The little girl's eyes looked towards Qingli beside her.

A handsome and gentle teenager who is eating with chopsticks in an elegant manner.

Caught off guard, he looked at Yan Yiyi's gaze, and then met her flushed face that was about to explode

"Princess, what's wrong with you?"

The burning pain in his mouth almost didn't let Yan Yiyi die on the spot.

She frantically searched for water on the table.

Sensing what she was looking for, Qingli's slender fingers stretched out and just held the teapot in his hand.

Yan Yiyi over there couldn't wait, and snatched the teapot from his hand.

Qingli's dark black pupils shook suddenly, and he almost blurted out: "Princess, beware"

"Poof—"

The hot water spread in her mouth, and Yan Yiyi spit it out directly.

The words that Qing Li blurted out also fell to the ground as Yan Yiyi spit out the hot water

"Hot."

After raising it for a day, the swelling that finally went down was perfect, and this time it was perfect, and it was high again.

First it was spicy, and this time it was scalded by the hot tea.

Yan Yiyi was teary-eyed.

It's really hard to rush, she is really miserable every day!

Hurry up and find her honey pot, she needs to find the honey pot to relieve the pain.

Woo woo –

Qingli sighed helplessly, and took the poor little girl in his arms, slender and white, with the smell of a scroll, and caressed her mouth that was rapidly swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, Yan Yiyi's mouth was still very painful, but she was caressed by the stunning man in front of her, hell, it didn't hurt at all?

Still a little numb?

The feeling of electric shock, soft, soft, warm, fragrant, smells better than the taste of honey.

Qingli took out a bottle of gyokuro paste from his bosom.

A fragrant and sweet smell came to the nose.

Qingli gently dipped her index finger in some jade dew ointment, broke the little girl's mouth open, and smeared medicine on her with a familiar car.

The man's expression was focused and serious.

The pink lips are like a layer of morning dew on top, which is crystal moist and exudes a charming luster.

It's tender and soft, and it looks delicious.

Qingli examined the injury in the little girl's mouth.

It's really a crystal doll that can be blown and broken, and it's very delicate.

The inside of a small mouth was blistered with boiling water.

"Does it hurt?"

He asked softly.

Originally, it hurt, but then this man made it, touched it, and applied medicine

Yan Yiyi only felt itchy, numb, and a little upset.

She blinked with big eyes and shook her head.

"It doesn't hurt?"

Qingli frowned.

No matter how good the medicine is, it will take some time to get better when applied to the wound.

It can't work that way.

Although this gyokuro ointment is the best medicine for Qingqiu.

The man's good-looking fingers pressed on a small bag in the little girl's mouth, and the force was very light.

Obviously, he still pays attention to strength, for fear of hurting the delicate little girl.

"And now?"

Yan Yiyi was so greedy by this fragrant finger that as soon as his mouth closed, he closed his good-looking fingers in his mouth!

That taste

Fragrant, sweet, sweeter than the honey she ate!

How can there be a man in this world who is sweeter than honey?

Qingli: ""

There was not much shock on the face of the good-looking dust.

After all, the little girl in front of her was still young, Qingli smiled and pulled out her fingers: "But the princess wants to eat candy again?" ”