The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Now I really want to lift my fingers and I can't lift them.

She looked nervously at Duan Yiyao walking towards her step by step with the medicine bowl in hand.

I shouted in my heart, get out, don't come over.

However, Duan Yiyao couldn't hear the voices of resistance in her heart at all.

He walked over directly, lifted his robe, and sat on the edge of Yunmumu's couch.

Then he boldly lifted Yun Mumu's upper body, half-embracing her in his arms, and let her head rest on his shoulder.

During the whole process, Yun Mumu wanted to resist, but he had no choice but to move his fingers.

This posture made Yun Mumu very evil, and she could see Duan Yiyao's hypocrite face when she looked up, which made her very disliked.

Yun Mumu's body was stiff, and she tried her best to pull a smile on her delicate face, "His Royal Highness Prince Jing, it's good for me to come by myself."

Lying in this man's arms, it was as if he was surrounded by a cold poisonous snake, and he felt that he could be bitten to death anytime, anywhere.

Duan Yiyao smiled tenderly and dotingly, "You are inconvenient, I'd better feed you." After speaking, he started feeding Yun Mumu with a small spoon.

At this moment, Yun Mumu couldn't care about how smelly and bitter the medicine was, she was only thinking about drinking it quickly, and telling this man to get out of here.

She looked at the small spoon that was fed to her mouth, it was a little big, and he scooped up half a spoon.

So, when should I feed such a late-night medicine?
She opened her mouth, and drank the spoonful of medicine into her mouth shyly.

Wow, it was as bitter as I imagined.

Her little face twisted into a ball, and she swallowed this heart-wrenching bitter medicine.

Duan Yiyao saw that she was drinking the medicine obediently, the smile on his face deepened, and he slowly took another spoonful and fed it to Yun Mumu's mouth.

Yun Mumu's small face was wrinkled bitterly, tears were welling in her eyes.

But Duan Yiyao turned a blind eye, with that posture, he was bound to pour the whole bowl of bitter medicine soup into her stomach.

Yun Mumu had no choice but to drink the bitter medicine that Duan Yiyao fed over like this.

This sip is more bitter than the last sip.

She could still clearly feel a little medicine dregs on her tongue, and she was trembling all over because of the pain.

This hypocrite did it on purpose, absolutely on purpose.

It was too bitter, the bitter Yun Mumu raised her head, and a line of clear tears rolled down directly, and she felt bitter in every breath she took.

Looking at Duan Yiyao again, he still has a breezy smile, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth is getting bigger and bigger.

This made Yun Mumu seem to reach out and punch him, knocking off the smile on his face.

Sangju, who was standing by the side, lowered her head, standing like a statue.

In fact, she was looking at the shadow of Yun Mumu and Duan Yiyao sitting on the ground, hugging each other.

There was a man's gentle voice next to her ears, as well as the familiar and intoxicating scent of sandalwood.

She bit her lip secretly, the jealousy in her heart was about to swallow her whole.

A small bowl of medicine could have been fed with a few spoonfuls, but Duan Yiyao fed it little by little, and he fed Yunmumu more than 20 spoonfuls.

He did it on purpose, to make Yun Mumu suffer for a while.

Yun Mumu scolded him a thousand times in her heart, and finally finished the bowl of medicine.