The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 139 I Feed You

Xie Wanrong put her hand on his chest, trying to break free from his embrace.

"Just let me hold you for a while. I'm not heartless like someone."

Qi Jinghuan's voice was low and weak, his gestures gradually relaxed, and he gently wrapped his arms around Xie Wanrong's slender waist.

Slightly closing his eyes, smelling the faint fragrance of Xie Wanrong's body, he felt calm.

The corners of Xie Wanrong's mouth twitched slightly, and she wanted to say a few words to him, but when she lowered her eyes, she saw that his eyes were closed, his pale face was very haggard, this kind of him was completely different from the Qi Jinghuan she knew.

She swallowed the words stuck in her throat.

"Wan'er, your spiritual power has been released." This was not a question, his clear and shallow voice lingered in Xie Wanrong's ears.

"It should be, I am also very surprised, and when the spiritual power of the four elements is released, it is at the same level as the spiritual energy of the fire element. That is to say, except for the fire element, the other four elements are also the second level of warriors."

Xie Wanrong originally thought that when the spiritual power of the four elements was released, she might stop cultivating the fire element alone and quickly improve the other four elements.

Things turned out to be much better than she expected.

"The other four departments directly advanced, this kind of rare thing fell on you. Wan'er, you are very lucky."

"That is."

Xie Wanrong raised her eyebrows without being modest at all, but she suddenly thought of Yao Wang's words, and put them together again.

With one soul and one soul, she shook her head secretly, since Qi Jinghuan was not affected, she didn't need to tell him.

Otherwise, it will be just annoying.

She stretched out her hand to break his palm, and said seriously: "Have you hugged enough this time? The medicine boy will bring the medicine soup in a while, let me go first."

"Medicine soup?" Qi Jinghuan couldn't help frowning his sword-brows, and let go of his hands. Seeing Xie Wanrong standing up and tidying up his clothes, he said: "It's okay to take a few pills, why bother."

"The King of Medicine won't harm you, just drink it." Xie Wanrong suddenly turned around, and looked at Qi Jinghuan's cold face with a funny face: "Huh? Ninth Prince, you are not afraid of suffering!"

Qi Jinghuan's eyebrows twitched and his heart skipped a beat: "How can this king be afraid!"

"Knock Knock-"

Immediately there was a knock on the door, and the door was opened with a "squeak". Xie Wanrong raised his eyebrows, glanced at the little drug boy who was slowly walking in, and said slowly: "It seems that someone wants to verify what he said."

Qi Jinghuan frowned tightly, but even so, he still couldn't conceal his brilliance.

He pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing.

Seeing that the medicine boy hadn't left, Xie Wanrong continued: "Would you like to bring some plums here, so as not to make your tongue bitter for a while."

"No!" Qi Jinghuan squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

"Forget it then, you can go down." Xie Wanrong said to Yaotong waiting beside him.

The drug boys in Yaowang Valley knew the rules very well, and they didn't say much, so they left the room respectfully.

Well, Xie Wanrong picked up the bowl of medicinal soup with a smile, swiped at the smell with his hands, and handed it to Qi Jinghuan: "It smells a bit bitter."

Xie Wanrong has practiced medicine for so many years, from Qi Jinghuan's expression, one can tell that he dislikes taking medicine very much.

Who made him always be arrogant and always overwhelm her, Xie Wanrong looked at Qi Jinghuan slyly, what is this called?Feng Shui turns.

"My king is heavy and can't get up, so feed me."

Qi Jinghuan's body seemed to be glued to the bed, motionless, staring at Xie Wanrong with deep eyes.

Can't he get up?That's who bullied her.

"Okay, you saved me, I'll feed you, it should be!" She nodded heavily, sitting on the edge of the bed with the medicine soup in her hand, thinking of Qi Jinghuan's expression when he drank the medicine, she was in a good mood.

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