Xuan Jiu carried a bowl full of chicken soup and walked into his room.

Ye Jin'er lay motionless on the bed, her chest did not rise or fall in the slightest, as if she was dead.

Xuan Jiu quickened his pace, placed the soup bowl on the simple wooden table, stood on the edge of the bed, bent down, and stretched out his hand to probe her snort.

However, before he could get closer, he was grabbed by a hand smaller than his.

By this time it was night, and the moonlight sprayed softly, poked through the door, and opened a moon shadow.

The cold wind swept through the branches of the leafy trees, causing the leaves to tremble, and the sound of swaying was continuous, like a ghost crying.

The room was dimly lit, and only the faint silhouette of the person on the bed could be seen, her hands folded on her abdomen, her body lying motionless.

Her breath is weak, her sleeping posture is meticulous, calm and elegant, like a long-standing habit, that kind of behavior is engraved in her bones, and no one can change her.

Suddenly, the sleeping person suddenly opened his eyes, I don't know if it was an illusion, a trace of heart-stirring red light suddenly flashed in her eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared and disappeared.

The corners of the man's lips in the darkness were slightly hooked, and his treacherous gaze fell on the weak boy, like a predator examining his prey, and the forest was cold and dark.

Xuan Jiu's body stiffened for a moment, and he used his hand to pull out his hand.

Turning around and picking up the bowl, his tone was still gentle and unwavering, "I warmed some chicken soup for you, you drink some and then go to sleep." ”

Ye Yanxun smiled lightly, reached out to take the bowl, and looked down at the chicken soup without saying a word.

There is a lot of soup in the bowl, the soup is very light, there is not much oil and water, and the chicken is only a star and a half, and I can't bear to look at it directly.

Not only is there not a trace of aura in the soup, but it is also full of impurities!

This kind of food, so embarrassed to give it to her?!

She won't eat it!

You won't touch it!

Hum!

Xuan Jiu coaxed lightly: "Eat a little bit, it will help your body recover." ”

Suddenly, a certain fairy's stomach rumbled, breaking the quiet atmosphere, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Ye Yanxun touched his stomach and glanced at Xuan Jiu again.

Oh, and forget she hasn't Bigu yet.

So, eat a little bit, should, probably, probably, maybe it will be fine, right?

After all, although this body is a little weaker, she likes it, she will take good care of her body, how can she be willing to let it starve?

Besides, this kid seems to want her to eat a little bit so hard, so he should give him face.

So, after a symbolic struggle, a certain immortal put the bowl to his mouth and took a sip.

The first bite, although not salty, tastes barely passable.

Then, Ye Yanxun frowned and poured a big mouthful, and before the soup paused in her mouth for a second, she spit out all the soup in her mouth with a "poof".

This...... This decoction pill!

"This is chicken soup?!"

Why does it smell rancid!

Ben Xian has never eaten anything in his life, but he has never eaten expired food.

Ye Yanxun held the bowl, and with an ugly face, he directly stuffed the bowl into Xuan Jiu's hand.

Well, she felt like she was going to be poisoned by this chicken soup!

My life is resting~

Seeing this, Xuan Jiu immediately stepped forward and snatched the soup bowl with a black face.

"Food is precious, it's the only nutritious thing in the house, you ...... Don't waste it.

Ye Yanxun: "Then tell me how long ago this soup was boiled." ”

Xuanjiu: "......"

Can he say that it was done three days ago? It feels like he might be killed if he speaks out.