Chapter 51: 051: I didn't plan to take care of you

"Emperor Shao, the medicine is cured." The servant knocked on the door and entered.

Nangong Yan Chi watched her finish the porridge before bringing the medicine bowl over.

An unpleasant smell of medicine came to her nose, Chu Yao couldn't help but raise her head back, covering her nose, she was very afraid of taking medicine, even if she sometimes had a cold and fever, she would choose the most clumsy method.

It's almost good to sleep under the quilt and get up and sweat......

"Drink the medicine and go back to sleep." Nangong Yan Chi picked up the spoon and brought it to her mouth.

The servant was surprised to see this, he had never seen the emperor feed people in person, and he was so gentle......

It seems that the person in front of him is a noble lord.

Nangong Yan Chi turned around, and the servant was startled, and hurriedly saluted and retreated.

Chu Yao's eyebrows and eyes were disgusted, thinking that it was herbs, and she wanted to vomit a little just by smelling the smell......

"So you're still afraid of hardship." He laughed.

Chu Yao covered her nose and really didn't want to drink.

"I'll feed you, it's not bitter." Nangong Yan Chi's eyes were bright.

Chu Yao shook her head, simply covered her head with the quilt, and was determined not to drink or take anything.

Nangong Yan Chi smiled, she also had such a childish side, raised her hand and raised her head to drink the medicine, and then lifted her quilt with her big hand and kissed it......

“……”

Before Chu Yao could be surprised, a bitterness in her mouth went straight to her throat, and she choked uncomfortably.

"Next time, if you don't take medicine well, I don't mind feeding you like this all the time." Nangong Yan Chi let go of her, sweetened the corners of her mouth with his tongue, licked the residual medicine in his mouth, and said as if he was a little unsatisfied: "It's very sweet." ”

Chu Yao's mouth was bitter, and he raised his hand to wipe his mouth, this madman is not normal again!

"Don't wipe it." After he finished speaking, he took her little hand away and kissed it again.

Chu Yao was almost tormented by his madman's behavior and wanted to kill.

"If you rub it, I'll kiss it." He said.

Chu Yao turned her face away angrily, and she really didn't dare to raise her hand to wipe it, it was she who suffered from the madman's calculations.

Nangong Yan Chi let go of her, his blue eyes revealing a satisfied gaze.

"You...... I'm going to sleep when I'm out. Chu Yao gestured, but her eyes didn't look at him.

"This is my room."

“……”

Chu Yao's face was cold, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she was about to get up when she supported herself.

"What do you do?" He stopped her.

"Go back to your room."

"You woman, we are all so familiar, what else do you have to be shy about." Nangong Yan Chi's eyes were ambiguous, and his tone was even more ambiguous.

Chu Yao was so angry in her heart that she wanted to vomit blood, and her eyes were full of anger: "I promised to work here with you, but I didn't promise to be your lover, please show some respect in the future." ”

Nangong Yan Chi shook his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "I have no intention of keeping you as a lover." ”

“……”

"Are you reminding me to do something to you......" he touched it, as if in thought.

“……”

Maniac, pervert, shameless!

Chu Yao had never seen such a cheeky person, so she grabbed the pillow at the head of the bed and smashed it at her......

The smile on the corner of Nangong Yan Chi's mouth deepened, he flashed slightly, the pillow crossed by him, and another pillow smashed, this time he didn't move, and his big hand took the pillow in his hand.

"Okay, I'll just go out." His voice revealed doting, and his big hand raised the pillow right in the middle of Chu Yao's head.

Chu Yao took the pillow down angrily, but the man had already turned around and walked to the door, opening the door and going out.

The room was quiet, Chu Yao stared at the head of the chicken nest and hugged the pillow, half a box of her resentful hands beating, as if the pillow was Nangong Yan Chi......