First smoked mind

Chapter 33 A Bowl of White Porridge

In a blur of consciousness, a hazy figure came, dressed in black and strong, holding a white soup bowl in his hand, Qiao Chuxun felt his whole body was soft, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.But the man got closer and closer, stood still beside the bed, gently stirred the spoon, bent over and leaned over to her...

Don't... She doesn't want to take that bowl of medicine... Qiao Chuxun wanted to shout out, but found that her throat seemed to be choked, and she couldn't make a sound no matter what.The man's hand had already touched her arm, and he sat up and hugged her in his arms.Qiao Chuxun squirmed her lips gently, tears rolled down her cheeks like broken beads...

The man seemed to take a deep breath, stretched out his finger and caressed her cheek, and took something to wipe her tears... The body was surrounded by the man, watching the man bring the bowl closer and closer, and hold the bowl with the other hand. Picking up a spoonful of jet-black liquid medicine with a spoon, and bringing it to her lips... Qiao Chuxun let out a scream from the bottom of his heart, and with the strength he didn't know where he came from, he pushed his arm limply, turned his face and sobbed: "Don't...I don't want to eat..."

The man didn't seem to expect that she would have the strength to push it, the spoon in his hand tilted, and a spoonful of soup poured on the ice blue brocade quilt.A soft sigh came from above the head, the man put the medicine bowl aside, hugged her a little more, and leaned into her ear as if to say something...Xu Xu said a lot, but she couldn't hear a word clearly, she Don't listen, pushing the man's arm to escape, a small whimper came out of his throat: "Go away..."

The body was hugged even tighter, and there were light kisses on the cheeks one after another, with a hint of eagerness to comfort people.While hiding, Qiao Chuxun shed another string of tears as soon as she opened her eyes, but the scene in front of her eyes seemed clearer than before: the snow-colored bed curtain, the ice-blue brocade quilt, not far away was a rosewood soft couch, the same color A tall table with two celadon teacups on it...

He blinked his eyes in disbelief, unconsciously pinched the black cloth with his fingertips, turned his head with great difficulty, and looked up at the person who was holding him.The body was almost completely paralyzed in the man's arms. After moving for a long time, he still couldn't turn around. He sniffled, and more tears rushed out of his eyes... The man seemed to finally understand what she meant, and half turned around with his arms around her. She leaned over, leaned her cheek and kissed her lips: "See clearly?"

"It's me. It's not someone else."

Qiao Chuxun blinked desperately, not wanting to blur the scene in front of her eyes with tears, but things backfired.With just a simple whisper, the fear and grievance for three whole days turned into tears, and sprinkled on the man's skirt... Qiao Chuxun held the man's sleeve tightly with one hand, and finally cried out.

After a while, the crying gradually subsided.Jing Yi took a handkerchief from the side, wiped the tears from her face, and said, "The medicine is cold, I'll let them make another bowl."

After saying that, he let go of his embrace, supported him on the upright pillow, got up and went to the door to call someone, and whispered a few words.Turning around and returning to the bed, I saw a man in plain white tunic clutching the edge of the bed, biting his lip pitifully, looking at him dimly with a pair of red almond eyes, his face still had not faded. But the fear, anxiety, and more loss.

Knowing that it was because the potency of the medicine hadn't faded, Jing Yi cursed secretly in his heart, and quickly stepped forward to support him.As soon as he sat down, his soft and delicate body threw himself into his arms, his two small hands hugged his neck tightly, his voice was still full of crying, and because of his frail body, he was as small as a small animal : "Young master..."

Hearing this soft call, Jing Yi felt a twitch in his heart, followed by numerous pains, not the collapse of the world, but the kind of pain that was gnawed by small mouthfuls.Knowing that she is not conscious at the moment, and she may not understand what she says, he gently patted her hair that was loose behind her, silently comforting her.

Qiao Chuxun hugged him tightly, put her cheek against Jing Yi's neck, and said in a low voice, "My lord, am I in a dream..." She has no strength at all right now, and she doesn't feel the warmth of Jing Yi's body. , even if you are so close to people, there is still no sense of reality.If it was a dream, wouldn't it mean that when you wake up later, you will return to that person's side, continue to contend with him, and don't eat anything he gives you no matter what...

Jing Yi raised his eyebrows, supported her waist and pushed her away, put one arm around her back, and stroked her pale and cold cheek with the other hand, looked into her eyes and said, "Do you feel it?"

When the doctor came to take the pulse just now, she said that she may experience degeneration of vision and hearing within a dozen hours after waking up, and temporary paralysis of touch is also normal.Because when they arrived, Qiao Zi'an was using silver needles to seal several big holes on her head and neck, intending to seal her memory.Coupled with being fed chronic poison for several days, he may feel weak in limbs for a long time.She doesn't have much kung fu background, this time she has hurt her insides, and she needs to be recuperated for a period of time before she can recover.

Qiao Chuxun could feel something sticking to her cheek, but she didn't feel much of the temperature and details of Jingyi's palm, just like sticking a piece of wood to her face, and she couldn't feel much difference at this time.But the satisfaction in his heart can make up for the lack of tactile sensation. Qiao Chuxun showed a weak smile, and gently moved his lips: "I can feel it."

Jing Yi stared at her for a while, then put the hand that was stroking her cheek instead, and leaned forward to kiss her lips.First, he sucked his lips and gnawed lightly, then he reached in and grabbed the sweet tongue to hold it, and plundered it like a storm from the inside out.But his eyes were kept open, and every time he stepped back a little, he would look at Qiao Chuxun's wide-open eyes, and then he would lean forward and continue to be flirtatious.

The long eyelashes fluttered across the delicate but pale face, and the slightly fiery breath spewed on the wet lips... The breathing of the two became more and more urgent. At first, it was only Qiao Chuxun who heaved his chest and panted slightly, and stepped back repeatedly. Going forward again, sucking and entangled, Jing Yi also lost control.There was a low growl from the back of the man's head, and the tongue drove straight in, reaching the throat of the man in his arms several times, sucking the small tongue and sucking softly, and the hand resting on the man's back was rubbing and rubbing non-stop, as if wishing to It's as if a person is embedded in his arms...

Once again, he let go of the lips that had been kissed into a rosy color by himself, and Jing Yi held his cheek, his breath was a little messy, and his voice was hoarse: "Did you feel it this time?"

Her pale cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge, her previously bewildered eyes were shining brightly, but her usual warm brows now reflected a bit of rare coquettishness, she nodded pantingly: "Yes."

Jing Yi curled his lips, and coaxed softly, "Take your medicine obediently later, don't think about anything, and get a good sleep."

Qiao Chuxun frowned, eager to move forward, looking anxious as if she was about to cry.

Jing Yi's heart sank, knowing that she couldn't hear again, he hurriedly covered her ears, kissed her lips, and then helped her to lie down slowly.Soon there was a light knock on the door, Jing Yi got up to get the medicine, and there was a bowl of porridge in the tray.

Holding her against her arms again, Jing Yi helped her tuck the hair on her cheeks behind her ears, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew on it, and brought it to Qiao Chuxun's lips.Because I have never served anyone to drink medicine, I only fed half of the two spoonfuls at first, and the rest spilled from the lips to the chin.

Qiao Chuxun was a little embarrassed, and raised her hand to wipe it off, but Jing Yi directly held down her wrist to keep her from moving.While wiping the liquid medicine with a veil, he leaned close to her ear and teased her in a low voice: "How about changing the feeding method?"

Qiao Chuxun was leaning against Jing Yi's shoulder, so it was easier to see people than before, so she turned her face slightly and raised her eyes to look at him, not understanding what he meant by changing the method.

Jing Yi raised the corners of his lips, scooped up a spoonful of the medicine and fed it into his own mouth, and then, before Qiao Chuxun could react, he put it on her lips and fed it.Qiao Chuxun opened her lips slightly in a daze, feeling the medicine being pushed in by him with the tip of her tongue, and gulped down her throat.The man's tongue was still reluctant to let go, he lingered in it for a while, licked his soft and tender lips, and then left again, picked up the medicine bowl and took another mouthful.

Qiao Chuxun fully understood what this person meant, and hurried to the side to hide, but his body was so weak that he couldn't use his strength, and being held in his arms, he couldn't hide anywhere.After a while Jing Yi fed the whole bowl of medicine mouth to mouth.

Her lips were slightly red and swollen from being kissed, and her cheeks were still brightly colored. Qiao Chuxun leaned on Jing Yi's shoulder, staring at him with angry eyes and started scooping up the porridge.

Jing Yi smiled slightly, looked at her and said, "Can you still feed me like just now?"

Qiao Chuxun hurriedly shook her head, pursed her lips and complained in a low voice: "Don't...Young Master, don't bully me all the time..."

Jing Yi picked up a spoonful of porridge and blew it, brought it to her lips, and said with a soft smile, "Silly girl, is this called bullying?"

When Qiao Chuxun heard this, she recalled being imprisoned in the house before, and the situation where the man folded her arm rudely and eagerly wanted to possess her, her eyes were astringent, and a teardrop slid down her cheek again.

Jing Yi saw her aggrieved look, her eyelids were still slightly pink, her cheeks were pink and her lips were slightly swollen, like a red-eyed little white rabbit, he couldn't help feeling distressed and itchy, let go Tang Shao wiped the tears off his face with his fingers, and coaxed in a soft voice, "Don't cry."

Qiao Chuxun pursed her lips and nodded, leaning obediently in Jing Yi's arms and waiting for the porridge to be fed.There is nothing in the white porridge, but it is smooth and slightly thick, with a faint fragrance of japonica rice itself.He was fed spoonful by spoonful, and wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief from time to time. After eating a bowl of porridge, his mouth gradually felt some taste, the fragrance of rice porridge and the bitterness of the previous bowl of medicine.

Gradually feeling the warmth of this person encircling her, as well as the faint scent of medicine, familiar with the warm chest and the smell of the sachet she made for him, Qiao Chuxun felt a little at ease.After eating the porridge, he didn't want to sleep, his mind was still a little confused, and his ears seemed to be unable to hear the sound, so he gently pulled Jing Yi's skirt with his fingertips, and carefully traced the pattern of auspicious clouds embroidered on it.

Jing Yi put the porridge bowl aside, threw the quilt stained with soup medicine directly onto the soft couch, pulled a cashmere blanket covering the quilt from the side of the bed, and wrapped him tightly from top to bottom.Seeing her misty eyes, playing with her skirt like a child, she also knew that she was confused at the moment, so she simply pulled down the tent and lay down with her.

The wrapped silkworm chrysalis was half lying in his arms, his white and tender fingertips were gently drawing on his chest, with a faint smile on his lips, and gradually those eyes that gently fluttered their eyelashes closed slowly, But his fingers did not forget to pick up his skirt.

Looking at the person in his arms, Jing Yi kept his movements as small as possible, raised his hand to untie the hairpin in his hair, raised the curtain, and extinguished the two lamps with a flick of his fingers.The room was dark, and the two men's black hair intertwined and their breath blended together, and they soon fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)