Feeling the warmth and softness in her eyes, Ruoyu felt her eyes darken. She didn't know how to react for a moment, but she suddenly let the sticky porridge pour into her mouth again.
Different from the fierceness and toughness of the previous time, even if Ruoyu couldn't see her, she could still notice that the porcelain bowl against her lips was tilted slightly, and the smooth rice porridge slowly flowed along the rim of the bowl.
Because of her initial confusion, until the porridge was almost poured into her throat, Ruoyu was so frightened that she wanted to struggle, trying to get rid of her invisible restraints. The feeling of eating and vomiting was really excruciating, and she was really exhausted.
Can't stand it
But I heard that low voice say with a patient tone: "Don't move."
This man's voice was different from the joking and anxious tone of the past.
After Jun Wuxia finished speaking what he just said, he seemed to feel that his tone was a bit harsh, so he softened his voice, softened his tone and said again as if to comfort: "Don't move."
The same two words, but with different strengths, made Ruoyu a little confused. She was a little stunned by the voice, and she really didn't move, letting the porridge in her mouth slowly...
of influx
Although the rice porridge is a little cold now, it has been cooked thoroughly and melts between the lips and teeth without even tasting it.
It wasn't until her chest felt cold that Ruoyu realized that she had swallowed the mouthful of porridge she just had. However, she didn't feel the vomiting sensation she had expected. She only felt a slight chill in her chest.
He actually drank the porridge like this...
The porcelain bowl on her lips tilted slightly again, and another mouthful of porridge was fed into her mouth. There was still no feeling of vomiting, and she even felt the long-lost rice fragrance, mellow and far away.
Although she was still in a passive posture, Ruoyu couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart. He obviously hated himself very much, so why did he help him like this again...
But only then did this strange feeling come out slightly, and then I felt that the porcelain bowl that was attached to my lips just now was removed, and I could only hear the fragmented sound of "crash".
Although the hand covering his eyes moved away, his eyes could not adapt to the strong light for a while. He squinted but could not clearly see Jun Wuya in front of him. With blurred vision, he felt that this man's whole body was covered with a layer of light...
"It turns out it was a trick of yours to deceive others. You're pretending to be quite the same." A joking and sarcastic voice came from his thin red lips, neither sad nor happy without any emotion.
The cold words were like an invisible knife scratching his chest. He obviously felt really uncomfortable, but he said it was a false deception. Fortunately, just now, I felt that this prince was not as evil as he imagined.
When his vision finally cleared, Jun Wuya's hand had once again firmly grasped Ruoyu's chin and asked, "Didn't you say that you can't eat it? How dare you deceive me? How should I punish you?"
The tone of voice is obviously soft and sweet, like a lover, but the red lips are opening and closing to speak such heartless words...
I want to fight back with a slap, but I have no power to restrain the chicken now, how can I compete with him, but if such a ruthless person really punishes me...
Just as I was thinking of this, I heard a young boy outside the door humbly shouting: "Your Majesty, the envoy from the Feng Kingdom has been waiting for a long time at the White Deer Hall."
After hearing what the young man said, Jun Wuxia narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, looked at Ruoyu who was still looking at him warily, and said with a slightly curved corner of his mouth: "I'll write it down for you first this time."