And this 'son' was obviously not obedient when he got the advantage. He looked annoyed at the spoon in her hand and couldn't help but whisper: "I had known that I wouldn't have used a spoon..."

"Then I can only pinch my nose and force it into it." Bu Yao looked at him with a slight smile: "Do you know how Wu Dalang died?"

Lu Yan: "..."

"I'm so pretty, it's obviously Pan Jinlian." He retorted.

Bu Yao scooped up a spoonful of ginger soup and blew it, then delivered it to his mouth, "Open your mouth, Jinlian."

Lu Yan: "..."

Fortunately, he didn't do it again this time. She fed her a sip and took a sip, his face full of comfort and comfort.

Bu Yao: "..." Suddenly I felt like a little eunuch.

When he finally finished drinking the ginger soup, Bu Yao threw him two milk candies and let him lie down and sleep well.

The man who said he was paralyzed a few minutes ago jumped off the bed and hugged her and fell onto the bed, "Sleep with me."

"What are you sleeping in broad daylight?" Bu Yao gave him a blank look, feeling a little amused and crying, "Let go, I'm going to go to train."

"It means, it's enough for the evening?" He rolled his eyes sly, deliberately breathing in her ear.

"It's not possible tonight." Bu Yao glared at him.

"Okay." He sighed with regret and kissed her on the lips, "I performed well just now, keep working hard."

Bu Yao: "..." It's hard to get some medicine.

And he was as if he could guess what she was thinking, and his fingertips rubbed her soft lips twice, smiling and laughing with a joke: "Next time I will try to feed me so much that I can't help myself."

Bu Yao's face turned red in an instant, and his teasing continued: "Or I will spread the fever to you, so that you can see the correct way to open the medicine?"

He said that he was about to kiss her, but in the end he just kissed her on the lips and said, "Forget it, I can't bear to leave it."

Bu Yao: "..." I was too lazy to deal with this drama artist.

He hugged her and rubbed her for a while before finally letting go reluctantly, "Go to train, I'm still waiting for you to take me to win."

Bu Yao kissed the corner of his lips, rubbed his head, as if instructing his son, "Lying down and rest, I'll see you after training."

Lu Yan responded, then threw his own quilt around, and wrapped it in her quilt with a scoundrel, "You go, I'm going to pretend to hold my husband to sleep."

Bu Yao: "…"

To be honest, she was a little afraid that her quilt would be stained with his slutty.

At noon, the people from the team next door complained again in [KPL Century Jiayuan Daoji.com].

[Salted fish and ducks from the DM team: Next door, are you holding your wedding early in the morning? Why did I hear the sound of firecrackers and suona?]

[Ming Shen is not a little sweet wife: Don’t mention it, I was woken up this morning and lived with a group of sand sculptures. There are new surprises every day.]

[Unhappy if you lose face: You are a silly person, your whole team is a silly person.]

[I'm not fat, I'm inflated: In fact, we are burying our captain with a glorious burial, and he was fucked to death.]

【Super,Lang: Is Lu Shen dead? So suddenly?】

【Unhappy when he was embarrassed: He couldn't even see you dress for him, it was so miserable.】

[The strongest poisonous milk: Don’t bury the dead Lu Shen, wrap it in breadcrumbs, fry it to prevent resurrection.]

[Fu Licheng: Just say this to you, he is going to be resurrected.]

[Su Ganjiang, the singer of the Spirit Tomb: If you want to blame him, he will blame the person who should not have been robbed, and he ended up like this.]
Chapter completed!