"Sleep, sleep." Yun Jiao was a little deflated, and stood aside and didn't care about him.

After a while, after all, he still couldn't bear it, so he walked over slowly, and the corner of the quilt that was lifted aside between his hands was put on him again.

After less than two quarters of an hour, Wan Nianqing came in with a decanting soup: "The little one asked the store to heat up this soup, and told the nine girls to wait for a long time." ”

"He's asleep." Yun Jiao looked back at Qin Nanfeng.

"Don't get in the way, you have to bother the nine girls to help the little ones." Wan Nianqing handed over the bowl in his hand.

Yun Jiao took it, stretched out her hand and tried it, it was not hot, Wan Nianqing was quite careful in doing things.

"Young master, wake up, eat some sobering soup and then go to sleep, otherwise it will hurt your body." Wan Nianqing called while helping Qin Nanfeng to sit up.

Qin Nanfeng leaned on his shoulder, still asleep.

Wan Nianqing helplessly helped him and said to Yun Jiao: "Ninth girl, please come and feed my young master." ”

Yun Jiao sat down on the bamboo bed, leaned over and called, "Little Five? ”

Qin Nanfeng didn't react, Wan Nianqing supported him like this, it didn't seem to affect his dream at all.

"Otherwise, don't eat it, and let him sleep well." Yun Jiao looked at him sleeping sweetly, and couldn't bear to wake him up.

"Nope." Wan Nianqing explained: "The ninth girl doesn't know, General Zhao specially told that the young master should feed some hangover soup whenever he eats too much wine.

The general said that when he was young, he also relied on his own physical strength, and it was good to sleep when he was drunk, and he never ate hangover soup, and after many years of accumulation, his spleen and stomach sat down and became ill, and he was not hungry at all.

The general said that it is not necessary to say that people who march and fight, it is common to be hungry and full, even if they are scholars, they can't raise their bodies so squeamish. ”

"That's how it is." Yun Jiao nodded knowingly.

"Nine girls, please call him again." Wan Nianqing said again.

At first, he really didn't understand why the young master always remembered the nine girls, but if he didn't understand it after a long time, then he might really ask the young master to knock his head and knock him stupid.

This time the young master was drunk, he helped the young master, and when the young master woke up, he would definitely praise him.

"Little Five?" Yun Jiao leaned forward and raised her voice: "Qin Xiaowu, wake up!" ”

Qin Nanfeng leaned on Wan Nianqing, still sleeping soundly.

"Nine girls, can you pat him on the face?" Wan Nianqing came up with an idea on the sidelines.

Yun Jiao stretched out her hand and patted Qin Nanfeng's face: "Little Wu? Xiao Wu, wake up, get up and eat hangover soup. ”

"Hmm...... Don't make a fuss......" Qin Nanfeng snorted, turned his head and fell asleep again.

"Nine girls, you don't get in the way with a little effort." Wan Nianqing instigated.

Anyway, the young master always knocks him or kicks him on weekdays, and this time he also asked the nine girls to clean him up, and when he woke up, he told him that the nine girls beat him, and he didn't have a temper.

Wan Nianqing thought it must be interesting.

"A little bit of effort?" Yun Jiao glanced at him.

"Uh-huh." Wan Nianqing nodded repeatedly.

Yun Jiao raised her hand, but she couldn't bear to fall: "It's okay, that side of the face is injured, if this side is also injured, then how can you see people?" ”

"Then the young master can't wake up." Wan Nianqing shook Qin Nanfeng as he spoke: "Young Master, wake up." ”

"Don't shake him, it's uncomfortable to shake him." Yun Jiao hurriedly stopped him.

"What should I do? You can't just do it, can you? "Wan Nianqing is in a dilemma.

"I'll do it." Yun Jiao rubbed her fingers, pinched the cheek on the side that Qin Nanfeng had not been injured, and pressed slightly.

Wan Nianqing is here, she can't pinch his waist and eyes in those private places, so she can only attack his face.

Well...... This face is soft and elastic, and it is quite easy to pinch.

"Hmm......" Qin Nanfeng frowned painfully and slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up, wake up." Wan Nianqing was overjoyed: "Nine girls, feed him quickly." ”

Yun Jiao retracted her hand, changed the bowl to her right hand, and brought it to his lips: "Come on, eat some hangover soup." ”

Qin Nanfeng didn't move, he looked at her with drunken eyes, and it seemed that he recognized her for a long time, and pulled out a smile: "Xiao Jiu......"

"Well, come, can you drink this bowl of hangover soup?" Yun Jiao touched his lips with the edge of the bowl and coaxed him softly.

Qin Nanfeng looked down at the bowl and paused for a moment before saying, "Hangover...... Good ......"

"Come on." Yun Jiao carefully fed him, and when she saw that he had swallowed it, she fed him another mouthful.

This time, Qin Nanfeng was also well-behaved, leaning on Wan Nianqing, and slowly drank a bowl of sobering soup from Yun Jiao.

"When you're done drinking, go to sleep." Yun Jiao glanced at the empty bowl and breathed a sigh of relief, this person is drunk and doesn't go crazy, and he doesn't talk much, he just buries his head in sleep, which can be regarded as a good service.

"Little Nine...... Don't you go......" Qin Nanfeng saw her retract her hand, suddenly became nervous, and raised his hand to grab her sleeve.

"I'm not leaving, you let go, I'll take the bowl out." Yun Jiao couldn't cry or laugh, and wanted to pull his sleeves back, but he pulled them tightly.

Wan Nianqing silently helped Qin Nanfeng to lie down, took the empty bowl from Yun Jiao's hand and went out without saying a word.

"Xiao Jiu, I still have something to say...... Listen to you...... Hear me out. Qin Nanfeng lay down and never let go, trying to look at her with somewhat blurry eyes.

"Xiao Wu, you're drunk, close your eyes and go to bed first, and then talk to me when you wake up, okay?" Yun Jiao patiently coaxed him.

I really don't understand how drunk he looks like this, looking very sleepy, where did he get the spirit to pull her to speak.

"I don't." Qin Nanfeng stubbornly refused, and reached out to hold her hand firmly.

Yun Jiao hurriedly pulled her hand back, but where did she pull it out?

As if dissatisfied with her movements, Qin Nanfeng let go of the hand that was pulling her sleeve and grabbed one of her hands with both hands: "Xiao Jiu...... Don't you think, don't think about running...... This ......"

Yun Jiao's face turned red, and he angrily hammered his chest twice with his other hand: "Qin Xiaowu, you let go of me." ”

But he ignored it at all, and said vaguely: "Westland, I will set up...... Lao et al...... and so on...... You're waiting for me...... I'll marry ......"

Yun Jiao only understood this, and the back was vague, even if she listened attentively, she couldn't hear clearly, and she didn't know what he was going to say.

After a while, his breathing stabilized, and it sounded as if he was asleep, and Yun Jiao wanted to withdraw his hand.

But who expected that after a slight movement, he noticed something, and his grip tightened.

Yun Jiao struggled twice and couldn't break free, so she could only sit there helplessly, and then withdraw her hand when he fell asleep.

Originally, he didn't care about the warmth from his palm, but after calming down, he couldn't care anymore.

Two big hands wrapped around her small hands, clinging to the back of her palms, and the constant warmth seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, making her palms sweat densely, and even her face burned badly.