"Don't worry, I've prepared honey water after being considerate." The old man was afraid of taking medicine, and his gentle tone couldn't help but feel a little contempt.
When Dongfang Aoshi heard this, his face immediately turned sinister, "... Do you think I am afraid of taking medicine?"
"Isn't it?"
This matter is so obvious, and she still needs to explain it again?
The dignified Ninth Prince is afraid of taking medicine...
When you think about it gentle, you will find it funny.
"In this world, I have never been afraid of anything." Dongfang Aoshi snorted sinisterly, but he couldn't take a look at the medicine in Wenrou's hand.
"Since you're not afraid, then take the medicine!" Wenrou squeezed Dongfang Aoshi's lips.
To be honest, it depends on the degree of darkness of this bowl of medicine. You can guess it with gentleness, how bitter it is, how hard it is -
It is understandable that many people are afraid of taking medicine.
But when this incident was put on the cruel Dongfang Aoshi, it seemed a bit funny.
Because, in the gentle eyes, Dongfang Aoshi is the kind of person who has no weaknesses.
But unexpectedly, his weakness turned out to be a small bowl of medicine.
"I don't want to drink it." Dongfang Aoshi left his head.
"I'm afraid of taking medicine! What a cool thing to do..."
Before he finished speaking, his chin was immediately pinched.
Dongfang Aoshi breathed hotly and squirted wine on his face, "I'm not afraid, I don't want to drink it!"
"Since you're not afraid, then you can drink it and show me the proof."
Pack!
You just keep pretending!
I want to see when you can pretend.
Gentleness snorted coldly in my heart.
Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Do you dare to doubt what I said?"
“I only believe in the fact that the eyes see.”
"What if I drink it?"
"If you drink it, I will sincerely apologize and confess my mistakes."
Dongfang Aoshi sarcastically pulled his lower lip, "I want this sincerity to cooperate with me?"
"Or what do you want?"
Dongfang Aoshi smiled evilly, grabbed his gentle hand, and pressed it on himself.
I know this man will never have any good intentions—
All of my mind is full of messy things.
Will he die if he doesn't have a day of ML?
Gentle put the medicine back, "Do you like to drink it or not! Anyway, it's not my business if you die, it's just right to be free!"
Gentleness is so fed up!
Dongfang Aoshi glanced at Wenrou deeply, grabbed her hand, picked up the medicine, and drank it in one breath.
Dongfang Aoshi's entire face wrinkled and he coughed in a cowardly manner.
Gentle brought the honey water to him, "Is it that hard to drink?"
Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her and said nothing.
But the expression has already explained everything.
Thinking about it, it’s true that such a big bowl of black medicine can taste so good?
"Do you want some porridge?"
Dongfang Aoshi is not hungry at all, but the medicinal smell is too strong and too bitter, and even honey water cannot wash away the smell.
So, nodded.
I'm going to bed soon, eating too much will make it difficult for digestion.
Gently served half a bowl, picked up some dishes, and fed them to Dongfang Aoshi.
Dongfang Aoshi ate very slowly, his dark eyes stared straight at Wen Rou, and there was a tiny light in his eyes...
Gentle's scalp was numb by his eyes, "What do you want to eat to see me do?"
Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything, so he continued to watch.
Gentle and quick-stop, and stuff all the porridge into Dongfang Aoshi's mouth with a few tablespoons.
Once the bowl is collected, the manager asks him to come in and take it away.
"I've finished eating and can sleep." As he said that, he avoided Dongfang's arrogance and busy tidying up the quilt.