Chapter 57: The Prince's Little Cutie 11

"Hmmm......"

Su Nuo only felt a little top-heavy, even if he opened his eyes and looked at the ink flowing frost, he would feel a little ghosted.

"I want to sleep."

Small voice, soft, delicate.

Her mouth. Ba skimmed, the tails of his eyes drooped slightly, and his apricot eyes were soon filled with tears.

Like an abandoned rabbit, aggrieved, especially her voice, the end of which is glutinous and long.

Such a sweet and soft voice, what should I do if I just want to compromise??

All of a sudden, Ink Cream's face turned black again.

"Drink the medicine."

Those hellish emotions are really irritating.

Ink Cream's brow was tightly wrinkled, revealing impatience and irritability.

Su Nuo, who was lying on the bed, felt the displeasure of the ink flow cream, and immediately shrank his neck.

Tremblingly, he sat up slowly, and took the decoction in Mo Liushuang's hand with both hands.

As soon as it was brought to my lips, I smelled the bitter taste of the decoction, and immediately my nose was sour, and tears flowed down my eyes.

Ink Cream: ???

Why are you crying again? Didn't do it yourself?

The ink flowing frost has deep black eyes, and when looking at Su Nuo, it is inevitable that there will be a little scrutiny.

Faced with such an ink flow cream, Su Nuo's eyes widened, and she became even more panicked.

Mo Liushuang looked displeased, and he didn't understand why she was crying, and in his heart, there would be that feeling of pain, which came one after another.

It's not yourself.

"What are you crying about?"

Mo Liushuang asked coldly, he lowered his eyes, trying not to look at Su Nuo, for fear of scaring her.

"This bitter ...... I don't want to drink. ”

Su Nuo's eyes were filled with tears, her nose was red, and she looked even more aggrieved.

"It's bitter in my mouth."

She herself doesn't know why, after hitting her head in the mouth. Barry is bitter.

Ink Cream: ......

It seems that she was fed Tianzhi pills before to make her feel her mouth. Bitter.

Tsk, it's really a squeamish bag.

Mo Liushuang frowned, got up and walked outside, pushing open the door.

"Someone."

With Mo Liushuang's order, the originally empty courtyard instantly stood with many people.

Obviously, it was already deep at night, and these girls were dressed neatly one by one, as if they were on call at any time.

"Go and bring some candied candies."

Ink Frost's voice was a little low, and he lowered his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of imperceptible irritability.

"Yes!"

After the servants agreed, after a while, a few maids stood in front of Ink Flowing Frost with delicate boxes.

Only when the ink flow frost agrees, they will bring it in.

"Give it to me."

Ink Cream lifted her eyelids slightly and opened her hand.

One by one, the maids showed surprise, but they still held their breath and put the big and small boxes in their hands on the hands of Ink Flow.

"Let's go down!"

Ink Frost took her things and went back to her room.

The servants in the courtyard looked at each other, and they didn't dare to talk to each other, they looked at each other a few times, and went down again silently.

In the courtyard, silence was restored, with a faint moonlight, flowing clearly on the ground.

After Mo Liushuang entered, he suddenly found the little fool, still holding the bowl in both hands, looking at it with a sad face.

Mo Liushuang approached and arranged the large and small boxes in his hand in front of Su Nuo one by one.

Su Nuo tilted her head, and in her apricot eyes, there was a clear mist, and she was a little puzzled.

"What is this?"

A soft little voice, sweeter than sugar.