playful peasant girl

Chapter 40
"What are you looking at?" Sui Yan asked her with a touch of disgust.

"Are you really that Sui Yan from the Blood Killing Alliance?" Xia Lan didn't think it looked like it.

"The news is quite good, and I know a lot." Sui Yan guessed from her two reactions before and after that she just found out her identity.

"You really didn't lie to me?" Xia Lan confirmed again.

"A real man doesn't change his name when he walks, but he doesn't change his surname when he sits down." Seeing that Xia Lan didn't seem to believe it, Sui Yan threw out a sentence as an explanation.

"Since you are so powerful, why are you still in such a mess?" Xia Lan questioned.

"A horse stumbles, and a man stumbles. I am a mortal, and my fists are no match for many hands. So many people chased me down, and I was able to escape from death. I am already very satisfied."

Although Sui Yan's voice is still flat, Xia Lan can easily hear the meaning of rejoicing from the meaning of his words.

"The medicine is almost cold, drink it quickly." Xia Lan handed over the medicine bowl.

"The injury is not serious, I won't drink it," Sui Yan pushed the medicine bowl in front of him.

"You have to drink it. The injury is so serious. If you don't take the medicine, you won't be able to recover in half a year. It's not a serious problem." Xia Lan disagreed.

Sui Yan stared at the medicine bowl, frowning even more tightly, but he still refused to take it from Xia Lan.

Seeing his dull look, Xia Lan had a bold guess in her heart, maybe the male god didn't drink it because he was afraid of the pain of the medicine.

"Suiyan, are you afraid of taking medicine?" Xia Lan asked tentatively.

Seeming to be telling the truth, Sui Yan was a little embarrassed, took the medicine bowl, held his breath, and drank the medicine in one breath, "I don't have it, I just think it's unnecessary."

The bitter taste of the medicine filled his mouth and could not dissipate, Sui Yan only felt his stomach churning violently, making him want to vomit.

"Here you are" Xia Lan had a few lotus seed candies lying in her hands.

Sui Yan's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer.

Xia Lan grabbed his hand and put the sugar in his palm, "Since there is a way to alleviate the bitterness of the medicine, why choose not to?"

Xia Lan felt that Sui Yan was really a strange person. As a killer, he spent every day in the shadow of swords and swords, yet he was afraid of taking medicine.

When people are sick, their willpower is the weakest, because sickness will always make people's desire for warm love infinitely magnified.

Sui Yan always hates to drink medicine when he is injured. The taste of the medicine is too bitter, and the bitterness makes him more lonely. It means death.

When he has to drink medicine, he always chooses to drink it in a place where no one is around, taste the bitterness of the medicine and the bitterness of his heart alone, and then make his heart even more desolate.

No one has ever given him sugar after drinking the medicine, and no one has ever said, since the bitterness of the medicine can be relieved by sugar, why choose not to.

Medicine is bitter, sugar is sweet, medicine is cold, sugar is warm, killer is both bitter and cold, so he dare not taste the sweetness of sugar, the warmth of sugar.

Sui Yan stretched out his hand, and there were a few milky white candies lying quietly in the palm of his hand. He smiled imperceptibly, but he still put it on the small table beside the bed.

Closing your eyes is supposed to nourish your spirit, but the scene of Xia Lan stuffing sugar into his hands keeps popping up in Sui Yan's mind, "Since there is a way to relieve the bitterness of the medicine, why choose not to eat it?" Woolen cloth?"

"Since there is a way to alleviate the bitterness of the medicine, why choose not to?"

"Since there is a way to alleviate the bitterness of the medicine, why choose not to?"

Sui Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)