In Fengjiao's space farm, the moonlight is thick, and the evening breeze is cool and pleasant.

Inside the brewery, there is a faint intoxicating aroma of wine.

Ling Yuan bent over slightly, cherishing the little face he cherished the most, staring at her deeply, his eyes crushing all the stars.

His girl, the little face that was originally born to deceive the frost and snow, I don't know whether it is blushing or flushing at the moment.

He only felt that the way she blushed was better than the most beautiful moonlight and the strongest aroma of wine, and better than all the spring flowers and autumn moons.

Looking at her slightly red and swollen lips, a look of guilt flashed in his eyes: "Yes, I'm sorry, I have ...... here I've got medicine here, I'll give it to you right away......"

He said incoherently, and was also busy in an incoherent manner, and took out one jade bottle after another from his space: "I, I remember, I obviously have a bottle of medicine that has a miraculous effect on reducing swelling, how can I ...... Why can't I find it?! ”

It's not that he can't find it. It's because his eyes, his heart, and his mind are all occupied by his spring flowers and autumn moons, his stunning world, and his little cook, so that he has no energy to think about anything else.

He couldn't even read the words on the labels attached to the outside of the jade bottle.

Seeing him panicked to find medicine for her, fine beads of sweat appeared on the corners of his forehead, and the tips of his ears exposed under the long green silk were suspiciously red, Feng Jiao couldn't help but laugh.

She has seen him with a light breeze, she has seen him who is extremely cold in the face of the enemy, and she has seen him with his eyes shining when he eats delicious food, but she has never seen him so flustered.

With a smile in her eyes, she walked towards her beautiful face, took the initiative to raise her arms, tiptoed slightly, and approached him......

"Boom!" 88

Ling Yuan only felt that something in his brain had exploded.

If he still barely had three points of reason left when he was looking for medicine for her before, now, these three points of reason have been completely ground to the point that there is nothing left.

Half a quarter of an hour later, his little cook stood firm on his shoulders, and looked at him with gentle ripples in her eyes, "Do you feel better now?" Can you help me continue to find medicine? ”

His gaze, following her voice, fell on her lips, and he finally regained all his usual sanity.

As the initiator, he was distressed with a little guilt, and finally reined in his thoughts, and began to seriously help her find medicine and apply medicine, and the two of them tossed for another half an hour before Feng Jiao sent Ling Yuan out of the space.

The next day, Ling Yuan deliberately got up early in the morning and knocked on Feng Jiao's door.

He knew that his little cook was used to waking up early and didn't worry about her still sleeping.

There wasn't much time, and she opened the door.

She had finished washing up, finished her morning exercises, and was about to go to the courtyard to practice boxing.

"Ah Ling, why did you come to me so early? Is there something going on? She looked at him and asked with a smile.

Her beautiful face curled her lips and smiled, and her rather ambiguous gaze fell on her lips.

"I'll see if you're feeling better this morning after using my medicine."

Maybe it was because he rested a little late last night and drank alcohol, so his voice sounded a little hoarse......