As she expected, what greeted her was not the cold ground, but his warm embrace. The temperature on her cheeks increased uncontrollably, but she still calmly nestled in his arms, "Oh, my head feels good."
I'm dizzy, I'm afraid I can't take the medicine."
I don’t know which god prescribed that bowl of poison that is so bitter that both humans and gods are angry about it. After drinking it, the bitter taste in my throat will remain for three or four hours. The injury has slowly improved, and now
He replied that he would never drink it again.
Holding the soft and fragrant jade in his arms, Wubo's eyes flashed strangely, and the upward arc of his lips widened, which could be clearly called a "smile". How could he not understand her thoughts? He had already drank the medicine before she
I tasted it myself for the first time, and it was accompanied by its sweetness.
"No, I must drink it." Wan Qixun's tone refused to refuse, and his rare determination made Mai Mai immediately stunned. She stared at him in disbelief, "You..." Thinking of his pretense at this time, he immediately started to complain.
He lowered his eyes and said, "It's almost healed a long time ago. If I drink it, I will lose half my life!"
Looking into her moving eyes, Wan Qihao sighed quietly, "Hey, tell me, how can I make you drink it." Even though he knew that she was acting and knew her little tricks, he still fell in love with her.
Dao. Is this the same as being willing to fight and being willing to suffer?
"Oh," Mai Mai's big and smart eyes showed a hint of innocence and confusion, but in his heart he allowed himself to feel complacent about his success as a villain. Unfortunately, he couldn't achieve his expectations without using some means to deal with Wan Qixun.
Mai Mai pursed her lips and smiled, "I want to hear you tell stories about your childhood." She couldn't explain the reason, but she just wanted to know more about him, to know what interesting things happened to him when he was a child, and whether he was still as boring as he is now.
She stood up and sat aside, placing her hands on the table and supporting her chin, ready to listen to the story.
The clear eyes that were originally smiling slowly turned back to their previous indifference after hearing Mai Mai's request. This topic did not seem to be a pleasant choice for him.
Mai Mai watched his words carefully and knew that she might have touched his privacy. He waved his hands and said with a forced smile, "Oh, what are you talking about when you were a kid? It must be very boring. We won't talk about it anymore..."
"When I was young, I was always weak and sick. When the emperor was playing, I could only stay in my mother's palace and drink various medicines." Under Mai Mai's dumbfounded gaze, Wan Qixun opened his mouth calmly, like
He was telling other people's stories, speaking slowly and in a flat tone, without any hint of recalling the past.
"Only Sixth Brother will always accompany me, and I only get closer to Sixth Brother." He raised his eyes and looked at Mai Mai, who had a complicated expression, "That's it, you can drink."
This is the story of his childhood? It can be summarized in two sentences, and King Zhao shared half of his childhood! This shows his status in his mind.
Whether it was bitterness or sympathy, Mai Mai regretted her proposal very much. She didn't like to see the loneliness on his face. It can be imagined that under that kind of physical condition, at the age when children like to play, he was alone.
He picked up the bowl, drank it in one gulp without saying a word, and said, "Wow, it's so bitter." He immediately put down the bowl, stuck out his tongue, and fanned his hands wildly, trying to get rid of the disgusting bitter taste.
Suddenly, there were a few candied fruits in his hand. He looked up at the man in white opposite him. He was still sitting quietly on the chair.
Putting the thing in her hand into her mouth, although the bitter taste still lingered, she felt an unprecedented sweetness that filled her heart.