Feng Tianyou retracted his gaze and didn't say anything, just said lightly, "Thank you, Miss Shuang'er." ”

"Hurry up and drink it, this soup can help wound healing, this is a potpourri cake, you can eat it too."

Feng Tianyou picked up the piece of potpourri cake and tasted it lightly, the taste was fresh and fragrant.

After eating one piece, he picked up the bowl of soup again, and although it tasted a little weird, he still drank it in one go.

Lin Zishuang watched him eat it, and there was nothing uneasy.

"Mr. Feng, then you can have a good rest."

Lin Zishuang held the bowl, her movements were neat, and she exited Feng Tianyou's room, like a dutiful nurse.

Feng Tianyou lay on the bed and looked at the injury on his arm.

In fact, he was only hit by a bullet, and he was not injured, so he didn't think there was a big problem.

It's just that when I think of the situation at that time, I have some lingering palpitations.

If the person who was injured at that time was Lin Zishuang, how should he explain to the Spirit Clan?

Fortunately, she was not injured, which made Feng Tianyou feel a little comforted in his heart.

But after a while, drowsiness hit, Feng Tianyou couldn't hold on anymore and closed his eyes.

In another place, the old lady prescribed a recuperation prescription for Suning Yan, which was a hundred times more difficult to drink than Feng Tianyou.

But my grandmother said that this is prescribed for her physique, and it is currently to clean her body of toxins.

Suningyan thought that because she wanted to use her own blood to raise Gu for Zhuo Junyue, not to mention that it was unpleasant, it was highly poisonous, and she had to drink it.

Her brows were deeply furrowed, and Zhuo Junyue watched from the side, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.

Don't talk about drinking it, he sat on the side, and he could already smell how weird the smell of the medicine was.

Watching her drink it, she looked like a warrior who was going to die.

He hurriedly stuffed a candied fruit into her mouth, and after Suning Yan ate the candied fruit, he still felt bitter in his mouth.

She was about to find water to drink, when she was suddenly hugged by Zhuo Junyue and kissed her fiercely.

He forcefully opened her teeth, as if to sweep away all the bitterness in her mouth.

Suningyan gasped lightly, only to feel that his head seemed to be blank all of a sudden.

Zhuo Junyue's kiss was like a tsunami hit, so intense, she seemed to be about to get drunk.

After a while, Zhuo Junyue let go of her slightly, as if comforting, and sucked her lips lightly.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking at her silly appearance, he only felt cute.

"Wife, do you still feel bitter?"

Ning Yan shook his head and inhaled heavily.

After a while, she realized that she was actually being beaten by him again.

This demon is already handsome, and when he laughs, he simply fascinates all beings and makes people fascinated.

She pushed him away, a little embarrassed, "Old... Husband, don't be like this. ”

Zhuo Junyue took her back into his arms, "What are you afraid of?" There's no one else here, wife, are you still shy? ”

Uncle Zhuo! Do you dare not to be so direct?

She... She's shy, so what?

It's just that these words are so embarrassing that Ning Yan can't say it.

Zhuo Junyue hugged her and lay down on the bed, "Okay, wife, go to sleep." ”

After Ning Yan drank the medicine, she only felt that her stomach was warm, and she pillowed on Zhuo Junyue's side, and soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight hung brightly in the sky, and the temperature was still cold in early spring.

Suningyan only felt a dark pain in his stomach, and couldn't help but sit up from the bed.

Zhuo Junyue also woke up, looking at her face wrong, "Wife, are you okay?" ”

Ning Yan was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't take care of it so much, "Husband, my stomach hurts, you accompany me to the toilet, I can't help it." ”()

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