Chapter 363 I Like Calling Your Name

3rd name

In the evening, Mo Xiuchen came home carrying two bags of medicine, which frightened Zhang's mother.

"Young Master, why are there so many medicines? Are you feeling unwell, or is Mistress not feeling well?"

Mo Xiuchen smiled slightly, looked at Wen Ran beside him and said, "I'm not feeling well, but Ranran wants to accompany me to take the medicine. Zhang Ma, you will fry the medicine in a while. Don't get confused. This is me." Yes, this is natural."

He pointed at the medicine Zhang Ma was carrying in her left and right hands.

Zhang Ma opened her eyes wide in shock and looked at them in disbelief: "My eldest mistress, do you want to accompany my eldest son to take medicine?"

Take medicine with you?

Zhang Ma's brain was a little frozen.

She is uneducated and knows that husband and wife should share blessings and share hardships. However, even if the eldest mistress feels sorry for the eldest young master, there is no need to bring the same amount of Chinese medicine. Do you want to drink it with her every meal every day?

"Mother Zhang, you heard me right. This medicine of mine is also for conditioning the body. By the way, I will drink the medicine with Xiu Chen. From now on, you will have one more job to do every day."

Wen Ran was also smiling and seemed not to be afraid of the Chinese medicine.

Zhang Ma was startled, then nodded again and again, "Okay, eldest master, eldest mistress, I will boil the medicine now and serve it to you later."

"Um!"

Mo Xiuchen responded, took Wen Ran's hand and went upstairs.

When Zhang Ma knocked on the door, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran had already taken a shower. He had dried her hair and had just put the hair dryer away. When he heard the knock on the door, he curled up his lips and smiled, "Of course, Zhang Ma's speed is really good." quick."

He walked over and opened the door, and suddenly, a scent of medicine hit his face.

At the door, Zhang’s mother held a tray with two bowls of medicine on it. She specially used two bowls of different colors. “Young master, this blue and white porcelain bowl contains your medicine, and the other bowl is for your mistress.” , I have prepared a few candied dates, you and the eldest young lady can take one each after you drink the medicine."

Zhang Ma didn't ask what Mo Xiuchen's illness was, but she was extremely familiar with the work of decoction.

Years ago, she would cook medicine for Mo Xiuchen, bring him medicine, and prepare candied dates for him every day.

"Okay, Zhang Ma, you can go and rest first. I will take this medicine bowl by myself later."

"I'm not sleepy. I'll go upstairs and collect the bowls later."

After Zhang Ma finished speaking, she turned around and left the room.

In the master bedroom with soft, warm and bright lighting, the scent of medicine quickly occupied the entire space. The air that breathed into the nose was also filled with the smell of medicine. Wen Ran frowned unconsciously, stood up, and walked to the sofa.

"Ran Ran!"

Mo Xiuchen raised his head, smiled at her, and pulled her to sit next to him.

"Isn't it going to be very painful?"

Wen Ran, who was extremely determined at first, put the medicine in front of her. When she smelled the medicine, she suddenly flinched. It seemed that it was not easy to drink up a large bowl of medicine.

When she was a child, she actually hated taking medicine, especially Chinese medicine.

Mo Xiuchen saw her timidity in his eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became a little deeper, and his narrow eyes were filled with evil charm: "Of course, you can't regret it now. If you don't drink, I will feed you one bite at a time." you drink."

Wen Ran pursed her lips, "Who said I won't drink it? I just asked if this medicine is sweet or bitter."

"Haha, of course this medicine is - bitter."

Mo Xiuchen laughed out loud at her cute angry look. He picked up his bowl and said, "Originally, you were drinking with me, so you should drink first, but now, I'll drink first."

"No, I'll drink with you."

Wen Ran was not to be outdone, and she would do what she promised no matter how hard it was.

After saying that, she picked up her bowl of medicine, held her nose with one hand, frowned, and said to the smiling man beside her: "I'll count one, two, three, and we'll drink it together."

"Feeling like a kid."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes were full of doting when he looked at her.

"What's wrong with children?"

Wen Ran gave him an angry look. She was not that old to begin with. She was only twenty-three years old. Many girls of the same age would still throw themselves into their mother's arms and act coquettishly.

"Okay, let's drink together and you count."

Mo Xiuchen nodded.

Wen Ran smiled, but did not let go of the hand holding her nose to prevent herself from smelling the taste. At least, it would not be so uncomfortable before drinking.

"One, two, three, drink!"

After counting, she raised her hand, not daring to smell it, let alone taste it, and drank the whole bowl of medicine in one big gulp.

He threw down the bowl with a thud, picked up the candied dates in the butterfly, threw one into his mouth, picked up another one, and fed it into Mo Xiuchen's mouth.

The two large bowls of medicine that were full a moment ago became empty in the blink of an eye.

All the medicinal smell went into my stomach.

"Of course, you are so powerful, I thought you wouldn't be able to finish the drink."

There was a trace of distress in Mo Xiuchen's eyes. He could see that Ranran was actually very afraid of drinking medicine, even more so than he, who had been drinking traditional Chinese medicine for several years.

But in order to accompany him, she drank anyway.

Feeling moved in his heart, he suddenly reached out and held her on his lap.

"Xiu Chen!"

Wen Ran let out a low cry, turned around, put her arms around his neck, and looked at him gently with her eyes.

"Is it bitter?"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes were full of doting and distress, and being with him made Wen Ran feel at ease and satisfied for no reason.

"It doesn't taste good."

Wen Ran replied with a smile, it's not that he didn't taste it, but he didn't dare to taste it.

The smile in Mo Xiuchen's eyes deepened and he murmured in a low voice: "It sounds like you are Zhu Bajie. After drinking a large bowl of medicine, you still don't know the taste."

"Is there a Zhu Bajie as beautiful as me?"

Wen Ran didn't move and leaned softly into his arms. She could feel the deep love and care in his heart.

"of course not."

A low and sexy laugh escaped from his deep throat.

Wen Ran didn't speak, just cuddled with him quietly.

The room suddenly became silent.

The medicinal smell in the air dissipated little by little, and a hint of warmth and sweetness spread quietly. Soon, the medicinal smell was replaced...

"Ran Ran!"

"Um!"

"Ran Ran!"

"Um!"

"Ran Ran"

…

"What's wrong?"

Wen Ran raised her head and looked at Mo Xiuchen who just called her name over and over again but said nothing.

Mo Xiuchen had a smile on his lips. His handsome features were so handsome that Wen Ran was obsessed with him for a moment. She didn't come back to her senses until his gentle voice fell on her ears.

"It's nothing, I just like calling your name. If I had known you were in the Wen family, I would have brought you to me earlier!"