After taking care of the buttons, Ming Yulong, who was in a good mood, took the handkerchief handed by Feng'er, wiped the dim sum foam on his face little by little in front of the bronze mirror, and hummed:

"If I don't deal with you, you won't know how powerful I am. I thought I would have hid by your master's side, but now he lives with me, and the guest changes with the master. ”

Someone naturally changed "the guest follows the host" to "the guest changes with the host", and feels that the change is very reasonable.

"Alright, Feng'er, let's change the basin of water again." Ming Yulong wiped his face clean, but he still felt the smell of saliva.

Although she doesn't have a habit of cleanliness, she is still very unaccustomed to being spitted by a cat.

"That's good, miss." Feng'er poured out the dirty water and brought in another basin of clean water.

Before Ming Yulong could stretch out his hand, Rong Yi had already walked over, picked up the handkerchief, and wrung it out gently, "I'll wipe it for you, in addition to the face, the hair is also stained." You look in the mirror and can't see clearly. ”

Ming Yulong stretched out his hand and touched his hair, there was really a touch of small particles, and he glanced at the yellow and clear bronze mirror, but he could only vaguely reflect the figure, and obediently closed his eyes.

Feng'er watched Rong Yi pinch the handkerchief and sit on the chair, her straight body was a head higher than Ming Yulong, who was also sitting, and the distance between the two was only a foot.

He put one hand on his young lady's shoulder, and the other hand gently wiped the osmanthus cake foam stained on her sideburns, his movements were gentle, and his eyes were focused.

The ink-colored phoenix eyes shimmered with a gentle brilliance in the bright room, and anyone who saw it would be attracted by that brilliance.

She suddenly felt that the atmosphere was too good, so good that Feng'er felt that it was a little redundant to stand here for one more second, and quietly took two steps back.

Rong Yi's voice sounded behind him, "Go and boil another copy of the Chinese medicine just now." ”

Feng'er paused, glanced back at Rong Yi, Rong Shizi didn't turn her head just now, her steps were so light, she was still discovered, and responded respectfully: "It's good, Rong Shizi." ”

As soon as he heard the word Chinese medicine, Ming Yulong felt as if he had been stabbed in the buttocks, and the enjoyment of being served and wiping his face suddenly disappeared, and he called out repeatedly:

"What are you going to do with another bowl, isn't it gone today? Then drink it tomorrow, Feng'er, Feng'er, don't boil it, it's so hard to boil the medicine. ”

When Feng'er heard her words, she stopped her movements again, but she looked towards Rong Yi with an inquiry in her eyes.

"Feng'er, you go boil the medicine." After Rong Yi finished speaking, he saw Ming Yulong's restless movements, his fingers pressed on his shoulders, pressed her movements to get up, and said softly: "Wipe it clean with one more point, don't move." ”

"Don't wipe it!" In addition to the punishment deduction just now, the most important thing is that she wants not to drink Chinese medicine. But Rong Yi discovered her thoughts.

Ming Yulong brushed away his hand, glared at Rong Yi, and said angrily: "Isn't this medicine a daily dose?" If it's gone today, forget it, just drink it tomorrow. ”

Rong Yi put the handkerchief back in the copper basin, washed and wiped her hands dry, her eyes fell on the wound on her hand, and said slowly:

"If you are going to participate in an archery competition in ten days, if you have a bad injury on your right hand, how can you control the horse-drawn bow? Do you really want to be at the bottom of the list? ”

Pinching the palm of his right hand, Ming Yulong struggled, gritted his teeth and said, "My hand is injured, can I abstain now?" ”