A Real Fish Got In

Chapter 42

    "Second brother... I'm so tired."

    Not only was he tired, but he was also dizzy. Yu Juan could feel that something was wrong with his body. He had never done this before. It was as if his body was concentrating on recuperating, giving something to recuperate.

    Having absorbed a lot of nutrients and physical strength from him, Yu Juan's body temperature was a little high, as if he had a low-grade fever.

    Duan Rong touched Yu Juan's forehead with his lips, "Go to sleep, second brother will ask for leave for you."

    There is a wife who can be both a husband and a parent.

    Yu Juan pulled Duan Rong's clothes weakly with his fingers, not wanting to let him go. Duan Rong frowned while calling the counselor to ask for leave, while touching Yujuan's neck. What's going on, the mermaid has a fever?

    Still haunted.

    In the future, Yu Juan should not be allowed to go to the crime scene.

    Duan Rong hung up the phone, closed the curtains, took Yu Juan out and checked it from beginning to end, and coaxed Yu Juan for a long time to make him turn back into a fish tail, but Yu Juan refused. For some unknown reason, Xiao Yu'er suddenly Being on guard, Duan Rong didn't listen to what he said.

    In his sleep, he had been refusing, and his two white and pink legs were curled up, refusing to turn into fish tails, and he didn't know what he was protecting.

    Duan Rong put the quilt over Yu Juan again, kissed him, and got up to cook, but the little fish who had resisted him just now pulled him back and wouldn't let him go.

    Duan Rong couldn't, and lightly slapped Yu Juan's little butt several times in anger, the little fish hugged him tightly, and put his legs down. I didn't know who it was just now. .

    Yu Juan's state is very contradictory, intimate and defensive.

    Duan Rong's palm landed on Yu Juan's smooth back and lay down.

    This time, Yu Juan slept until noon, later than yesterday, and was very tired after waking up, so he asked Duan Rong to hold him. Duan Rong took Yu Juan's butt and patted it, "What are you doing, little thing?"

    Yu Juan blushed unnaturally, and pulled back into Duan Rong's arms, "I just took a sniff...

    " Feeling aggrieved, she pouted, "Second brother, won't you let me smell it?"

    Duan Rong pressed Yu Juan's slender back neck to make trouble, "No."

    There was no movement in his arms, Duan Rong warmed the milk and looked down at Yu Curly, his jet-black hair was facing him, his hand reached in, touched his chin, and lifted it up, there were already traces of crying on his little face.

    Her lips were red and her teeth were white, her eyes were wet, and her forehead hair was a little messy on her eyebrows, making her face smaller and whiter.

    "What's wrong? Second brother is joking with you."

    Of course Yu Juan knew, he was so uncomfortable, he couldn't even stand the jokes second brother said, and felt that he was wronged by the sky, and he also felt that he was strange. But he couldn't control it, like instinct.

    What this instinct was letting him go through, he didn't know.

    No one can tell him.

    Yu Juan had been out of energy for ten consecutive days, and slept until noon. He woke up very early this day, compared to those ten days. After he woke up, he looked for Duan Rong. There was no one at home, so he might have gone to buy breakfast.