"Such ruthlessness!" Song Youyu held him tightly, "I'm so hurt that you actually want to leave, I'm so hurt, fifty boards!"

She blinked her eyes and looked at him, there was a mist in it, and she was aggrieved, "Master Hou, I'm uncomfortable." ”

"If you feel uncomfortable, you should rest, don't make a fuss!" Shi Yanmo glanced at the medicine bowl on the table, "You haven't drunk the medicine yet?" reached out and probed the temperature: "It's a little cold." ”

He was slightly stunned: "Song Youyu, do you know how seriously you are injured, you have to open your skin and flesh, and you can't get out of bed to feel at ease?"

"My body is mine, and I know how it hurts. Song Youyu wrinkled his little face, "But this medicine is too bitter, black and thick and sticky, and I have no appetite when I look at it." ”

"If you don't have an appetite, you have to drink it!" Shi Yanmo had a headache, "I'm not a child anymore, and I'm so pretentious and willful!"

"I'm a girl's family, I'm afraid of pain and suffering, and there's no candied fruit here. Song Youyu said, caught off guard, and put his hands around his neck, "You feed me?"

Shi Yanmo couldn't break free, the tips of his ears were a little red, and his face was cold: "Don't you have any hands yourself?"

"My hand was also injured. Song Youyu said, "In order to save you, I paddled and had cramps, and the spring water of the huge Xiliang Lake was cold, but I swam to the shore as fast as I could, and my body couldn't stand it at all." ”

Shi Yanmo: "......"

The doctor only saw her yesterday, when he didn't know what was going on?

Tiredness and cold are real, but as for hand cramps, they are made up.

"Don't make a fuss. ”

A hint of helplessness flashed in his dark eyes, and he reached out to take her off his body, "Ben Hou still has something." ”

"It's also a matter to feed me medicine!" she muttered, becoming more and more aggrieved, "In the past, when you were sick, I worked tirelessly to feed you, but now it's good, you don't even look at me when I'm sick, you have to make a look of feeling sorry for me, and you go to my house to hire a relative, obviously without any sincerity." ”

She sighed long: "What kind of hard life am I, a husband who doesn't understand the amorous feelings, how didn't I say it in the past, but now I'm so uncomfortable, he refuses to accommodate it, it's so sad." ”

Shi Yanmo: "......"

Big head.

Pulling her hand off her neck, she picked up the medicine bowl: "Don't take it as an example." ”

Song Youyu was just teasing him, but he didn't expect him to really let go, and he was a little stunned at the moment, until he spooned a spoonful of decoction and sent it to her lips, and he couldn't react.

"Open your mouth. He commanded in a deep voice.

She subconsciously opened her mouth and drank it.

With the first bite, there is the second, and there is the third......

She looked at him with a tense face, feeding her the medicine in the bowl as if he had completed a task, and suddenly frowned and shouted, "It's so hot." ”

Shi Yanmo was stunned, he had grown up in fine clothes and food, and he had never served anyone, so he was a little confused at this time.

Song Youyu glanced at him and said coquettishly: "You blow it, it's too hot." ”

Blow?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the soup in the bowl, and his face was slightly red.

"Master Hou?"

Song Youyu is a fool, seeing that he is embarrassed, he is happy, and reminds him, "It's too bitter, I can't stand it anymore, if you don't feed me, I won't drink it." ”

Shi Yanmo came back to his senses from his thoughts, and the corners of his mouth twitched irrepressibly: "You have a lot to do." ”

Song Youyu muttered and said, "I am a patient, my body is weak, and my soul is also weak. ”

The implication is, what is he doing with a patient?

Shi Yanmo had no choice but to appoint to comply, blew a few breaths on the medicine spoon, handed it to her lips, and met her narrow eyes, and the whole person became more and more uncomfortable. After feeding her a bowl of medicine, she couldn't wait to get up and said, "You are so resting, Ben Hou will come to see you later." ”

Song Youyu was nothing, but when he heard what he said, he quickly grabbed one of his hands: "When will it be later?"

She pestered him and complained: "Master Hou, I'm injured like this, you can still leave me, just don't enlighten and comfort me, you still snub me!"

Shi Yanmo couldn't do anything about her at all, seeing that she was so persistent, he could only relax: "Tomorrow." ”

"Tonight!" "Inch by inch" is her usual fine tradition, Song Youyu grabbed his hand and didn't let go, "The strange place is completely unfamiliar, I don't dare to sleep without seeing you." ”

Shi Yanmo glanced at her: "Really?"

"Seriously!" Song Youyu replied, her tone was very affirmative, anyway, she rarely went out after her "madness" was cured, and she never spent the night in someone else's house, even if Shi Yanmo doubted it, there was no trace.

If he believes in her again, he will live in vain!

Shi Yanmo didn't bother to tear it up, turned around and left.

Song Youyu watched his back disappear around the corner, the expression on his face froze, he reached out to wipe the medicine residue at the corner of his mouth, and sighed, his eyes flashed with rich complexity.

is also a medicine delivery, the past life and this life are really different treatment.

In his previous life, he gave her a deadly poison, but now he is feeding her a kind medicine, but it is a medicine that cures her wind and cold and heals her wounds.

Is...... The same people don't have the same fate.

If one day he knew that Song Youyu and An Qing were the same person, how wonderful would the look on his face be?

Thinking like this, a little time has passed, and Que'er came in to serve her to rest, and she realized it later: "Oops, I forgot to tell him about the dowry!"

I got carried away.

Isn't it that you're getting older, and your brain is not working well?

Shi Yanmo came out of Song Youyu's room and met Mrs. Shi head-on, he was a little surprised and asked, "Mother, why are you here?"

"The future daughter-in-law is injured, isn't it natural for the old man to come and see it?" Shi Lao Taijun glanced at him, "You kid is hairy, how can you serve other girls, but have you bullied the girl into crying?"

"Nope. Shi Yan Mo Muran replied, thinking about Fang Cai, his cheeks were still hot.

Mrs. Shi swept her eyes to him, and there was a smile in her voice: "I can see that you like this girl's tightness." ”

Shi Yanmo was helpless: "Mother, don't make trouble." ”

"My neck is red. The old lady snorted, "If you want to play tricks, you don't hide it well, but the old lady watched you grow up, what do you want to hide from me?"

Shi Yanmo couldn't say anything about her, so he changed his words and said: "Mother, I'm going to go out, you can go in, don't speak too explicitly, so as not to scare her." ”

"Am I such a frizzy person, your mother? The old lady glanced at him and went to Tingyu Tower.

Shi Yanmo shook his head, glanced in that direction with a strange expression, and left.

Song Youyu was lying on the bed to wake up to life, and the magpie outside ran over and said, "Miss, Mrs. Shi is here." ”

"Mrs. Shi?"

Song Youyu was stunned, almost rolled off the bed again, and said, "Then don't hurry up and greet you, don't lose your courtesy!"

If this person is not mistaken, is it Shi Yanmo's mother?