Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 191 Do You Want Me To Feed You With My Mouth?

Bu Qingnian still thought about it, but from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of blood on both of Wen Ti'er's palms, and felt a little suspicious.

Could it be that the young mistress got her aunt's blood on her hands?

This is too much...

Although she felt a little disgusted in her heart, she didn't show it, and reminded: "Young Mistress, your hands are stained with blood, wipe it off with a paper towel first."

After speaking, he handed her a piece of paper.

Wen Ti'er sat on the toilet without changing any of the blood-stained clothes, because her lower abdomen hurt so much, she wanted to take a break and wait until the pain was not so painful before doing it.

He took the paper towel that Bu Qing handed over, and tried to wipe the blood from the palm of his hand, but after wiping, the blood overflowed again.

At this time, Bu Qingyou noticed the abnormality, and exclaimed: "Young Mistress, your hand is bleeding?!"

"It was accidentally stuck, it's okay." Wen Ti'er smiled nonchalantly.

In fact, the pain in the palm of her hand had spread to her whole body, and her brows were deeply knit into the word Chuan.

"Young Mistress, do you want to feel sorry for the dead?" Bu Qingyuan saw those bloody jade hands, and was so distressed that he almost cried, "I'm always hurt, and I don't know how to take care of myself at all!"

Wen Ti'er smiled lightly, her voice became very quiet due to the pain.

"It's just a small injury, it's okay. I'm very hungry now. Go and cook me something delicious. I'll explain in advance that I don't drink ginger syrup or take supplements from bird's nest. I only want to eat lean meat porridge." Enough."

"Young Mistress..."

Bu Qingyou really has nothing to do with her, "Then quickly change your clothes, I'll go to the medicine box and apply the medicine for you first, and then you can have breakfast."

After explaining, Bu Qing left with peace of mind.

At this time Qiao Chengxun had already left the girl's room.

Ten minutes later, Bu gently went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Qiao Chengxun was sitting in the dining room, and when he saw her coming, he immediately asked, "How is Tier?"

Bu gently walked over and said: "Young master, the young mistress has severe dysmenorrhea, and she can't straighten her back. I want to make ginger brown sugar water for her, but the young mistress refuses to drink this..."

"You make it first, and I'll let her drink it."

"Okay, okay! Young master, you wait, I'll be there soon!"

Step lightly and hurriedly ran into the kitchen.

Not long after, Bu Qingqing brought out a large bowl of ginger syrup and put it directly in front of Qiao Chengxun, "Master, I'll cook porridge for the young lady."

"Wait a minute." Qiao Chengxun called to stop her, "Put some more nourishing things in the porridge."

"Of order!" Bu smiled lightly, and hurried to the kitchen again.

At this time, there was a sound of unsteady footsteps at the stairway.

Qiao Chengxun looked for his reputation, and a pair of sexy beautiful legs came into view. Unfortunately, before he had time to appreciate her beauty, his heart was hit hard by her precarious walking posture.

damn it!
He couldn't sit still, he ran away, and hugged the girl horizontally.

Wen Ti'er blinked innocently, stared blankly at the man's panting sexy lips, and whispered, "I can walk by myself..."

Qiao Chengxun didn't say anything, he carried her to the dining table silently, and put her down gently.

Then sat down beside her, moved the hot ginger syrup in front of her, "Drink it."

Wen Ti'er lost her appetite when she smelled that smell, she wrinkled her nose and said, "I don't drink this kind of thing, take it away."

"Don't make me repeat it a third time, drink it."

"Don't drink."

"You want me to mouth feed you?"

"..."

Wen Tier's heart:

Neuropathy!abnormal!
Your uncle!Shameless!
Son of a bitch!Dirty!

……

(End of this chapter)