The group pet is the real boss

Chapter 238 My resistance is not good either

The servant called several times, but she had no choice but to bring the food into the room. After eating, she put the tray on the door, and she locked the door again.

Yan Nanarmed went back to the castle and was changing shoes at the entrance when Aunt Liao came over, "Sir, Missy is in the room all day, depressed, and she ate very little, go and persuade her."

The man's eyes tightened slightly, he handed the jacket to Aunt Liao, and went upstairs, "I see, you make her some ginseng soup, and I'll come downstairs to serve it later."

"Okay, sir."

On the third floor, outside Yan Qinggui's bedroom door.

When the door was knocked, Yan Qing trembled like a frightened bird, clutching the quilt firmly, but did not move.

Yan Nanarmed's voice sounded outside the door, "Jiujiu, open the door, I have something to tell you."

should not.

The man frowned slightly, and continued to knock, "Jiujiu, are you asleep? Open the door for brother, please."

She still didn't move and didn't answer him.

Finally, Yan Nanarmed took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and walked in.

The little man on the big bed was lying quietly, his thin lips were pale, bloodless, his brows were frowning, and he didn't pretend to be asleep, just looking at him like this, his eyes met.

The man's eyes were burning, as if he wanted to see through her, "Are you angry?"

She pursed her lips, "No."

"Still angry that I didn't come back last night."

Yan Qinggui dodged her eyes and shook her head, "No."

"Then what are you doing lying in bed all day?"

The little woman scolded him ten thousand times in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, "It's too cold."

"Can you get up now? I'll take you downstairs for dinner."

She blinked, "I've eaten."

"How many bites count as eating?"

The man pressed on every step of the way, but she retreated steadily.

In the end, a hint of sullenness rose up, "It's none of your business, you go outside to find your women, and coax them to eat."

Yan Nan raised his eyebrows, wanted to get the cigarette out of his pocket, but stopped, "Then I'll listen to you, let's go now, okay?"

She said indifferently, "Go, go now, don't come back."

The man's forehead twitched, and he raised his hand to rub his temples, "What are you angry about, tell me, can you do it?"

She denied it flatly, "Did I say I was angry, you go, I don't want to see you."

"Why don't you call me brother?"

A glint of darkness flashed in Yan Qing's eyes, which quickly disappeared. She sat up and threw a pillow on him, "Get out, Yan Nan, get out of here."

The man still had no temper, he caught the pillow she threw, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the medicine bottle with the label torn off on the bedside table, his eyes instantly became extremely deep, "What kind of medicine are you taking?"

She sneered, "None of your business."

He walked over quickly, picked up the medicine bottle, squinted his eyes, "I'll ask you again, what kind of medicine is this!"

Yan Qinggui squeezed her palms tightly, "Vitamin, you know that I have poor immunity, so I went to buy vitamins."

Yan Nanarmor sneered, and poured all the small white pills in the bottle into his palm, "Really? I don't have a good immune system, so I'll take it too."

Before Yan Qingjiu could react, he was about to feed all the medicine in his hand into his mouth, and the next second, the woman pounced on him, hugging his neck, her little face flushed with anger, "Yan Nanarm, you bastard! "

The medicine in the man's hand was scattered on the carpet, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, "Why, I can't take it?"

The little woman glared at him, and was about to get off him. Unexpectedly, he hugged her even tighter. She lowered her head and sniffed her neck, "Little baby, what is the mark on your neck, huh?"

(End of this chapter)