Although his forehead was drenched with sweat, the burning just now miraculously disappeared, and his forehead felt icy cold, completely returning to normal human body temperature.
"Huh? You were clearly like a volcano just now, why...how...the fever suddenly subsided?!" Because she was too surprised, she ignored her red lips that were swollen from being kissed.
Obviously, this person was insane just now, can a doctor beat and scold a patient
Feeling extremely comfortable all over, but unable to move for the time being, Youwang Jiuye panted, his phoenix eyes half-closed, and when he was staring at Linghu Shuiyue, he suddenly smiled evilly and said in a hoarse voice: "Stupid! Of course you helped me!" I put out the fire!"
ah ah! She put out the fire for him!
Ah, the voice didn't come out, but Linghu Shuiyue's mouth kept opening and closing. It took a long time to find her own voice, and then she pulled a pretty face and said angrily, "This young marshal is a man! You are a man!" Feng, I won't despise your sexuality, but if you dare to belittle this young marshal in the future, this young marshal will never take you lightly!"
"Yes! This king just went mad! I don't know why I like the fragrance of your little mouth." After the man said this, he felt despicable and shameless. However, her small mouth was too fragrant and charming, no wonder he was obsessed.
So it was really crazy? Linghu Shuiyue also felt that this man was usually cold and serious, and he was not a pervert.
She was dubious, but suddenly realized that her physical strength had returned to normal, so she immediately "jumped" off the ground and patted on her clothes.
However, Zhu Shuai's voice immediately came out authoritatively: "Help me up, I don't want to lie on the ground." Every time he gets sick, even if the disease passes, he will feel weak for about half a cup of tea.
Linghu Shuiyue frowned, knelt down, and took his hand to check his pulse. She found that his pulse became extremely weak, like a dying patient, without a trace of strength at all. It's just that it doesn't look like he has been poisoned!
Now, she was shocked again! What kind of disease is this? He had an attack last time, and she gave him acupuncture, but that time didn't seem to be as serious as this time.
"Come on! I'll help you to sleep on the couch! It's outrageous for such a big person to lie on the ground!" Linghu Shuiyue deliberately taunted him.
"Well, it's really outrageous! You carry me over there!" Master Jiu ordered in a confident voice.
carry him? Linghu Shuiyue listened, why did she suddenly feel that this man seemed to be acting like a spoiled child? no? Her watery bright eyes glanced at his handsome face. However, she found that there was no expression on his face, as if it was a matter of course for her to carry him.
She had no choice but to squat down, turn her back to him without any difficulty and said, "Can you climb up?" Otherwise, if he asked for a hug, she would feel even more ugly.
Just treat him as a wounded soldier! Of course Linghu Shuiyue had carried wounded soldiers, and it was something she often did. However, because Zhu Jiuye had just kissed her domineeringly, when he climbed onto her back, she felt a strange feeling all over her body.
Ignoring this feeling, Linghu Shuiyue found that her strength had increased a lot. Carrying a tall and burly man was not as strenuous as before. It felt light and weightless. She couldn't help but ask Said: "Hey! How much do you weigh?"
"My king weighs less than 70 kilograms. Is it difficult to carry it? You practice the "Sun and Moon Magic Art" every day. This weight should not be a problem for you." Zhu Jiuye put his head on her neck. In the meantime, sniffing her fragrance, I feel that her taste is endless aftertaste.
Linghu Shuiyue gently put her and him on the fox fur couch, and listening to his words, she couldn't help but wondered: "How do you know that the kung fu I practice is "Sun and Moon Magic Art"?"