"It takes a day to go back to the royal city by carriage! Can this game be played?" After taking a tiger carriage from the Qifeng Grassland and then transferring to the long-distance carriage back to the royal city, Li Ang said the lines he had complained about when he was heading to the Qifeng Grassland.

The driver who pulled the cart happened to be the one who sent him last time, so the driver said kindly: "This traveler, you said so last time."

"Is that so? Then it will definitely be different next time." Li Ang said so and logged into the game.

There is no point in staying there, because the carriage has to run all day before it can reach the royal city. After getting on the carriage, even the person who goes off the carriage will move with the carriage, so Li Ang can get off the line with peace of mind.

Later, with the help of Mrs. Juventus, Li Ang completed the washing. Although she was still a little shy, with yesterday's experience, Li Ang was able to accept her service as safely as Mariya's own son. Of course, he still couldn't accept the fact that he was so shameless when he picked him up with a chamber pot. Fortunately, he had a toilet, so he didn't have to worry about convenient things.

Back on the bed, Mrs. Juventus helped him take off his top and trousers, then unbuttoned the fixing frame on his hands and feet, and finally carefully applied the healing potion to the wound. After applying a whole bottle of healing potion, half a bottle remained. After all, this kind of potion was designed in junior high school to heal greater trauma.

Only after applying the potion, Li Ang's adopted mother took off her coat, which made Li Ang unexpectedly.

"Ah! Godmother, what are you doing?" Before Li Ang could cover his eyes, Mrs. Juventus had already taken off all her coat and was wearing a pajama made of semi-transparent white yarn from the Eastern Kingdom.

"Go to bed with you. Didn't you say you like to bed with your mother during the day?" Mrs. Juventus said, happily drilling into the bed like a child who found something he loved.

"stop!!!!!"

Seeing his adopted mother plunging into the quilt, Li Ang hurriedly called to stop, so Mrs. Juventus could only obediently retreat from the quilt and stood beside the bed and looked at him in confusion.

"What's wrong... Li Ang, you don't want your mother to go to bed. Do you don't like your mother?" Juventus's face looked very ugly. After all, she was hated by her favorite child, so she was very sad.

Seeing that Maria's eyes were already shining tears, and the tears that were rolling could break the dam at any time, Li Ang hurriedly denied: "No, no! Of course, it's not that I don't like my godmother, but this..."

Before Li Ang finished speaking, Mrs. Juventus immediately turned sadness into joy and said happily: "So since that's the case, are you just willing to go to bed with me?"

"That's not!" Seeing this adopted mother who changed her face faster than a child, Li Ang really wondered whether she was teasing herself. This almost physiological defective emotional intelligence performance made Li Ang completely unacceptable.

Hearing Li Ang’s refusal, Mrs. Juventus said unhappy again: “But you said that you were willing to go to the room with your mother every day…”

"That's a lie! It's to deceive that old pervert!" He would just forget about taking other lies seriously, but he couldn't take this seriously, nor would his adopted mother take it seriously.

"Eh? Eh? Old pervert?"

"It's the king!"

"Is that true? Is that true?" Maria was a little unacceptable.

"Yes, it's just to deceive the pervert king. Don't be too careful!" Even though his adopted mother was unwilling to accept it, Li Ang still forced her to accept it.

"Then... go to bed..." Maria still didn't give up.

"No!" Li Ang refused very firmly.

Seeing that his child was determined to do so, Maria was at a loss and said, "Then... what should I do?"

"Go back to sleep!" Li Ang was speechless. Has his adopted mother never considered sleeping in his bed?

"Okay... OK." Mrs. Juventus accepted Li Ang's suggestion, then walked out of the room hesitantly, as if waiting for Li Ang to change his mind.

"My adopted mother!" Seeing that she was leaving so unresolutely, Li Ang felt that some things had to be said.

Sure enough, after Li Ang had just shouted that, she immediately rushed back and said, "What's wrong, what's wrong, are you still reluctant to leave your mother, do you still want to get on..."

"No!!!" Seeing her like this, Li Ang decided to say nothing, otherwise with her personality, she would have to come and squat in the middle of the night. "You go back to bed quickly! And you are not allowed to hide outside the room quietly! Do you know?!"

"Woo..." Mrs. Juventus sobbed unhappily, and finally withdrew from the room under Li Ang's tough gaze.

After Madam Juventus left for a while, Li Ang was scared at the door: "Don't hide, I know you're there!"

As for Maria's natural nature, if she was really there, she would definitely jump out and say "sorry". Li Ang waited for a while and found that there was no response. This time she really confirmed that she had left. After resolving the things she was concerned about, Li Ang could naturally sleep peacefully. After learning from yesterday's lesson, Li Ang took warm measures on the injured area.

This time, I was foolproof and I would definitely be able to sleep until dawn! Li Ang closed his eyes as he thought so.

...

The facts prove that the famous line "I am so stupid, really!" has a realistic basis. For example, Li Ang now wants to say this sentence most - he thought he could wake up until dawn, but this is very stupid, really!

Another famous line that Li Ang wanted to say is Adolf Hitler once said, "I-itting-itting-itting-itting-itting!!!". Yes, what he wanted to scream was not pain but itch. The itch that was like thousands of ants crawling around on their hands and feet, running back and forth in their flesh made him unable to sleep at all.

The pain just happened the day before, and the itchy one day later made him want to break his hands and feet. He could actually experience these two extreme feelings in one day apart, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Let's just say it's a good thing... Li Ang thought hesitantly. After all, itching means recovery of the injury, and the broken bones are healing again. As for the itchyness in the middle of the night, it is really nothing compared to the healing of the fracture.

From the afternoon exchange with the pervert king, Li Ang came up with the information that "his adopted mother has the ability to heal her wounds". Although it was just a guess, Li Ang felt 80% sure. Now that he was so itchy, it was naturally because the broken bones were healing at a high speed. As for whether the high speed healing was brought by his adopted mother or the bottle of healing potion, Li Ang couldn't tell the difference.

The prince gave me this healing potion, could it be to confuse me of the healing ability of my adopted mother?

Such a ridiculous idea flashed through Li Ang's mind and was then thrown out by him. Although the bullshit king was not good, his son was not bullshit. At least the things he did in the afternoon were quite like things that humans did. And from the prince's previous performance, his favor for the Juventus family was quite real, so Li Ang thought that the prince's desire to heal soon was real.

"But! This is really too damn itchy!!!" It's not a disease to be itchy, it's a life to be fatal! Li Ang just regrets that he doesn't have a charcoal pen in his hand, otherwise he would have thrown it to the ground with it to vent.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! I - itchy - itchy - itchy!!" Because I was afraid of causing secondary damage, Li Ang did not dare to put his hand on the bed and beat him to get rid of itch. So after holding it in for a long time, he still shouted out the famous line.

Although he felt much more comfortable after the roar, a familiar scene was staged again - a woman sobbing sound appeared outside the room. The familiar breathing sound made Li Ang feel confused. Looking at the thin shadow at the door, Li Ang knew that this was a big deal again.

"Hey, my adopted mother." Li Ang sighed, and decided to listen to what she said first. "Please go inside the house and cry."

Although there were tears on his cheeks, Maria stopped crying after entering the room.

"Didn't I ask you to go back to sleep? Why are you here again?"

Although he stopped crying, Maria was still a little embarrassed to speak: "I... I was going back to sleep, but when I lay in bed and thought, 'You may feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night', I... I couldn't sleep anymore, only... I can't stand here to feel at ease."

Although this explanation is very reasonable, after looking at her semi-transparent pajamas, Li Ang said, "Why are you here in your pajamas again?"

"I didn't change when I went back to bed, and then... I thought that you might feel uncomfortable, so I rushed over after getting up." Mrs. Juventus answered in detail, which was indeed in line with her standards of behavior.

"I'm not feeling bad, please go back to bed!" After asking, Li Ang planned to drive her back.

However, Mariya looked at Li Ang with a sad face and said, "But, didn't you say itchy just now?"

"I'm itchy below. Can you have a way if you say it?" Li Ang can use his left hand to pinch his legs. Li Ang has no way for the time being.

"Yeah!" Mrs. Juventus nodded quickly and said that there was a way, "I'll help you with the blow!"

"Hey!" Li Ang immediately felt inappropriate when he heard this wonderful statement.

"What's wrong? You're itchy, so I'll blow it for you. Isn't this right?" Mrs. Juventus was very puzzled by Li Ang's overreaction.

"No!" Of course it is not right! The two originally ordinary sentences of "Itchy below" and "Help you blow it" are simply too wrong when combined!

"Then what should I do?" Seeing that Li Ang denied so simply, Mariya had no idea for a moment.

“Go back to sleep.”

"But I can't sleep when I go back, and I'll be very, very worried!" Mrs. Juventus said as she touched her heart with her hands, and didn't know if she could touch her heartbeat through such a big chest. "Since you don't want me to blow for you, I'll be at the door. If you feel uncomfortable, call me at any time."

"Don't you go back to sleep?" Although Li Ang knew that what she said was just a waste, she still complained, and then took a look at her adopted mother. She was wearing a thinner gauze dress than yesterday. This thin dress was almost the same as not wearing it on nights when the temperature was less than ten degrees, so Li Ang was confused again.

Although he swore last night that he would never let the adopted mother go to his bed again, he still couldn't make up his mind to let his adopted mother go outside to drink the northwest wind. "You should go to my bed to sleep, but there is one thing: Don't talk nonsense!"

The reason why Li Ang was so embarrassed last night was that his godmother talked randomly. As long as she didn't talk randomly, it would be no big problem for everyone to sleep together.

"Yeah!" Mrs. Juventus nodded repeatedly, then wiped the tears on her face with a gauze. "Let me wipe my tears and sleep with you."

"Hello!!"

"Um..." Mrs. Juventus also knew that she was talking too much again, so she hurriedly covered her mouth.

Very cool!

After Mrs. Juventus entered the quilt, this was Li Ang’s first reaction. After all, he had taken measures to keep warm today. Mrs. Juventus blew the cold wind outside the house for so long, so this temperature difference is normal.

When Li Ang's hot and itchy hands and feet touched Maria's cold calves and lower abdomen, the comfortable coolness quickly penetrated into Li Ang's skin and bone marrow. The dry and itchy feeling of bone disappeared without a trace in an instant.

People often regard "like returning to my mother's arms" as a statement to modify comfort, which is precisely because it is indeed the most comfortable feeling in my mother's arms. At this time, I enjoy the most comfortable feeling and lose the trouble of itching. Li Ang lies on Maria for a long time and falls into a deep sleep.

The next day

Li Ang woke up early because of a sticky feeling on his face - he was prone to drool when he was sleeping on his stomach, and he would soak the pillow if he was not careful. Although Li Ang did not sleep on the pillow, the objects under him were soaked.

Well, the object under her is...Li Ang raised up with difficulty and then looked down. It was a snow-white steamed bun, decorated with this pink cherry, probably like a red dotted birthday bag for the New Year, but this size is obviously much larger than the birthday bag. This large birthday bag is covered with a layer of paper and a layer of wet paper... Well, it is not paper, it should be a wet white veil...

!!

Li Ang, who was a little more awake, immediately realized what he saw... No, he directly subjectively thought that he had seen nothing. Although the translucent yarn would become completely transparent after wet water, he thought that if he didn't see it, he wouldn't see it!

At this moment, Mrs. Juventus also woke up.

After finding that her breasts were soaked in saliva, she not only did not get angry, but instead said carelessly: "After so much saliva, do you want to eat your breasts? It doesn't matter, tell my mother that you can feed them at any time..."

"Hey!" Li Ang hurriedly interrupted her with a loud shout.

However, Mrs. Juventus seemed to have a wrong intention. She unbuttoned her clothes and comforted her: "Well, don't worry, I'll be here to feed you!"

"no!!!!!!!!!!!"

Under this shout, Li Ang's normal day in another world began again.
Chapter completed!