Queen Nie Xieyu's attitude towards her is very strange
After a while, a subordinate knocked on the door and came in with a bowl of porridge.
Jin Zangye's stomach growled a little, and he felt hungry after he relaxed.
Nangong Jing looked at his subordinates in confusion, "Why is there only one bowl?"
There are three of them
The subordinate was so frightened that he quickly explained, "Master Nie asked me to bring it in to Miss Wanyan!"
Nangong Jing was even more puzzled, why did Nie Xieyu treat Wanyan Jiyou so well?
"I'm starving! Bring it here quickly!" Wanyan Jiyou shouted
She exercised too much throughout the night, and her stomach had been singing for a long time.
Although I don’t know how Nie Xieyu, who looks very evil and weird, can be so careful.
But she was too lazy to think about it. What happened tonight made her brain almost explode.
Jin Zangye said to Nangong Jing, "Let's go have something to eat too."
Nangong Jing put away his curiosity, nodded, and the tall figure stood up from the chair.
Zhuo Qiyang is also out of danger, so there should be no problems
Wanyan Jiyou is also here to accompany him, so there is nothing wrong with the two of them.
"Jiyou, let's go out to eat first. If you're tired, ask your subordinates to call me."
Nangong Jing told Wanyan Jiyou that because one hand was grabbed by Zhuo Qiyang, Wanyan Jiyou could only eat with one hand.
She didn't even raise her head, she just nodded vigorously
Nangong Jing and the two left, and Wanyan Jiyou quickly finished the porridge.
The men took the bowl away
The room suddenly became quiet
Wanyan Jiyou held her chin with one hand, sat on a chair, half-lying on the bed, and looked at the beautiful man sleeping on the bed.
I remember when we first met, she thought Zhuo Qiyang was quite handsome.
I even thought about letting him be my "Mrs. Yazhai"...
Although it was just a passing thought, so many things had happened to him before. Now that I think back to the thought that passed by in the past, I find it quite funny.
The effect of the anesthetic seemed to be slowly disappearing, and Zhuo Qiyang seemed uneasy.
Holding her hand, the strength loosened and tightened, and then shook a few times.
"Zhuo Qiyang? Does it hurt?"
She leaned towards the bedside and whispered in his ear.
Really, if those bad friends she teamed up with saw her like this, they would probably laugh at her again.
Zhuo Qiyang didn't answer her, he just held her hand tighter.