Quick wear: the host is really floating

Chapter 121 The Desert Emperor and the Dragon Princess (8)

The cat steward looked at Iliad's arm that was gradually returning to normal from transparency, and his bright and round eyes slightly enlarged. He supported the young and pale emperor, and said to Xue Zhi in a childlike voice, "Princess Anna, can you please?" Take care of Iliad for me?"

He obviously looks decent, but when he speaks, he always looks serious, which makes Xue Zhi look sideways frequently.

Iliad, who was leaning against the cat butler's arms, had light green eyes flashing, and lightly pursed his petal-like lips.

Xue Zhi raised his hand and rubbed the fluffy head of the serious little housekeeper. The black hair was really as soft as it looked, and she said softly, "Okay, go get busy, I'll take care of it for you."

Xiaozheng's eyes widened suddenly, he didn't expect her to reach out to rub her up, his back stiffened, and he quickly moved out of the way for Xue Zhi to support Iliad.

When he walked out of the room, he glanced back. The moment Xue Zhi took over, Iliad's arm quickly returned to its normal color.

Xiao Zhengtai breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't let this person leave here.

After Xue Zhi took over, she realized that the young emperor was terribly hot. She stroked him and slowly got up, "You are so hot, do you have a fever?"

Iliad's breath was hot, and the warm breath hit Xue Zhi's neck. She froze, but quickly returned to normal, and helped him to the bedside.

Xue Zhi stroked him to lie down slowly, and just as she was about to leave to get him a glass of water, the boy lying on the bed with his eyes closed grabbed her arm.

Iriad closed his eyes tightly, he frowned slightly, his slender eyelashes fluttered uneasily, and he seemed very uncomfortable.

He closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "Don't go."

Xue Zhi stood beside his bed and said expressionlessly, "You are sick and need to take medicine."

Although Iliad's arms and face have returned to normal from translucency, his consciousness is a little lax. His slender and fair hand held Xue Zhi's wrist, "Taking medicine...it's useless..."

Xue Zhi frowned, "If you are sick, you have to take medicine, even if you are afraid of suffering."

She naturally thought that he did this because he was afraid of suffering.

The young man curled up on the bed was tightly wrapped, and the sky outside the castle seemed to have darkened. In a short while, it began to rain heavily outside, with lightning and thunder, which was disturbing.

Ilia held Xue Zhi's arm, like a cold man guarding a fire, his slender lips and smooth chin lightly rubbed against the girl's arm, and said in a delicate tone, "It's not...afraid of suffering..."

Xue Zhi's eyes widened slightly, the touch on his arm was light and soft, strange, but not annoying.

She sighed softly, trying to break away from Iriad's shackles, "No matter why, you must take medicine."

Although Iliad's voice was still a little hoarse, it became soft now, clear and soft, with a hint of hoarse sexiness, as if he was acting coquettishly, his voice was vague: "Don't eat..."

Xue Zhi has been a doctor for many years, and has seen all kinds of patients, including many who acted like a baby and refused to take medicine, but this person in front of her was the first one in her life who could not let her heart down.

Because of good looks?
Could it be that he is a face control?

Can't walk when you see a good-looking little brother?

Xue Zhi closed his eyes, trying not to look at the shockingly beautiful face, and said softly and coaxingly, "It won't be so uncomfortable after taking medicine, and there are medicines that don't hurt..."

(End of this chapter)