Nalan Jinxiao instructed Li Yue beside him, "Bring the few herbs I got a few days ago." ”

Xiao Qianmeng felt a little powerless in the face of this man: "I said that you don't have to worry about it, there is no relationship between us anymore, I don't want to owe you favors." ”

Nalan Jinxiao couldn't help but tighten this hug: "Grandma, everything is what I am willing, I don't need you to pay it back, don't you refuse me, okay?" ”

The atmosphere was instantly delicate, and the two were relatively speechless. At this time, Li Yue walked in with the herbs, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere.

Nalan Jinxiao took the medicinal herbs: "You all stand down." ”

Li Yue left with a group of people, closed the door, and left space for the two to be alone.

Nalan Jinxiao gently placed Xiao Qianmeng on the ground, as if she was caring for precious porcelain, for fear that it would be broken if she bumped into it.

"Grandma, bear with me a little longer, just get some sleep."

Xiao Qianmeng was stunned when he heard this, what did he mean, what did he want to do?

Before she could react, it was another familiar feeling, and she was dizzy again, bastard!

Nalan Jinxiao waved his hand and placed a formation, isolating the sound of the outside world, turning Xiao Qianmeng's back to him and sitting cross-legged behind her.

The hands gathered together, and a white aura with a little gold slowly gathered among the two of them, and was transported into Xiao Qianmeng's body.

The medicinal herbs on the side poured into this air flow as if they had received some sense. The medicinal herbs were slowly refined in this air flow, running wildly.

The essence of the medicinal herbs was extracted little by little, and as the air flow converged towards Xiao Qianmeng's body, the medicinal herbs that had been extracted from the essence lost their luster and aura, and turned into powder and dissipated.

Nalan Jinxiao's movements were still non-stop, his eyes were closed, and a thin sweat oozed from his full forehead.

After a long time, Nalan Jinxiao withdrew his strength, slowly opened his eyes, and caught Xiao Qianmeng, who had fallen by inertia. Pick it up and gently place it on the bed, carefully covering it with the quilt.

Nalan Jinxiao sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the woman on the bed gently, she was so good-looking. That little face is not powdered, the skin is fair, and it has just experienced a disease, and some of the white lips show a sickly beauty.

Nalan Jin was obsessed with it, and stretched out his hand to trace her eyebrows and eyes, his eyes focused and affectionate. Grandma, how did you come to be so beautiful?

He knew he was going to be in her hands for the rest of his life. Nalan Jin leaned over and emotionally dropped a kiss between her eyebrows.

Grandma, I was born for you, and I can't escape it from birth.

Xiao Qianmeng's eyebrows suddenly appeared a mark of the flower on the other side, as if it had been sensed by something, it flashed with golden light, and it dimmed.

Nalan Jinxiao quietly stared at the mark between his eyebrows, and suddenly seemed to think of something, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched his fingertips on the mark between Xiao Qianmeng's eyebrows, and the mark disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Nalan Jinxiao buried her head in her neck, sniffed the smell of her body, and smiled with satisfaction.

Suddenly, the woman under her seemed to move, and Nalan Jinxiao quickly got up and left the room in a hurry. When he brought the door, he glanced at the woman on the bed nostalgically and reluctantly turned his head.