead on his chest to support her weight.

”What's the matter?” Wei Zhiqian was surprised, and gently wrapped Tan Mo's shoulders, but didn't let her stand up straight, just let her forehead touch his chest.

”Um... I don't have the strength to stand on my own.” Tan Mo's forehead was pressed against his chest, and he rubbed it left and right.

Wei Zhiqian chuckles, this little girl is so cute even when she is lazily.

I was about to sit down with Tanmo, and I saw a bottle of RIO on the coffee table.

Next to it is Tan Mo's notebook.

Sometimes Tan Mo puts his notebook on the coffee table, sits on the carpet, and writes by leaning on the sofa behind him.

The carpet is soft, thick, and fluffy.

It is very comfortable to sit on.

From time to time, Tanmo would bend his legs, rubbing the soles of his feet against the soft carpet.

Because it is a long-haired carpet, the foot will almost never pass the back of the foot when stepping on it.

Coupled with the fact that the carpet is white, it is more like stepping in the clouds.

At this time, Tan Mo didn't wear slippers, and stepped barefoot on the white carpet.

The carpet is creamy white, and it looks like her feet are not white yet.