Chapter 551: Little Seven VS Little Eight! 1
Medicine? Could it be that Nangong Jing is sick?
It's unlikely, right?
Qianqian bowed slightly towards Ziyan, turned his head and saw that a certain master had covered the whole person in the quilt.
Qianqian: "......", Qianqian waved her hand at Ziyan, Ziyan nodded slightly at her, then got up to leave, and when she walked past Qianqian, she whispered: "The prince has a fever--",
Qianqian: "!! βοΌ
Nangong Jing's body as strong as a cow can actually have a fever, it's too unusual!
Ziyan looked back at Nangong Jing, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but explain in a low voice: "The prince didn't know why last night, it turned out to be--",
"Purple Smoke!!" Nangong Jing spoke up to stop her from continuing, "If you say one more word, believe it or not, this king killed you?" β
How can you tell Qianqian about such a humiliating thing?
Qianqian: "......", it's completely a psychopath--
Qianqian looked at Ziyan and smiled faintly, and comforted: "It's okay, you can get busy first",
These days, because of Bao Xiaosheng's affairs, everyone is also lacking in skills, in order to let Bao Xiaosheng feel at ease in the ruthless villa, Hao Renyi's side also relies on Huangfu Xueying to maneuver.
Nangong Jing has always cared about these idle things, and he is also bitter.
After Ziyan bowed, he walked out of the door and closed the door with him.
Qianqian looked at the tempered master on the bed, smiled, stepped forward, sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the quilt, and didn't pull it.
What a man who is really awkward!
Qianqian tried her best to keep her tone soft, and said, "Why did the prince suddenly have a fever?" β
There was only one word to answer her: "Humph!" β
Qianqian: "......",
How old are they? It's so naΓ―ve!!
But I have long been accustomed to Nangong Jing's brain convulsions from time to time, and when he is arrogant, he is also patient, takes the medicine on the side, and stirs it,
"Get up and drink the medicine first", Qianqian tried the temperature of the medicine, and if you don't drink it, it will be cold, and the Chinese medicine has to be drunk hot, otherwise the taste will be more bitter, Nangong Jing is such a picky eater, I'm afraid it will be more difficult to drink,
But obviously a certain master didn't plan to deal with Qianqian at this time, thinking of Ziyan's words just now, Qianqian began to guess, why did Nangong Jing suddenly have a fever?
"Since you don't want to drink medicine, can I chat with you?"
The master continued to be silent......
Qianqian: "......", if you don't think about it, you have wronged him a little bit in this matter, after all, he has always been pampered and grew up, in fact, he also wants the wind to be windy, to be rainy, thinking that he has done so many things for himself, Qianqian is also patient, and continues to coax him: "Even if you want to be angry, don't joke with your body-"
"Do you care?" Nangong Jing suddenly said in a cold voice, his voice was full of complaints, "I didn't return last night, you actually fell asleep by yourself, and you didn't look for me, but every time you are gone, how can I close my eyes?" β
Qianqian: "......", Nangong Jing rarely refuted so reasonably for the first time that she was speechless,
In this way, she is really wolf-hearted.
Qianqian pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice, "Didn't I wait for you?" I feel like I've been waiting for a long time! β
As soon as the words fell, Nangong Jing had already lifted the quilt angrily and sat up, stared at Qianqian tightly, and accused viciously: "For a long time? I just went out for a spin and came back, and you didn't even notice me when I walked to bed! β
Shouldn't she be so guilty that she tosses and turns and can't sleep? Her indifferent appearance after the incident made him full of grievances and nowhere to vent.