But why does the lord insist on marrying

Chapter 1008
Xia Ziyan got up and said, "You haven't eaten for three days, I'll ask someone to make you some millet porridge."

Aotian opened his mouth, but his throat was burning with pain like tearing.

He hasn't been sick for many years. In his impression, he seems to have never been sick except for love poison.Unexpectedly, after a few days of rain, he developed a fever.

Fortunately, he had a fever and fell into a coma, otherwise Yan'er didn't know when she would forgive him.

Xia Ziyan warned: "Don't talk. You have been out of water for too long, and you have a high fever, and your tonsils are severely inflamed. I will give you medicine, and you will be fine after you rest."

Aotian doesn't know what tonsils are.

But Xia Ziyan's caring words warmed his heart.

Xia Ziyan put on her clothes, opened the door, and found that the rain had stopped at some point.

I scolded God again in my heart, it didn't stop in the morning and night, Aotian fainted, it stopped.

What do you mean, is Chengxin having trouble with Aotian?
Xia Ziyan came to the front of the temple and asked the waiter to prepare millet porridge and light meals.

Returning to the small courtyard again, I saw Aotian's tall body was very weak, holding on to the door frame unsteadily, wanting to go out.

Xia Ziyan was so scared that she immediately ran over to help her, and blamed her: "What are you doing?"

Aotian couldn't make a sound, when he saw her, he immediately showed a big reassuring smile, and hugged her tightly.

Xia Ziyan instantly understood...

Is he afraid that she will run away again?
this fool.

Where is the half domineering and flamboyant shadow of the Lord...

Xia Ziyan took him back to the bed with distressed arms, and pushed him down: "Lie down well, or..."

Otherwise, she didn't say.

However, he saw Aotian lying down very obediently, and even covered himself with a thin quilt.

The food was brought over after a while, and the waiter saw that the big man in the yard was already lying on the bed in the inner room. Although he felt a little awkward in his heart, he was also happy for him.

After drenching for so long, I finally don't have to drench any more.

Xia Ziyan helped Aotian to sit up leaning against the head of the bed, holding the millet porridge, stirred the heat, and put a spoonful of it to Aotian's mouth.

Aotian didn't open his mouth, he just leaned on the bed and looked at her.

Xia Ziyan put on a serious face on purpose, and reprimanded angrily: "What are you looking at, drink."

Aotian pursed his mouth, blew twice, and looked at the spoon again.

Xia Ziyan suddenly became smarter at this moment, and understood what Aotian meant, to let her brag before giving him a drink.

It's so hypocritical, it's just warm.

Maybe he was worried, Xia Ziyan put it to her mouth, like feeding a child, she blew twice before putting it to Aotian's mouth.

Sure enough, Aotian laughed and opened his mouth to drink.

Xia Ziyan also smiled: "How about it, isn't it hot?"

Aotian just looked at her and smiled.

Xia Ziyan couldn't help raising the corners of her lips, scooped up another spoonful, and put it near Aotian's mouth.

Aotian kept his mouth shut and refused to eat.

Staring at Xia Ziyan's lips.

Xia Ziyan's hand holding the spoon paused, and she understood what Aotian meant, considering that he was a patient after all, and she didn't have the same knowledge as him.He put the porridge in his mouth again, and sure enough, Aotian ate it.

Xia Ziyan was extremely contemptuous in her heart, did she raise a husband or an ancestor...

It's so hard to drink porridge.

After finishing the bowl of porridge, Xia Ziyan felt a lot more relaxed, but Aotian looked at the bottom of the bowl with great regret.

Wait until the next time to feed him, I don't know what year and month it will be.

Aotian has been hungry for so long, Xia Ziyan didn't dare to eat too much for Aotian, so she gave him a few mouthfuls of lighter food.Then I picked up the chopsticks by myself, sat at the table and ate some.

　What about the cold and domineering Lord...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)