Guards Fox: Miracle doctor mother lost her horse again

Chapter 860: He was sour to death
The boy was dumbfounded as he watched this little guy, who had a cold appearance and a dark heart, followed his instructions to benefit himself, and even asked his sister to feed him with his own hands.

This is simply...simply...so jealous! ! !
Why didn't he think of this move?
Pretend to be pitiful, right?

He will too.

The young man's cunning eyes rolled around, and he suddenly said an exaggerated "Ouch!", catching Yun Luo's gaze.

Yun Luo then saw that the young man suddenly tilted his body and lay weakly on the ground. He raised his right hand and showed her the "injuries" on the back and wrist of his hand 360 degrees...

Then, he said very aggrievedly: "My hand is also injured. It hurts so much that I can't move it. I need my sister to feed me with her own hands so that I won't starve to death."

After he finished speaking, he blinked at Yun Luo desperately, releasing the secret signal, wishing he could squeeze out a few tears.

Yun Luo: "..."

Her expression was a little distorted, and her heart was filled with speechless ellipses.

Jun Buli, who was in his arms, suddenly sat up straight. He looked at the pitiful young man angrily and warily, looking left and right, then suddenly grabbed a small medicine bottle on the bed and threw it at the young man.

"If you dare to lie to my mother, I will crush you to death!"

Although the young man looks beautiful and delicate on the outside, he is actually a strong man in person.

The small medicine bottle that Jun Buli smashed had not yet landed on his head. He stretched out his hand and caught it easily. Then he couldn't wait to complain to Yun Luo: "Sister, look, I didn't lie to you. He was Smash me like this!"

"I didn't!" Jun Buli retorted loudly.

"You have it, otherwise what is this?" The young man showed the evidence in his hand.

Jun Buli usually didn't like to talk, but he couldn't compete with the young man's verbal skills, and his cheeks bulged with anger.

Yun Luo couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

In the past, Xiao Bai loved to quarrel and quarrel with Xiao Mo, but every time he couldn't quarrel, he would get so angry that he would chase Xiao Mo all the way, making the whole Wentian Building a mess.

Now that Xiao Mo is away, he is having trouble with Jun Buli again...

It’s really hard to live in peace for a moment.Just when Yun Luo was helpless, the kitchen delivered the prepared crystal dumplings.

With food in hand, the two of them finally made a temporary truce and moved to the dining table to eat.

The crystal dumpling is small, with a transparent and soft outer skin, and filled with springy shrimp inside. It is fragrant, tender and tempting to the appetite.

Jun Buli has been living in the palace since he was a child, and his food, clothing, housing and transportation are all top-notch. Naturally, he has also eaten crystal dumplings, which are already stale.

However, watching Yun Luo feed him one after another, the little guy's eyes were shining, his little red mouth was slurping, and he was eating deliciously.

One bite at a time, fragrant and sweet, so delicious!
"Is it tasty?"

Seeing how happy he was eating, Yun Luo couldn't help but curl his lips.

"It's delicious, mother, I want more." Jun Buli's eyes were curved and he was as well-behaved as a little angel, especially easy to be satisfied.

Yun Luo picked up another crystal dumpling and handed it to his mouth.

Jun Buli made a "ouch" sound from his little mouth and took the dumpling into his mouth, feeling that his heart was filled with the taste of happiness.

Yun Luo thought he was cute, like a little bird waiting to be fed, and the smile in his eyes became even stronger.

On this side, the mother and son were affectionate, one fed the other, and they were very happy.

On the other side, the young man sat pitifully at the dining table, with a crystal dumpling in front of him.

He angrily picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it hard, filling his mouth with the sour taste of balsamic vinegar.

Hiss, so sour!

It's so sour to him, wuwu.

(End of this chapter)