Next, retribution is coming.
He followed her will, feeling her kiss, the smell of soup mixed with medicine, and... cat feces, he thought at the moment, if he were to replace Wei Zimo, the guy with serious cleanliness, at this moment, he would definitely He was so angry that he wished he could cut Feng Aotian into eight pieces.
Feng Aotian felt relieved, so he let go of Xing Wuyun, looking at his blushing face and his swollen lips, then raised his head, drank the gargle tea, and rinsed his mouth.
Xing Wuyun stood on one side, looking at her occasional domineering behavior funny, but he thought it was cute. He took the gargle cup in her hand, raised his head and drank it, gargling with her.
Father Cat walked in and looked at the two of them. Of course he knew that the poison in the soup was cat feces, but he didn't dare to say it. However, looking at the situation in front of him, I was afraid that the master already knew, and he lowered his head. Head down, stand on one side, "Master..."