Chapter 170: The Attachment That Can't Let Go of (10)

When he packed up his mind and returned to the living room, the noodle soup in the man's bowl had already condensed into a ball, as if he hadn't moved at all during the time the woman had left, just sitting in the same place and waiting for him to come back.

When he saw the woman appear in the corner of the corridor, the man's blue eyes regained their clarity, and the whole person looked quietly, not wanting to take his eyes off the woman for a moment.

The woman smiled lightly, as if the panic in the kitchen did not exist before, her eyes inadvertently swept over the man's bowl, and she found coldly that the noodles in the man's bowl were congealed into lumps, and her brows suddenly twisted, ".... Don't you like to eat? ā€

Could it be that she is thinking too much?

If Ah Mo was really interested in her, how could he not eat the noodles she cooked with her own hands?

Now it's condensed into one ball after another....

What's interesting about her?

The man was stunned for a moment, his eyes slipped dazed, but just in the blink of an eye, he immediately reacted to what the woman was referring to, his eyes fell on the noodles in his bowl, and a touch of panic suddenly slipped through the bottom of his pupils, ".... I—I didn't...."

He just wants to wait for Ayin to come back and eat together, as long as he stays with Ayin, it doesn't matter what he eats, not to mention that this is still the noodles that Ayin specially cooked for him, how could he not like to eat them??

"Then you don't eat it?" The woman looked visibly incredulous.

At this moment, the man, who had always been calm, suddenly panicked, and looked at the woman's questioning eyes, and the man's whole body stiffened.

The next moment.

The man didn't dare to make a sound again, quietly lowered his head and ate the noodle soup in the bowl after a while, and he didn't even have time to wipe off the soup stains on his mouth, so he raised his eyes and looked at the woman with a pitiful face, and at the end he didn't forget to repeat it again, ".... Ayin's boiled noodles are delicious. ā€

Whisper: "....." Hehe, she will only believe this when she is blind!

After the two of them finished eating the noodle soup one after the other, Qingyin went to the ice cave in the castle and began to prepare the items he needed to heal.

Si Yunling was forced to stay in the bedroom for a lunch break, and then with the help of the servants, he began a medicinal bath, slowly opening the pores of the whole body, activating the meridians around the body, and preparing for the acupuncture treatment in the evening.

So, when Si Yunling saw the light sound again, it was already midnight and early morning.

Lying quietly on the operating table in the treatment room, Si Yunling looked at the woman next to him who was busy preparing the potion, without the slightest guard in his eyes.

On the contrary, the white butler who had been standing aside was anxious with cold sweat on his forehead, especially when he saw the special wild bee tail needles densely placed on the table next to the woman, and the whole person was not good.

Holy!

Those wild bee tail needles are just one or two pierced into the body, which is enough to make people allergic to the whole body, and even cause heart palpitations.

Is this saving people or killing people.....

What's more, is his master's reaction a little abnormal now?

Shouldn't you be nervous, impatient, or questioning at this time?

Why do you look like you don't care at all, like someone else is going to get a needle on the go?

How does this ease of fascination manifest itself?

On the contrary, he, a bystander, was about to jump to his throat, and at this moment, his palms were full of cold sweat, and he couldn't wipe it anymore, so he almost fainted nervously.

"Ahem...."The old man really couldn't help it, ".... Miss Qingyin, doesn't Amo's legs need to be treated? Why is it now a systemic treatment again? ā€

As soon as the words came out, the man lying on the experimental table followed the sound and looked at the old man, and his eyes suddenly showed dissatisfaction.

Old man: "......."