"Are you awake?" Yan Chuqi felt the man on the bed move, and paused with the hand that wiped his sweat with the cloth.

"Seventh year old, are you alright?" The man's thin pale lips opened slightly, "Does it matter?" There was some nervousness in his tone. The confusion in his eyes had dissipated, and he should have remembered how he had been injured.

"It's okay, it's okay" Yan Chuqi waved his hand, "Are you hungry?" I'll make you something delicious. The cloth towel in his hand has been put back in the copper basin, and a small apron is tied around his waist, properly looking like a good wife and mother.

"Don't eat, you sit down." Wan Qiyan patted the side of the bed and motioned for her to sit down.

Yan Chuqi sat down obediently, "What's the matter?" ”

"Can you not be old and brainless! Know the danger! ”

"I ...... I ...... too."

"Do you dare next time?"

"Don't dare!" Yan Chuqi hurriedly promised, and suddenly thought, hey, no, "What did you just say, I don't have a brain?" Do you have brains? That's a tiger, aren't you afraid that he will slap you on the head? ”

"I, I ......"

"What are you, what am I?" Yan Chuqi was also angry, "In the future, you are not allowed to block knives for others!" ”

"You're no one else." Wan Qian Yanchu muttered quietly, but Yan Chuqi happened to be distracted, so he didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?" ”

Wan Qian naturally denied it at the beginning, "Nothing." ”

The two were about to find another topic to talk about, when they suddenly heard a low tiger roar outside.

"Emperor, Don't Pester Me" Chapter 31 You are not someone else is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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