"Spicy!"

Qingye muttered, his voice hoarse, as if suppressing his crying.

The sleepy Hu Lalai frowned, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Spicy."

With another low call, Qingye stretched out his hand and covered Hu La's delicate face, and everywhere he went, Qingye's eyes were full of love.

In the room, the strong fragrance of peach blossoms was permeating, and Qingye reached out to help Hu Lala up from the bed, slightly blinded, and covered it.

Fragrant, good fragrant taste.

In the coma, Hu Spicy smelled a smell, which was the aroma of peach blossoms.

The familiar aroma made her feel comfortable, and the meridians seemed to be opened, so easy that she wanted to moan.

What to do, a low groan overflowed from Hu La's lips, and in the next moment, she felt that she was almost swallowed.

It's a strange feeling.

Hu Lala felt as if he was about to melt, although it felt strange, but there was a strange sweetness in his heart.

"Little vixen, don't wake up again, pick your skin."

The threatening voice sounded, Hu Lalai felt a chill down his spine, and the next moment his mind was instantly sober.

"Who dares to pick the skin of this baby?" Hu Lala rolled over from the bed and asked angrily.

Looking at Hu Lala, who was resurrected with full blood, the corners of Qingye's lips hooked slightly, and then his eyes flickered, and he fell in front of Hu Lala.

Hu Lala was still in a daze, and Qingye fell to her side and made a muffled sound, which frightened her into an instant scream.

"Ah...... Night. Hu Lalai pounced and shook the man beside him, his eyes full of worry and panic.

"Wake up, wake up." Hu slammed Qingye, she didn't know why, watching Qingye faint, her heart would be suffocated.

"Mother~" Hu Lalai shouted in a panic, got out of bed and dragged Qing Ye to the bed, and waited until Qing Ye was put on the bed, Hu Lalai smelled the bloody smell hidden under the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"Ah......h

"Spicy." Liu Shi said anxiously, almost fainting when he saw Hu Lala's hands full of blood.

"Dad, go get a doctor, Qingye is injured." Hu Lalai called out in a hurry, Hu Badao was about to turn around when he heard it, and then he immediately stopped when he thought of something.

"Wang Gongzi, can you please trouble Dr. Cui to come in and have a look."

Doctor Cui was still polite before vomiting, but after Wang Qingyun's words fell, he entered Hu Lala's room without delay.

Hu Lala's resurrection was full of blood, and he was surprised a lot by the appearance of nothing at first glance, but before he could be surprised, he was startled by the blood stains on Qingye's arms and chest.

"Quick, bring in some scissors and hot water."

Dr. Cui stepped forward and motioned for Hu Lala to get out of the way, then began to command, and then checked Qingye's pulse.

There were scissors in Hu Lala's room, and they were immediately handed to Dr. Cui, and Liu went down to prepare hot water.

When Dr. Cui cut off Qingye's bloody clothes, Hu La's mouth couldn't close.

Qingye's sturdy body was covered with several hideous knife wounds and arrow wounds, and there were some black stained blood where the wounds were cracked.

Seeing the night in front of him, Hu felt the pain in his breathing, his hands tightly covered his mouth, and tears flashed in his eyes.

"These wounds are poisonous."

Dr. Cui threw down a sentence, so that the tears in Hu Lala's eyes couldn't be wrapped in an instant and slipped down.