Now I really want to lift my fingers, but I can't lift my fingers.

She looked nervously at Duan Yiyao walking towards her step by step with a medicine bowl.

I shouted in my heart, "Get out, don't come here."

However, Duan Yiyao couldn't hear the voices of resistance in her heart at all.

walked straight over, lifted his robe, and sat on the edge of Yun Mumu's couch.

Then he boldly lifted Yun Mumu's upper body, half-hugged her in his arms, and let her head rest on his shoulder.

During the whole process, Yun Mumu wanted to resist, but he was helpless, and he couldn't move his fingers.

This posture made Yun Mumu very evil, and as soon as she looked up, she could see Duan Yiyao's hypocritical face, which made her dislike it very much.

Yun Mumu's body stiffened, and a smile tried to pull out on his delicate little face, "His Royal Highness King Jing, it's good for this palace to come by yourself." ”

Lying in this man's arms, it was as if he had been encircled by a cold poisonous snake, and he felt that he could be directly bitten to death anytime and anywhere.

Duan Yiyao smiled gently and dotingly, "Your body is inconvenient, so I'll feed you." After speaking, he used a small spoon and began to feed Yun Mumu.

Yun Mumu couldn't care about how smelly and bitter this medicine was at the moment, her mind was hurrying to finish drinking, and quickly let this man get away.

She looked at the little spoon that had been fed to her mouth, a little bigger, and he had scooped half a spoon so small.

So, when will you feed the medicine for such a big night?

She opened her mouth and drank the spoonful of medicine into her mouth with a shy expression.

Wow, it's as bitter as I imagined.

Her little face twisted into a ball, and she swallowed the bitter medicine.

Duan Yiyao saw that she had obediently drunk the medicine, the smile on his face deepened, and he slowly scooped another spoonful and fed it to Yun Mumu's mouth.

Yun Mumu's little face wrinkled bitterly, and tears were contained in his eyes.

But Duan Yiyao turned a blind eye, and that posture was bound to pour all this bowl of bitter medicine soup into her stomach.

Yun Mumu had no choice but to drink the bitter medicine fed by Duan Yiyao one bite at a time.

This mouthful is more bitter than the last mouthful.

She could also clearly feel a little dregs on her tongue, and she was trembling all over her body in an instant.

This hypocrite did it on purpose, absolutely on purpose.

It was too bitter, the bitter Yun Mumu raised her head, and a line of tears rolled down directly, and she felt that every breath of her air had a bitter taste.

Looking at Duan Yiyao again, he still had a breezy smile, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth became worse and worse.

This made Yun Mumu seem to reach out and punch him, knocking away the smile on his face.

Sang Ju, who was standing on the side, bowed his head and stood like a statue.

Actually, she was looking at the shadow of Yun Mumu and Duan Yiyao sitting in their arms on the ground.

In her ears was the man's gentle voice, and the familiar and intoxicating sandalwood scent.

She bit her lip secretly, and the jealousy in her heart was about to devour her whole person.

A small bowl of medicine could have been fed with a few spoons, but Duan Yiyao fed it little by little, and fed Yunmu more than twenty spoons.

He did it on purpose, deliberately to make Yun Mumu suffer for a while.

Yun Mumu scolded him a thousand times in his heart, and finally drank the bowl of medicine in full.