Chapter 1437 You Have to Like Me, Like Me Longer 389

Hearing this sentence, Wen Momo couldn't help being slightly stunned for a moment, looked down at the few packs of medicine in his hand, finally realized something, couldn't help but look up at Jing Ling, and thanked him somewhat embarrassedly : "Thank you brother."

For Wen Momo, she was still very surprised, because she always thought that Jing Ling hated her, so she was very upset that she went to his house, but what she didn't expect was that Jing Ling was quite... caring about her ...

And helped her get medicine...

Wen Momo looked at Jing Ling without blinking, and suddenly asked in a very indifferent way: "Brother...does he have medical skills?"

Jing Ling frowned, as if she didn't understand why Wen Momo asked this all of a sudden, but she still gave a faint "hmm".

After all, his mother is Bailing, and she grew up with her parents, so it's quite normal for her to know medicine.

However, when Wen Momo saw his "hmm", her eyes flickered and she was a little bit excited, she couldn't help mustering up the courage to raise one of her hands, He took the initiative to roll up a small piece of cuff, and put his little hand in front of him, "Brother...can you check Momo's pulse?"

Jing Ling watched her roll up her cuffs so blatantly, revealing a small section of white skin, couldn't help but frowned, and raised her eyes to look at her: "Are you sick?"

"Uh, didn't brother just say that I caught a cold? Brother, can you make a diagnosis again?" Wen Momo knew that she was a bit bored like this, but she really wanted to see what Jingling, who gave people a pulse, looked like. , so she still didn't give up, and looked at Jing Ling expectantly.

Even if he didn't answer, he was still relentless: "Brother, brother, okay?"

Jing Ling really doesn't understand what kind of hobbies Wen Momo has. No one likes to be checked by others, but she always raises her small hand and waits for him to take her pulse.

I was full of anticipation, and never thought that I would be disappointed.

And what Jing Ling had to admit was that he felt a little swayed by her soft and cute calls of "brother". Hope, without a word, gently shook her little hand.

Wen Momo's little hands are small, small, and they are soft and slippery when held in them.

Although Jing Ling didn't have any expression on her face, she still clenched a few of her fingers without any trace, and her cool fingertips landed on her pulse and pressed lightly.

At that time, Wen Momo stared at Jing Ling's pulse with her big eyes open very seriously. She was still as indifferent and calm as usual, but in this indifferent and calm, there seemed to be more meticulousness. Rigorous and serious.

It looks even more ascetic and charming.

Uh...Wen Momo doesn't know why, but she thinks this kind of mirror is really charming and beautiful.

But not long after, Jing Ling let go of her, and spoke in a flat tone, but still said the same sentence: "It's just a cold, just remember to drink the medicine when you go back."

Wen Momo obediently said "Yeah!" and said, "I will listen to my brother and drink my medicine properly!"

Jing Ling looked at her, said nothing, pursed her thin lips and looked out of the car curtain.

It was still raining outside the carriage. It seemed that Beicheng seldom happened like this. It rained continuously for several days, and there was no intention of stopping.