After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 202 Another Self

This came suddenly.

Yan Yunxiao's fingertips were a little thick and rough due to practicing martial arts all the year round, and the touch felt a little prickly when rubbed, and Su Jiu'er's scalp numbed, like layers of tiny cells under the skin, all exploded.

She shuddered and frowned suddenly.

Quickly wrapping the quilt around her body again, she turned around and stared at Yan Yunxiao's face with serious eyes.

Her thin lips were tightly pursed, matched with her upside-down brows, and her strong gaze, she was clearly angry.

Yan Yunxiao was terrified by her look, and quickly withdrew his hand, rubbing his hands together in a helpless manner, not even daring to look directly at Su Jiu'er.

He shrank back a little distance, turned his body sideways, lowered his head slightly, and licked his thin lips uncomfortably, feeling at a loss for what to do.

A guilty conscience is visible at a glance.

Do something bad.

But if Yan Yunxiao was asked to do it all over again, he felt that he might still stretch out his hand and try it lightly.

That frame of picture fell in his eyes, it was really beautiful and yearning.

Su Jiuer frowned and scolded, "What were you doing just now?"

Yan Yunxiao lowered his head a little more, pursed his lips and remained silent, his ears were already so red that they couldn't be redder.A pair of phoenix eyes blinked lightly, Su Jiu'er could only see the long black eyelashes fluttering up and down, not knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't make a sound, but Su Jiu'er reprimanded in a low voice, "Don't learn from the good ones, learn from the bad ones!"

I was not happy to be criticized by Su Jiu'er.

So he raised his head, looked at Su Jiu'er with a pair of aggrieved eyes, tears still glistening in his eyes, and whispered, "I was wrong, Jiu'er, don't be upset, I didn't learn bad things."

Su Jiu'er closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, thinking that if it wasn't for the immature Yan Yunxiao in front of her, she might have punched her down!

So she turned her face away, frowned and said coldly, "Get out!"

Yan Yunxiao panicked when she heard this, and hurriedly jumped up and asked, "You want to drive me away? I won't go, Jiu'er, don't drive me away!"

"I dare not, and I will never dare again."

He begged humbly, with an expression of knowing he was wrong.

Su Jiu'er's brain ached from her noise, and her brows frowned even deeper.

Seeing this, Yan Yunxiao obediently shut up, but still refused to leave.

He just quietly got off the couch, sat on the carpet beside the couch, casually put a quilt on his body, and stared at Su Jiu'er with an expression as pitiful as he could be.

Su Jiuer frowned and glared at him, but he responded with pitiful and innocent eyes.

In the end, Su Jiu'er was still defeated by his plaintive "Jiu'er."

Su Jiu'er is helpless, the two of them are not easy to get angry now, and if they spend any more time with him, time will be wasted.

She had no choice but to say to Yan Yunxiao, "Turn around."

Yan Yunxiao blinked, and instinctively moved her gaze across her fair shoulders and neck, her lips pursed unconsciously.

Su Jiu'er caught his reaction, smashed a pillow, and scolded, "Turn your dog's head away!"

I don't know if it was because of anger or something, but a faint rouge color appeared on his face.

Yan Yunxiao stretched out his hand and hugged the pillow that was thrown at him, his moving eyes were noticed, his face was flushed red, he turned around quickly with embarrassment on his face.

Su Jiuer looked at his back and warned again, "If you dare to turn around again, I won't goug your eyes!"

Yan Yunxiao didn't respond.

After a while, Su Jiu'er began to change the gauze for herself, and then began to dress again after changing.

Yan Yunxiao sat on the carpet with his back to her, holding the pillow in his arms, his thoughts had already flown to the sky.

In his mind, there was that fair and delicate collarbone, Su Jiu'er's coquettish beauty, and when he touched Su Jiu'er, she gave out a slight but throbbing shudder.

Perhaps it was a physiological instinct that made him feel blood rushing in his chest and dryness in his throat.

There are also teenagers who sprout love, their hearts beat like drums, and their ears and eyes are blushing.

He blinked those beautiful and charming phoenix eyes, suddenly raised the corners of his lips and gave a silly smile twice, and laughed out loud.

"boom!"

Su Jiu'er threw another pillow and hit him directly on the forehead, frowning with a little embarrassment.

It was because Yan Yunxiao's two laughs were so rippling, those who didn't know thought that some charming incident happened between the two of them.

The laughter stopped, Yan Yunxiao reached out to touch the back of his head, turned around to look at Su Jiuer, and then asked with a smile, "Have you changed?"

Su Jiu'er stretched out her hand and made a motion to poke his eyes, just when there was a knock on the door, two knocks on the door, Song Xingshi stepped in again.

Seeing this scene, he frowned and said to Su Jiuer, "What is this?"

Su Jiu'er was already fully dressed and tidied up, while Yan Yunxiao's hair was disheveled, her upper body was still bare, her strong chest was exposed to the cold air, and she looked aggrieved.

Su Jiu'er shyly withdrew her hand, walked lazily to the small case and sat down, and opened the food box he just brought in.

"Nothing, thank you for the medicine."

Judging from this appearance, he doesn't intend to control Yan Yunxiao anymore.

He seemed to want to say something else, so Yan Yunxiao walked up to Su Jiu'er with the man's robe in his arms, and said to Song Xingshi, "Why are you here again? Don't hurt my Jiu'er!"

Song Xingshi's words choked in his throat, turned into silence, and looked at Su Jiu'er again.

"Excuse me, Miss Su, can you tell me what happened to Brother Yan now?" His tone was sincere and his face was serious, as if he didn't want to joke about Yan Yunxiao anymore.

Su Jiuer ate a spoonful of rice porridge from the food box, and turned to look at Yan Yunxiao.

Right now he was flipping through his robes, getting ready to dress.

Only then did Su Jiu'er go up to pick up the robe, and dress him like she did when she served Yan Yunxiao in the past, in an orderly manner, and it seems that she is also very skilled in serving Yan Yunxiao.

After fastening the belt, Yan Yunxiao smiled silly again, and said to Su Jiuer, "Jiuer, are you not angry with me?"

Su Jiu'er said perfunctorily, "I'm too tired today, I'll be angry with you tomorrow. Come and have some porridge."

After speaking, he brought him to the small case and sat with Song Xingshi.

He stared at Song Xingshi for a long time, and always felt that the man in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember more, and his head hurt just thinking about it.

Forget it, let's eat, Jiu'er brought it for him personally.

So I buried myself in eating.

Song Xingshi directly wrote the word silence on the top of his head, he turned his head silently and continued to look at Su Jiuer, and then slowly heard Su Jiuer say something.

"He is not himself now, or another self."

Song Xingshi frowned, half understanding.

Even Yan Yunxiao, who was eating silently, had an indiscernible flicker of his eyelashes.

"Another self?" Song Xingshi muttered in his mouth, thinking of the folk-recorded soul-leaving disease, which caused speech and deeds to be speechless due to the soul leaving the body, and even lost memory, not remembering what he had done.

Isn't this the symptom of Yan Yunxiao now?

(End of this chapter)