A bowl of bird's nest porridge Mu Qingge quickly finished eating. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A bowl of bird's nest porridge went down, and the feeling of weakness and weakness in Mu Qingge's body dispelled a lot, and his hands and feet also obeyed.

She had already recovered from her daze at this time, and when she saw that Rong Jue had a bowl of porridge and continued to feed her, she hurriedly said, "No need, I'm already much better, I'll just come by myself." ”

After that, without saying a word, he just grabbed the bowl and ate it himself.

Rong Jue saw that she could have the strength to grab the bowl with him, and knew that the strength of her body had returned, so she didn't insist on feeding her.

Mu Qingge drank two bowls of porridge in a row, and Rong Jue let her eat other dishes.

"How do you feel?" Rong Jue asked, "In addition to being a little hungry, what else is uncomfortable?"

Mu Qingge swallowed the contents of his mouth and shook his head, "No." ”

"But what changes can you feel in your body?"

Mu Qingge listened, paused to eat, felt it quietly, and his eyes lit up, "For some reason, I feel as if I have become lighter, and I feel as if I have become lighter." ”

Rong Jue raised his eyebrows, "For example?"

"For example, the bowl in my hand. Mu Qingge tiptoed the bowl in his hand and said, "The bowl plus the porridge in the bowl should weigh about half a catty, but now I feel as light as a hair." ”

Rong Jue nodded, "Well, yes, the understanding is very high." ”

"High understanding?" Mu Qingge blinked, bit his chopsticks and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Do you remember when I told you that you can only absorb about 10% of the power in that wine?"

"Hmm!" Mu Qingge nodded, "Yes." ”

Rong Jue touched her head and informed, "You have absorbed two percent." ”

Mu Qingge's eyes lit up, put down the dishes and chopsticks and grabbed his sleeve: "Are you serious?"

"Naturally, there is no need to lie to you. ”

"Hahaha......" Mu Qingge smiled happily and narrowed her eyes, "Does that mean I can start practicing martial arts?"

Rong Jue: "......"

He is very angry, is it wrong for her to be happy? Practicing martial arts can be practiced with or without internal strength, she should be happy that the extra 20% of the internal force in her body may not be able to be connected after ten years of practice!

"That's it. Rong Jue originally wanted to explain to her, but when she heard that she could practice martial arts, she couldn't help but be happy, so she didn't disturb her interest.

In the future, if she doesn't understand, he will guide her well.

Mu Qingge was excited, she originally ate a lot of food, but now she has been hungry for two days, plus she is happy, she drank three bowls of porridge at once, ate two bowls of rice, and ate a lot of dishes and meat.

Then, I accidentally ate it.

Then, she leaned back on the soft couch, humming and howling, looking uncomfortable.

Ji Ziyan's little friend made fun of the one who was eating beside her: "Little mother, shame face, you are more greedy than me!"

"And say me, don't you have a round belly?" Mu Qingge pinched his abdomen, making the child giggle and couldn't straighten up.

Rong Jue was reading a book in the room, and when she saw that she was still frowning while drinking Ji Ziyan, she reached out and touched her stomach, and it was really round to the touch, "Do you want to take a little medicine and then feel better?"

Mu Qingge didn't avoid his hand this time, and nodded, "It's okay." ”

Rong Jue noticed that she didn't avoid him, and a dark light flashed across her beautiful eyes, but she didn't say anything, and turned her head and ordered the housekeeper at the door to boil a bowl of digested decoction for Mu Qingge.

"Don't worry so much!" Mu Qingge disagreed, "I have ready-made medicine in my room, I'll go back and take one or two......"

However, before she could finish speaking, Rong Jue leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Mu Qingge's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at him in a blink, "You ......"

"Don't like it?"

Mu Qingge was an honest person, and instead of shaking his head or nodding, he raised his eyes and looked directly at him, "I like it." ”

Rong Jue smiled, there was satisfaction in his smile, and there was also joy in answering honestly for her, his fingertips rubbed lightly on her lips, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he curled his lips and said softly: "It is worthy of being my girl." ”

It was the first time Mu Qingge had seen him smile like this, although he only smiled slightly, but the kind of satisfaction, that kind of joy, and dazzling in his smile.

Mu Qingge looked at him smiling like that, and felt as if there was no better existence in time than him at this moment.

Seeing her staring at him blankly, the smile on Rong Jue's face became stronger, and without the slightest hesitation, he stretched out his hand, gently held her face, and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Mu Qingge's mind went blank.

The heart is beating faster, and the whole person is fluttering.

The kiss was short, and his lips quickly left hers, but the hand holding her face did not let go, and his cold eyes melted into tenderness, and he stared at her like this.

Mu Qingge gasped slightly.

"Girl. His eyes were dark, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Remember to close your eyes." ”

"Oh. Mu Qingge blinked, answered, thought of something, smiled, and asked with a sly look in his eyes: "Then do you want to do it again?"

Rong Jue listened, his cold lips curled up, and with a force in his hand, he suddenly pulled her from the couch to his side, and when she fell into his arms, his good-looking thin lips kissed her again!

The two changed from the original light kiss to the entanglement of lips and tongues.

The taste of the kiss was too good, he plundered her sweet breath, and wrapped it tightly with her, this kiss was much longer than Fang Cai, the two of them had their lips grinding for a long time, and they didn't let go for a long time, knowing that Mu Qingge was about to run out of breath, Rong Jue let her go.

After a kiss, Mu Qingge's face turned red and he gasped again and again.

Rong Jue still hugged her, let her sit on her lap, her lips rubbed against her ears, and kissed her gently on the face, her movements were as gentle as cotton wool fluttering over.

But it also has a lingering atmosphere.

Mu Qingge gently hugged his neck and was about to kiss back, but a soft and glutinous voice came from the side: "...... Little lady ......"

Mu Qingge was startled for a moment, and then remembered that Ji Ziyan was still there, and was about to say something, so Rong Jue kissed her comfortingly, "It's okay, he's asleep." ”

When Mu Qingge heard this, he immediately looked in the direction of Ji Ziyan, and really saw that he had fallen asleep on the side of the couch at some point, there was still a stall of saliva at the corner of his mouth, and he was still calling the little lady.

Mu Qingge looked funny, "Didn't he sleep for long, and woke up with me?"

"Before you woke up, he slept for half an hour. ”

"I think he's sleepy. Mu Qingge asked Rong Jue: "Shall I take him back to his room to sleep?"

"Don't bother, just let him sleep here. ”

Mu Qingge shook his head and said angrily: "The small couch is not as soft as the bed, and it is easy to get cold." ”

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