Happy Lady: The black-bellied man is quick to admit it

Chapter 71 The Arrival of Yanyue (1)

Pei Chengxia always thought that according to Yanyue's temperament, he would directly rush to her with a sword in hand, but she never expected to meet in such a situation.

At that time, Pei Chengxia, who had contracted a cold from staying in the gazebo for an extra hour the day before yesterday, was recuperating in bed. Seeing Yan Yue who came in behind Pei Qinghe, the corner of his mouth twitched so hard that he almost jumped out of bed.

When did Yan Yue, who had always been reckless, learn to take the winding road, and would go through Ming Road at Pei Qinghe's place before coming to see him?

This made his idea of ​​being sick and shutting himself up under the excuse that he had thought up was killed in the cradle.

Looking at Yan Yue's handsome face, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Pei Chengxia felt his groggy head hurt more and more.

Standing aside, Qi Feng saw that the situation was not right, wiped the sweat that accidentally broke out from his forehead, and quietly slipped away from the door while everyone was not looking.

joke?If he stays any longer, he will be slaughtered by the master!If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have worked hand in hand with Young Master Yanyue...

The man in a red dress narrowed his peach blossom eyes half-closed, seeing the person lying on the bed rubbing his forehead, the smile on the corner of his mouth instantly deepened, and he looked even more enchanting.

He didn't seem to be able to see Pei Chengxia's impatience, so he sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed his hand to feel his pulse. Pei Qinghe, who was on the side, also stared at Yan Yue and Pei Chengxia without a moment's notice, without concealing himself worry.

After a while, Yanyue let go of Pei Chengxia's hand, brushed off her clothes and stood up, pursing her lips in silence.

Pei Qinghe on the side grabbed Yanyue's sleeve anxiously, his usual calmness was gone now, and he asked anxiously, "Is my son in serious trouble?"

A trace of displeasure quickly flashed across Yan Yue's face, but she was still smiling after that, and calmly rescued her sleeve from Pei Qinghe's hands, cleared her throat and said, "The reason why the young master has an old illness this time The relapse should be due to the cold air entering the body before, and the stagnation in the body due to the improper conditioning of the medicinal diet. You only need to prescribe a prescription, and you will be cured within three days after taking the decoction."

"In this way, there will be Mr. Lao." Pei Qinghe was overjoyed, but he changed his mind about Yan Yue in his heart.

At first when he saw that he was young, he thought that he had no real skills, but he didn't expect to know real kung fu as soon as he made a move. Seeing that he speaks clearly and logically, it seems that he really has two brushes.

Seeing that Yanyue was packing her medicine bag, Pei Qinghe couldn't help but have an idea in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it, so he hesitated for a while.Little did they know that Yanyue on the other side seemed to be packing the medicine bag, but in fact she kept peeking at Pei Qinghe's reaction.

"Why don't you speak?" Yanyue hung up the medicine bag and saw that Pei Qinghe still did not speak, she couldn't help muttering anxiously.

"Ah."

Pei Qinghe and Yanyue, one hesitating and the other deliberately taking Joe, the stalemate made Pei Chengxia sneer.

Hearing Pei Chengxia's laughter, Yan Yue's body froze, and she immediately stopped in her tracks.

Does this mean to look down on him?
Yan Yue gritted her teeth in her heart, but with a warm smile on her face, she cupped her hands towards Pei Qinghe and said, "I saw the owner of the villa with a look of concern just now, is there something unspeakable?"

Pei Qinghe shook his head when he heard the words, and said, "To tell you the truth, my son's legs have been sick for more than ten years. I don't know if there is a cure for it?"

Looking past Pei Chengxia, seeing that the latter's face was not gloomy, Yan Yue took out the folding fan she carried with her and shook it lightly, the smile on her face deepened accordingly.

"It's not that there is no cure, but I have one condition."

(End of this chapter)