After marrying the short-lived young master, the little fairy wife was spoiled ✔

Chapter 31: Love (2)

Ah Yao then frowned again and whispered, "But it seems that it's because of merit that he likes to be closer to the young master..."

Xiao Bu's head was covered with black lines, and he was helpless.

"Well, the medicine is ready."

The confused thoughts in Ah Yao's mind immediately dissipated. He got up and poured the two prepared soup into two bowls separately.

One is Grandma Wang's and the other is Chu Feng's.

A Yao stood in front of Chu Feng's medicine bowl, his hands were sealed, and he read something in his mouth. The eight leaves at the back of his head suddenly lit up green light, which was extradited to the dark soup medicine.

The bright green light disappeared, and one of the eight leaves behind the opiate's brain became dim.

"Xiao Bu, help me look at the young master's medicine. I'll give Grandma Wang stomach medicine first."

Zhang Yong is not here now. If Grandma Wang wakes up again, she can't suppress it alone. Maybe she will hurt the young master again.

The young master has been injured because of her. If she is injured again, she will be sad to death.

Yao paced to Grandma Wang's bed. Grandma Wang had faintly awakened, but the feeling of paralysis had not completely faded.

Look at ah Yao, his eyes are slightly open, and his mouth is full of words, which are almost the same as the swearing words just now.

A Yao ignored it, scooped a spoonful of soup medicine, leaned close to his lips, blew it to a moderate temperature, and fed it to Grandma Wang.

"Grandma Wang, drink this medicine and get better soon."

In that medicine, Ah Yao also added some sleeping herbs. Grandma Wang first struggled to drink, and then obeyed a lot.

After a bowl of medicine was completely eaten, Grandma Wang's eyelids began to become heavy again. After a while, she fell asleep.

A Yao put the medicine bowl on one side, got up and loosened the cloth binding Grandma Wang's limbs. He rubbed her joints with his two small hands, tucked her in, and turned to the stove.

On the stove, there was her ground powder in a bowl. She took the medicine bowl and powder, wound into the inner room and walked towards the bed.

At the moment of entering the door, I didn't know if she was dazed. It seemed that Chu Feng, who was in a coma, moved.

"Young master?!"

Her surprised eyes lit up and stepped up to the bed, but Chu Feng's eyes were slightly closed, her face was pale, two beautiful eyebrows were tightly held, and a thin layer of sweat was on her forehead.

"Did the young master have a nightmare?"

A Yao put down the medicine bowl, pinched the corner of his sleeve and gently stained the sweat from his forehead, then gently lifted Chu Feng's head, sprinkled the medicine powder on his injury and wrapped it up with a bandage again.

Xiao Bu jumped off her shoulder and went to Chu Feng's pillow. His tentacle like hand touched Chu Feng's cheek, and then looked back at Ah Yao.

"He's still in a coma. How can I give him medicine? If I don't drink all the medicine, it's a waste."

It can all be the essence of the essence of the medicine of the Arab League.

Chu Feng, who pretended to be unconscious, felt as if his face had been brushed by spider silk and slightly itched. His eyes opened a slit without trace. He wanted to see who was so familiar with talking with opiate.

It doesn't matter. After reading it, I directly stopped breathing!

Next to his pillow stood a radish with a big palm. His body was white and fat. There were several green leaves on his head. He was walking with his tentacles!

Hallucinations, must be hallucinations

Hehe, he must have hurt his head. Time is running out and he is hallucinating.

How can radish become essence?
At least a rabbit essence, black bear essence or something, radish... How can radish

Read it wrong, read it again.

He closed his eyes, stopped for a while, closed his eyes again and looked at the pillow again.

The turnip essence turned his head and had five features on his white body.

It is said to be facial features, but it is not quite the same as human ones, as if they were painted at will.

Thin eyebrows, black bean eyes, no white eyes, nose is a point, mouth is more complex, two lines, a closed semicircle.

Chu Feng seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt and completely lost his thinking ability in his mind.

I don't know what it's like in my heart, fear? I can't say...

funny?

It's not that funny.

One's fundamental views get totally twisted?

It seems that this feeling

"Ah Yao, how do I feel... There are gloomy eyes staring at me all the time?"

Xiao Bu was stiff, his tentacle like hands trembled slightly, and his eyes glanced at Chu Feng lying on the bed.

"Xiao Bu, you're scaring yourself again. Go back quickly and be careful that the young master will wake up and scare him later."

The opiate reached out and put it back on his shoulder.

Xiao bu

Chu Feng returned to consciousness and closed his eyes without trace.

It turned out that he heard right last time. Ah Yao really called "Xiao bu".

He thought it was someone she knew, but he didn't think it was radish

Chu Feng wondered again.

A Yao is a poor girl from Zhangjiakou in the city. How can she know Cheng Jing's radish?

The doubt in my heart was not broken, and the voice came again.

"That medicine, how are you going to feed him? He's unconscious and can't swallow it. If you spoil this medicine, you'll be in trouble."

A Yao said, "I'm not afraid. I'll pass it to the young master mouth to mouth. He can't swallow it. Can't I just blow it in?"

Xiao Bu thought, yes, this is a good way.

"It's reasonable. It's you."

Chu Feng, who should have been in a coma, coughed violently.

"Young master?!" A Yao exclaimed with joy. Seeing Chu Feng struggling to get up, he quickly held him. "Be careful. You hurt your head. Pay more attention."

"I'm fine." Chu Feng said, glancing at Yao's shoulder.

The radish essence disappeared without a trace.

"Young master, drink the medicine first. I'm out today and haven't drunk the medicine yet. I've added some herbs beneficial to your wound. Don't leave a drop. I have to drink it clean."

Chu Feng said "well" and reached for the medicine bowl, "I'll just come by myself."

Ah Yao shook his head. "The young master was injured because of me. Let me serve the young master."

Her two eyes looked into Chu Feng's eyes, "Okay?"

To her eyes, Chu Feng inexplicably remembered that he had just heard ah Yao say he liked him, and the tip of his ear burned slightly, "eh".

Ah Yao, smiling, sat by the bed, scooped a spoonful, blew it and fed it to Chu Feng's lips.

Chu Feng couldn't taste the unusual bitterness in ordinary days. Instead, it was mixed with a fresh smell of grass, which was not difficult to eat.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, the opiate saw that there were residual drug stains on the corner of his lip. Naturally, he reached out and wiped them off with his finger pulp and sent them to his lips.

"There's a little left, young master. Don't waste it."

The main thing is that there is her spiritual power. Even a little residue can play a great role.

Chu Feng looked at her white and tender fingers and asked him to suck the drug stain?

This girl

How dare you be so bold?

"Young master?" The drug urged him and put his finger directly to his lips.

Well, the young master's lips are unexpectedly soft