Qianhua hurriedly turned over and grabbed a leftover broken leaf in the cage to block her body. Unfortunately, the broken leaf was still a broken leaf, so how could she block it at all? It just seems more and more ridiculous.
Qianhua was so embarrassed that she became angry: "When you transformed into a wolf, were you still wearing clothes?"
"My whole body is covered with hair, but your butt seems to be hairless?" Nan Liyue frowned and looked thoughtful. It's rare that his face like an ice sculpture can be so delicate. Qianhua looked at it. But it was even scarier: "You, you, don't bully the hedgehog too much! You, you, you still look? Still look! I'll blind you!"
Nan Liyue burst out laughing, her eyes full of evil teasing: "It's just a look, what do you have to be ashamed of? When I was in heaven, I held you to sleep every day, and I've already figured out the shape of your butt!"
"Oh! Let me die!" Qianhua grabbed the iron railing with two claws and was about to plunge into the medicine bowl in front of her, but Nan Liyue stretched out a finger to support her head, and then looked at the full A bowl of medicinal juice, his face suddenly darkened again: "You didn't drink the medicine that Luhe boiled for you? Do you want to be a caged hedgehog for the rest of your life?"
Qianhua pursed her lips, not feeling aggrieved as usual: "The color doesn't look good?"
Is there a patient who takes medicine and dislikes the medicine soup because it doesn’t look good? Nan Liyue was very curious: Yaofang had been holding the medicine jar for a thousand years and never complained about how ugly the medicine jar was. How come she, Luo Qianhua, hated the fact that the medicine could not penetrate her eyes? Admittedly... Nan Liyue lowered her eyes and took a look. Admittedly, the color of this decoction is a bit unsightly. The green color is even more gorgeous than Lu He's clothes, and the faint waves are like green algae and duckweed. Come to think of it, it will still be called Lu He in the future. After slightly changing the color to make it more appropriate, with this thought in mind, Nan Liyue remained as indifferent as ever: "Whether you like to drink or not, if you don't recover and can't return to heaven, you have to bear it yourself."
"Return to heaven?" Upon hearing this, Qianhua seemed to come to life and climbed up to the railing. Baba looked at Nan Liyue with a pious face, "Master Demon Lord, are you willing to let me return to heaven?"
Nan Liyue was completely speechless, giving her a cold look and unwilling to answer.
Qianhua, however, seemed to have received amnesty, scurrying around in circles in the cage, cheering: "Oh oh oh... Lord Demon Lord is willing to let me go back! Lord Demon Lord is willing to let me go back!"
Knowing that she was seeking release in disguise, Nan Liyue couldn't figure out how such a naughty elf could inherit Luo Qian's enchanting and stunning face, so she ordered in a deep voice angrily: "Drink the medicine for me. Got it!"
Qianhua felt happy and was obedient. She picked up the big bowl and poured it into her mouth (actually the bowl was very small, but compared to the little hedgehog, it was already big enough to be used as a bathtub).
But after Qianhua took a sip, she wrinkled her smiling face and said in unspeakable pain: "It's so astringent... so bitter... I want to spit it out..."
"Don't spit it out, swallow it."
"But it's really bitter..." Qianhua was still complaining to herself. Nan Liyue suddenly casually tapped her fingertips on the edge of the bowl. Qianhua was stunned and continued to take another sip. Although it was still very bitter, the bitter taste was sweet. Like honey, just like... the tenderness in dreams is like water.
"Can you trouble Lord Demon Lord to show me the wolf's claws?" After drinking the soup for a long time and still not seeing the bottom of the bowl, Qianhua suddenly raised her head and made this request.
"Why?" Nan Liyue frowned and asked cooperatively. Suddenly, she found that as long as she stayed with her, the expressions on her face were particularly colorful.
"It's cold in the cage. I want to lie down in your palm to keep warm." Qianhua casually found an excuse and was generous.
I thought Nan Liyue would refuse flatly and coldly, but unexpectedly, he opened the cage door with a calm expression, took Qianhua out and put it in the palm of his left hand, and then asked calmly: "Are you warm?"
"Hmm... let me feel it." Qianhua rubs and circles in Nan Liyue's palm. It looks like he is playing with the branches and leaves, but in fact, he is carefully rubbing his palm with his belly, and finally rubs it near the tiger's mouth, meticulously Looking for something strange...
However, Nan Liyue's claws were as long and white as a woman's jade hands, mixed with wolf's claws like catkins. They were so beautiful that Qianhua couldn't stand it. She was angry for no reason. Of course, the most annoying thing was that there was no callus on the tiger's mouth of the palm!
While he was feeling angry, his body was suddenly suspended in the air again. Before Qianhua could react, he was thrown back into the cage: "Go to sleep when you're warm."
"When will Lord Demon Lord marry Lord Yaofang?"
Just when Nan Liyue put her hands behind her hands and turned around to leave, Qianhua came from behind and asked her persistent questions. It really gave Nan Liyue a headache. She wanted to leave, but her body stopped and stopped: "This is such a noisy matter, what are you doing?" Do you care?"
Qianhua nodded fiercely, then shook her head: "This is no trivial matter! Because you are too indifferent to others, causing them to stay alone in the empty room every night, crying sadly, which makes the honey-seeking palace full of resentment, which really affects my recovery!"
"Then do you want to move or something? Do you want to go to Luhe's snake cave, Fengxuan's fox cave, or Kuangze's dormitory?" When asked about the three choices, each one was worse than the last. Qianhua shook her head. It's like a rattle: "Don't move, don't move. You have favored Lady Yaofang. Even if the clouds clear and the moon shines, the honey-seeking palace will not be so gloomy and filled with resentment."
Nan Liyue turned around, and her originally deep wolf eyes suddenly became sharp: "What do you mean?"
"Well! Who do you think it means? Although I am just a little stimulating spirit, and my magic power is far inferior to that of your butterfly, I have the backbone and will never be forced by anyone. Lord Yaofang will not ask me to speak for you like this. "So this is what I mean by Luo Qianhua!" Qianhua replied sincerely. It is true that she softened her heart after hearing Nangong Xiaoxiao's words. It is true that she wanted to apologize for making Master Yao Fang cry last night, so she made such a request. It was true that she felt inexplicably unhappy when she said it, but Qianhua calmed down, her eyes were firm, and there was no way out.
"good… "
Nan Liyue has only one word, floating in the wind like smoke and mist. Qianhua can't hear it clearly, but Nan Liyue has already left with her hands behind her hands, and her black hair slightly fluttered across Leng Yi's lips, without any extra emotion. Waves…
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"Yao Fang Yaofang! I heard that you gave her the little piebald snake whip?" Qianhua squatted in the cage. After eating and having nothing to do, she started calling "Yao Fang" one after another in an extremely affectionate manner. "You know that Wu Yi has a spotted snake whip, and you also know that Xiao Xiao has been secretly in love with Wu Yi for many years, hahaha, so you want to bring them together, right?"
Master Yaofang went to the mirror to remove her makeup without saying anything.
"Yao Fang Yaofang! Your silver hairpin is so beautiful. I wonder where it was made?" Qianhua completely ignored Master Yaofang's disregard for her and continued to entertain herself. (To be continued)