"Mother, my beautiful uncle was ill last night and was seriously ill. Please help him take a look at it." Shen Ling'er turned to look at her mother.
Shen Rumei's gaze fell on the man's face and she couldn't help but be startled.
She has seen him!
He was the one who nearly broke her hand that night.
However, she later saved him because he was poisoned by Zixiao Pavilion and if she didn't save him, he would die.
Although she didn't know his origin, the enemy of her enemy might be her friend.
Just, sick
She remembered that he had been poisoned and that she had detoxified him.
But she could see that the man's face was very pale, so white that there was no blood, and his body was still shaking slightly, as if he was unsteady on his feet.
The doctor's instinct made her put down the bowl, walked over to the man, and said, "Don't move, I'll check your pulse."
The man almost immediately turned cold and took a step back.
"No need." His voice was as cold as ice, completely different from when he faced Shen Ling'er.
In this world, except for her, he would not let any woman come within three feet of him.
If it weren't for the fact that she was Shen Ling'er's mother, he would never let her come to him.
Although he also knew that she saved him that night, he had already fallen into a coma at that time.
Shen Rumei was a little surprised and frowned slightly.
The man's repulsive expression was as if she were a poisonous snake, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
Forget it, he doesn't want to be cured, so he doesn't have to press his hot face against his cold ass.
I was willing to take his pulse because he saved Ling'er.
Without looking at the man, she walked back to her seat and continued to eat the noodles from her bowl.
But Shen Ling'er hugged the man's calf, her little face smiled like a flower, completely unaware of the incompatible atmosphere between the man and her mother.
"Pretty uncle, have you eaten? Do you want to try the noodles cooked by my mother? It's delicious!" His little face turned into a smile, and he made no secret of his affection for the man.
His beautiful big eyes blinked innocently as he slept, brighter than the stars in the sky.
The corners of Shen Rumei's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Pretty uncle
What a bad title!
She glanced at the man from the corner of her eyes and continued eating noodles.
The man was not hungry, but when he smelled the familiar scent of the horseshoe cake, he couldn't move and his eyes fell on the snow-white horseshoe cake.
"Pretty uncle, try the horseshoe cake made by my mother!" Shen Ling'er immediately saw the man's thoughts and generously picked up a piece of horseshoe cake and brought it to the man's mouth.
At this time, the man's guards were also waiting at the door of the kitchen. Seeing this scene, the expressions on their faces were very strange.
The master has a mysophobia. The little baby's oily hands grabbed the cakes and put them into his master's mouth, so he would not eat them.
But to everyone's surprise, the man slowly opened his beautiful thin lips, revealing his neat white teeth, and took a bite of the horseshoe cake.
Soft, fragrant, and waxy.
With a long-lost familiar smell.
The water chestnut cake in the man's mouth suddenly became salty, astringent, and bitter.
This is the taste of lovesickness.
"Who made this pastry?" The man slowly swallowed the pastry in his mouth and asked slowly.
"My mother! It tastes delicious!" Shen Ling'er pointed at Shen Rumei, her face full of pride.