Jiang Ting's mood was not very good, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard Feng Limo's words.

"The little prince's concern is really special, it makes people want to punch him to death."

“……”

"Why don't you know what to do with this woman..."Feng Limo twisted his thick eyebrows and said, halfway through his words, when he saw Jiang Ting's bloodless cheeks, he subconsciously softened his heart, closed his mouth, and then muttered.

"Forget it, good men don't care about little women."

Jiang Tingting picked up the cup in her hand, her eyes were crooked, she already wanted to invite Feng Limo to eat the cup, she was just about to smash it.

Seeing the wind lying on the windowsill, he took out a bag of small things in a paper bag from his arms and stuffed them over.

"Do you have to drink medicine every day, I saw that the medicine was black and bitter, so I got you some preserved fruit."

Feng Limo couldn't help but wrinkle his face when he talked about the medicinal juice, a little disgusted.

Jiang listened to the slight movement of her eyelashes, and the hand holding the cup loosened slightly, and she opened the small paper bag, and there was a round preserved fruit inside.

"You taste it, it's sweet but not sour."

Feng Li opened his lips and watched the woman's jade-white slender fingers twist up a piece of preserved fruit and put it in her mouth, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl.

The young man's smile is warm, bright and hot.

"Isn't it sweet, if you eat a few pieces after drinking the medicine, you won't feel bitter."

Jiang listened to the sweet and soft preserved fruit, looked at the wind and desert, and smiled carelessly.

"How do you know that the medicine I drank is still very bitter?"

"That'......"

Feng Limo scratched his head with dodgy eyes, he wouldn't lie, so he was sluggish for a moment before blushing.

"I was curious and tasted it."

Looking at the young man's awkward and sincere expression, Jiang Tingting's anger in his heart dissipated slightly.

"The little prince is not sick or painful, what kind of medicine do you taste."

"You care about me."

I don't know if it was Jiang Tingting's expression or the words that poked at him, Feng Limo's expression was a little embarrassed.

Jiang raised his lips silently, and the next second he felt an itchy throat, and coughed twice with a wrinkled face.

Seeing this, Feng Limo subconsciously wanted to reach out to help her breathe, but because he couldn't reach it while standing outside the window, he directly retracted his hand after coming back to his senses, and his eyebrows were frowned.

"You... Are you okay, it's been a few days, why are you still coughing, are you women in the Central Plains as sick and weak as you. ”

The young man's disgusting tone revealed a bit of concern.

Those dark eyes locked on her, as if they were afraid that she would suddenly pass out like before.

When it comes to this body, Jiang is angry when she hears it, is this what she thinks, grinds her teeth slightly, and says patiently:

"No way, I've been such a sick and weak body since I was a child, and I'm used to coughing."

Feng Limo really couldn't hide any emotions on his face, he twisted his eyebrows, his eyes crossed a little distress, and then shook his head, looked at her seriously, organized various words in his mind, thinking that he should appease her, but the words came to his lips:

"Have you coughed since you were a child, you didn't cough to death, it's so powerful."

“……”

The air was quiet for a while, and Jiang Tingting's eyes were gloomy, and his face was very successful without any expression.

That is, if you can't speak, you can really shut up.

"Is it amazing, I have more powerful ones, do you want to try it."

Jiang listened to those peach blossom eyes bent like a crescent moon, which looked really beautiful and eye-catching, harmless and charming, but there was hidden danger.

Thorny delicate roses.