Seeing that Ao Baifeng was a little afraid, Meng Ling couldn't help but smile charmingly, put the brocade box in his hand on a bamboo table in front of him, and then pulled Ao Baifeng to the bamboo table, "sit down", Meng Ling pressed Ao Baifeng on a bamboo chair.

Meng Ling opened the brocade box on the bamboo table, which was full of medicine bottles for treating bruises, Meng Ling took out one of the medicine bottles and opened it, dripped the potion inside onto the handkerchief and began to wipe Ao Baifeng's red and swollen cheeks.

Mengling's method of rubbing medicine is rusty, there is no severity, and it will hurt Ao Baifeng at every turn, Ao Baifeng has always endured it, after all, the other party is the daughter of the demon emperor, and she must have been a jade food since she was a child, plus the humility and support of the clansmen, and this kind of thing must be done for the first time.

When rubbing the medicine, Ao Baifeng was sitting on the bamboo chair, and Mengling was standing, every time he rubbed the medicine, Mengling had to bend down gently, just his chest was facing Ao Baifeng, and the deep groove squeezed out by the proud twin peaks was always in front of Ao Baifeng, and he couldn't avoid it if he wanted to, so that Ao Baifeng couldn't help but think about it.

"Have you seen enough?", just as Ao Baifeng was thinking wildly, the dream spirit shouted fiercely.

Hearing Meng Ling's voice, Ao Baifeng trembled in fright, "I don't want to either, isn't there no way", when he spoke, Ao Baifeng instinctively covered his face with his hand, he didn't want to be slapped on his face by the arrogant woman in front of him.

"Take it away, and wipe it off," Meng Ling said, patting Ao Baifeng's hand.

Ao Baifeng took his hands away, looked at Meng Ling and said seriously: "This is not what I want to see, you asked me to see it, but don't say that I deliberately peeked at it and made me angry."

"Stinky rascal, you won't close your eyes yourself," Dream Spirit said angrily.

"With such a beautiful view, how can I be willing to close my eyes", Ao Baifeng looked like a ruffian when he spoke, and he was like the handsome young man who was firm and decisive on weekdays.

"Flim tongue", Meng Ling seemed to be smiling, did not speak again, and continued to rub the medicine on Ao Baifeng.

After rubbing the medicine on Ao Baifeng's face, Meng Ling pointed to the foot that Ao Baifeng had stepped on by her and said, "Take off your shoes and let me see your feet."

"Ah, don't, don't, my feet won't bother you, I'll do it myself", Ao Baifeng was extremely surprised, and looked at Meng Ling with wide eyes and said.

The dream spirit completely ignored Ao Baifeng's words, took off Ao Baifeng's shoes and socks by himself, squatted down and lowered his head and began to rub Ao Baifeng's toes with rough techniques.

The injury on the toes is much more serious than the one on the face, the toes are a little black, and it hurts when you touch it a little hard, Mengling's insignificant hand makes Ao Baifeng grin in pain, and Ao Baifeng still endures it and doesn't make a sound.

Looking at Ao Baifeng's blackened toes, Meng Ling felt a little guilty in her heart, and looked up to Ao Baifeng and said, "I'm sorry."

As soon as Meng Ling looked up, he happened to see Ao Baifeng's distorted expression in pain, and he was a little embarrassed in an instant, "Are you in pain?" It's the first time I've given people medicine, and my hands are a little heavy, don't you mind."

As the daughter of the Demon Emperor, she was already arrogant, and it was incredible to be able to rub medicine on his face, and now she had to rub medicine on his feet, Ao Baifeng felt that the sun came out of the west, like a dream, and then he was embarrassed to blame people, and then said very calmly: "No, no, the technique is very good, it doesn't hurt at all."

Hearing Ao Baifeng say this, Meng Ling smiled, and his smile was very sweet and charming.

"It's all sweating in pain, and my mouth is hard", Mengling continued to bow her head and rub the medicine on Ao Baifeng's toes.

"Really?", Ao Baifeng touched his forehead, and sure enough, it was a handful of sweat, and Ao Baifeng could only smile embarrassedly, he really didn't know that he was sweating in pain.

This time, Mengling's movements were a little slower, and his technique was obviously much lighter than before, and he didn't hurt Ao Baifeng again, and the corners of his mouth were still filled with a hint of smile, and there was a taste of happiness in his smile.

Looking at the dream spirit in front of him who had become gentle and virtuous again, a warmth rose in Ao Baifeng's heart, and he couldn't help but think of Mingxiang, and thought: "How good it would be if she were Mingxiang."

After helping Ao Baifeng wipe the medicine, Meng Ling helped Ao Baifeng to the bed, and advised: "You have to rest well in the last three days, no one can help you to get out of bed and walk around at will."

As soon as Ao Baifeng heard that Meng Ling was making a fuss, he said: "It's not that serious, besides, I'm used to cultivating every day, and it will be uncomfortable to take a break suddenly."

"I said there will be, do as I say", the dream spirit was a little anxious, almost in a commanding tone.

"Okay, listen to you", Ao Baifeng knew that he couldn't resist Mengling, so he had to compromise.

Seeing that Ao Baifeng agreed, Meng Ling was relieved to leave the room.

This night, Ao Baifeng stayed awake all night, lying on the bed tossing and turning, his mind full of the figure of the dream spirit.

From the beginning when the dream spirit appeared in the forbidden land outside the Quanyang Sect, he injured him because of snatching the artifact, to the blood-maned wolf clan's hinterland desperately saving him, and then to the friction between the two of them and constantly looking down on each other, until the scene in the waterhole.

Of course, it wasn't just Ao Baifeng who couldn't sleep, Dream Ling was lying on his side on the bed with his back to the window, his hands under the pillow, his eyes were always open, and a smile flashed on his face at times, and sometimes he looked very angry.

When the sky was slightly bright, Ao Baifeng fell asleep.

Since embarking on the path of martial cultivation, Ao Baifeng has either been fighting with the enemy or cultivating, and it is rare to have such a clean and comfortable opportunity to rest, so Ao Baifeng has slept soundly to death.

Not long after, Ao Baifeng's door was pushed open with a bang, and Meng Ling walked in, holding a bowl of steaming paste in his hand, seeing that Ao Baifeng was still asleep on the bed, Meng Ling walked to the side of the bed and shook it, "Get up, taste the corn paste I made."

Ao Baifeng opened his hazy eyes, and saw Meng Ling coming over with a bowl, Ao Baifeng sat up and reached out to pick it up, but Meng Ling avoided Ao Baifeng's hand, scooped a spoonful and fed it to Ao Baifeng's mouth, "open your mouth".

"Ah", Ao Baifeng opened his mouth lazily, and the corn was mushy in his mouth, Ao Baifeng suddenly frowned, and his sleepiness was completely gone.

After Ao Baifeng swallowed the corn paste in his mouth with difficulty, he asked Meng Ling, "What did you put in the corn paste?"

Meng Ling actually said very seriously: "I put everything in the kitchen, such as chili noodles, pepper noodles, sugar, vinegar, salt, dates, etc., oh, as well as sorghum wine and grape juice, how about it?

Seeing Mengling's innocent appearance, he nodded firmly to Mengling, and gave a thumbs up and said, "It's delicious, it's very delicious."

"Hehe", Meng Ling smiled happily, scooped another spoonful and fed it to Ao Baifeng's mouth, "Come and eat more".

"Huh, are you still eating?" , Ao Baifeng was miserable in his heart, and Meng Ling was holding a spoon and waiting for Ao Baifeng to open his mouth, which meant that Ao Baifeng kept holding the spoon without eating her.