Remember [800♂ Little ÷ Say → Network in one second.], wonderful free reading without pop-ups!

"Okay Xiaoxian, you're not a child anymore, so you'll make others see jokes!" Huangfu Xuan smiled and broke his body, and Xiao Xian paid attention to the other two people in the room, looking at them suspiciously.

Huangfu Xuan gave a brief introduction to several people, and Xiaoxian called out obediently: "Sister Princess, Senior Brother and Brother!" Some strange names caused the two of them to laugh, diluting the sadness and depression in the room just now.

Xue Ling on the bed sighed and woke up slowly.

Xiaoxian saw it first, and exclaimed with a smile: "Sister Princess! ”

Ling Fan and a few people surrounded him: "Xiaoling, are you awake, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Xue Ling touched his head that was a little dizzy, and looked at a few people in front of the bed for some reason, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Look at Ling Fan, it seems that this so-called senior brother knocked himself unconscious just now. His eyes moved to Xue Yue again, for this sister, I don't know what's wrong, I don't like it very much, I looked at King Xuan again, and I looked away with a slight sweep, and my heart that was finally calmed down was a little tingling.

Suddenly seeing the little fairy behind them, Xue Ling raised a smile: "Little Po Immortal, why are you here!" ”

Xiaoxian collapsed her face and leaned to the side of the bed: "Sister Princess, my name is Xiaoxian, not Xiaopoxian!" ”

"It's all the same, little broken child, little fairy, together they are little broken fairy!" Xue Ling's spirit came up, and he sat up and wanted to tease this kid, Xiaoxian's appearance is already very handsome now, and when he is older, he is a beautiful male killer who harms girls.

Seeing that she could still joke with Xiaoxian, the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, perhaps, the situation was not too bad.

Xiaoxian pouted, very cute, and was about to pull Xue Ling's wrist to check the pulse, but Xue Ling retracted his hand: "No need to diagnose, anyway, I won't live long!" ”

"Who said that!" Huangfu Xuan sat on the edge of the bed impatiently, and stroked Xue Ling's shoulders with both hands: "How can you say these frustrating words, you will be fine!" ”

Ling Fan and Xue Yue both turned their faces a little lonely, just looked at each other, and hurriedly turned their heads away.

The atmosphere in the room is somewhat subtle.

Xue Ling lightly patted King Xuan's hand, got up and prepared to get out of bed: "Thank you Lord Xuan for your concern, you're tired!" "I already knew in my heart that it must be the senior brother who had already said the antidote.

Huangfu Xuan's hand was empty, and he retracted his hand a little embarrassedly, and Xiaoxian pulled him over: "Brother Xuan, let's go out first, and wait for the princess's sister to freshen up, you look at her like this, how can she meet people!" As he spoke, he turned back and stuck out his tongue at Xue Ling.

Xue Ling raised his fist and was about to hit him, but Xiaoxian ran away with a smile.

Ling Fan also withdrew from the room, and Xue Yue walked to the side of the bed and helped Xue Ling: "Let my sister comb your hair in a beautiful bun, our sisters haven't been so close for a long time!" ”

Walking to the dresser, Xue Ling looked at himself with messy hair in the mirror, coupled with Xiaoxian's words just now, his face was flushed.

Xue Yue didn't seem to see Xue Ling's embarrassment, so she broke up her hair, combed it gently, and those scattered hair gradually became shapely, and the messy hair on her head became a beautiful bun in Xue Yue's skillful hands.

Xue Ling was originally a little resistant to this sister's touch, but looking at herself who was being taken care of more and more beautifully, her rejection of Xue Yue seemed to be less.

"Sister!" Xue Ling couldn't help but scream, where did she have brothers and sisters in the past, and it was impossible to experience this kind of relationship between sisters, this feeling, warm and intimate.

"Hmm!" Xue Yue responded, without the title of the imperial sister, the title of ordinary people made her feel different, sister, sister, Xue Yue silently thought in her heart, how good it would be if we were really born in an ordinary family.