"A few more baked cakes, fresh meat!"

Shopkeeper Tang smiled and responded: "No problem." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the innermost room.

A group of four people, the blindfolded beautiful man, gave him the strongest sense of oppression.

Therefore, when choosing a candidate to sign up, his first reaction was the two in front of him.

As long as there is something to eat, it is easy to handle.

Half an hour later.

Su Ruotang slowly opened his eyes.

When I moved slightly, my waist and limbs hurt terribly.

The gunners have already gotten up.

She thumped the futon in a huff.

It's so angry!

Apparently she was punishing him.

As a result, the one who was punished in the end became himself!

What's going on!

"Madame is not satisfied with her husband's attitude of admitting his mistake last night?"

A mellow and beautiful male voice came from the window.

Su Ruotang turned his head.

The white undershirt was draped casually on his body, and the man of Zhilan Yushu sat by the window, roasting tea around the fire.

The coldness between the eyebrows and eyes dissipated, revealing laziness.

The black hair was untied, casually draped over the shoulders and hung down to the waist and chest.

The cold white and delicate wrist bone, wrapped around a brightly colored red rope, hangs down the coarsely carved but high-quality lilac jade cat.

Originally, the immortals who were high above and did not stain the dust were instantly stained with red dust and fireworks.

Every move, elegant and noble.

Su Ruotang was shaken by the man.

It took a while to come back to his senses from the magnificent man, and he glared at him angrily: "You call it admitting mistakes?" ”

Mo Yingyan fumbled for the teapot.

Slender fingers, perfectly staggered the teapot and fell towards the grill.

Su Ruotang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously got up and ran to him, "Be careful!" ”

Her tail note hasn't quite fallen yet.

Mo Ying let out a muffled snort, and her slender fingers clenched tightly.

Su Ruotang ran to his side and pulled his finger to check.

The tone seems to be reproachful, but in fact it is more distressed, "Such a big person, why don't you know how to be careful......"

Looking at the blisters on the man's cold white fingertips, Su Ruotang took out the scalding cream from the medical space.

Carefully rub it on the man's fingertips.

The faint coolness gradually dispels the burning pain of the fire.

Mo Yingyan's godless but bewitching red eyes revealed a hint of grievance, "I want to pour tea for Madame." ”

"This is a special fruit tea in Yunshan County, which is good for women's health."

Only then did Su Ruotang realize that there was a faint medicinal fragrance in the room.

She looked up, her voice trembling a little, "You roasted tea just to give me a drink?" ”

Mo Yingyan sighed lightly, fumbled to take her hand, and led her to get up.

Hold the person on your lap.

Mo Yingyan rested his chin on Su Ruotang's neck and spoke softly, "Little Begonia, follow me, you have suffered." ”

Su Ruotang's eyes swelled slightly.

She stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around the man's lean waist: "Mo Yingyan, you can't die." ”

Mo Yingyan kissed her lightly on her neck, and did not respond to her directly, "Silly girl......"

Su Ruotang blinked and swallowed the tears that came to his eyes.

She closed her eyes and leaned on Mo Yingyan's shoulder, not knowing whether to comfort him or cheer herself up, "I won't let you die." ”

Mo Yingyan wrapped her hands around her slender waist and hummed lowly.

An hour later, the two of them, who had eaten and drunk enough, came back with a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts after registering.

Su Ruotang sat by the window and opened the medical book, picked up the fruit tea and took a sip.

Hearing footsteps, subconsciously look out the door.

When I saw the outfit of the two clearly, a sip of fruit tea almost squirted.

She hurriedly swallowed the tea and stared at the two of them with a strange expression.

Mo Yingyan leaned lazily on the low table with one hand on his forehead.

Between his slender jade-like fingers, he pinched a black chess piece.

Ding Yuxi ignored Su Ruotang's strange face, and fried chestnuts with sugar and spoke: "Friend, the husband you are looking for has problems with his eyes and brain. ”

Sheng Han hooked Ding Yuxi's shoulder, picked up a chestnut from his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, "How do you think he has a problem with his brain?" ”

Ding Yuxi took it for granted: "Have you ever seen a blind man play chess? ”

Sheng Han: "I've only seen a blind man lighting a lamp and wasting oil." ”

Ding Yuxi concluded: "That blind man playing chess is a waste of ......" chess.

Before the last word could be spoken, the two of them flashed to the side in unison.

A black, cold-glowing object shot through where the two had just stood and into the door frame.

Penetrating.

Ding Yuxi hugged the chestnut that was almost knocked over, and his heart palpitated, "I almost went to find Grandpa Ding Mo." ”

Sheng Han glared at Mo Yingyan: "I don't know how to respect the elder at all." ”

Mo Yingyan's voice was indifferent and cold: "The premise of respecting the elderly is to love the young. ”

In other words, you don't know how to love children.

I don't have to respect the elderly.

Ding Yuxi hugged the chestnuts away from Sheng Han: "I'm not old, I don't need respect." ”

"He's old, just respect him."

After the words fell, he approached Mo Yingyan: "Friend, husband, you take off the white silk, and I'll look at your eyes." ”

Mo Yingyan subconsciously distanced herself from him.

After a pause, his cold white fingertips slowly hooked the white silk covering his eyes.

The white silk gradually fell, and the pair of gorgeous red eyes were revealed.

It's like a pearl covered with a layer of white mist, which is regrettable.

Ding Yuxi took a closer look, put down the sugar-fried chestnuts in his hand, grabbed Mo Yingyan's wrist and began to explore the pulse.

Mo Yingyan's eyebrows furrowed, allowing him to take the pulse again and again.

Sheng Han bent down and picked up the fried chestnuts with sugar, and said coolly while eating, "Is there any salvation?" ”

After a while, Ding Yuxi let go of his hand and looked at Su Ruotang with a solemn face.

Su Ruotang thought that Mo Yingyan's eyes had no rule of law for the time being, and he didn't force it, "It doesn't matter if it can't be cured now, when we find the Heart Devouring Gu, we can cure it." ”

Ding Yuxi's expression was solemn, but the words he asked were:

"Do you know how to draw?"

Su Ruotang was stunned: "Drawing? ”

Sheng Han Youyou added: "We went to Baihua Villa today to sign up, and the first day of the competition was Zhi. ”

"Wisdom?" Su Ruotang was puzzled, "What does that have to do with painting?" ”

Ding Yuxi's face was broken: "The relationship is big, the topic we drew is rolling lights." ”

Su Ruotang was even more puzzled: "Rolling lights? What's that? ”