Get Lost, You Witch! Don’t Even Think About Letting Me Have A Baby With You Again!

In one sentence, all Li Qingming's prepared remarks were blocked.

I'm so gentle!

Yes, you are worse than my master, a thousand times, ten thousand times worse!

Dog witch!

You can't play your cards according to the routine, right?

After cursing in his heart, Li Qingming finally felt a little more comfortable. When he raised his eyes, he noticed a faint smile on the corner of Pei Zhinan's mouth, and realized that he was being played by this witch again.

Another burst of slander:

"Tsundere, you are tsundere!"

"Don't you know that tsundere has long been withdrawn from the market? The more arrogant you are, the more you will cry in the future."

But in the end, Li Qingming still pretended to know nothing, responded with a cold snort and turned away as usual.

For the time being... let's coax this witch.

Seeing that Li Qingming was still the same as before, Pei Zhinan finally felt at ease. The smile on the corner of his mouth was like a blooming rose, delicate and beautiful but with a few sharp thorns.

Even though he knew there was danger, he still couldn't help but touch this temptation with his fingers.

But no matter how beautiful and proud the rose is, there is a time when it can put away its sharp thorns.

"You've been lying down all day, but are you hungry?"

Pei Zhinan's eyes have been firmly fixed on Li Qingming since last night, never leaving him for a moment. At this time, all the melancholy has retreated, and his eyes have become filled with light tenderness.

Li Qingming and Pei Zhulu did not eat just to satisfy their appetites like she did. They both needed the medicinal properties in the spiritual food to nourish their bodies. Especially Li Qingming, who had a good physique but no cultivation at all. The former becomes a burden, constantly consuming the body's spiritual energy like a blood-sucking leech.

As time goes by, the body will become more and more deficient.

It is actually not nonsense to say that Li Qingming is imaginary.

"I'm hungry, I want to drink..." Li Qingming was used to asking for trouble when he said something worse, so he quickly changed his words, "I want to drink some water."

Pei Zhinan was too lazy to do anything, thinking that he would just endure it for today.

There is no shortage of precious materials and spiritual treasures on Ziyun Peak, and the spiritual spring is full of spiritual charm. Not long after, Pei Zhinan came back with a container of spiritual spring, and he also thoughtfully took a cup with a handle on the table in the room.

"You can drink."

Hearing her say this, Li Qingming turned his head again, and then looked at the cup in Pei Zhinan's hand with a dark expression on his face.

It's very difficult for him to even turn his head now, and he really can't even think about raising his hands.

Such a scene only made Pei Zhinan feel that Li Qingming was deliberately irritating him again, so he endured a little impatience and asked: "Why don't you pick it up? I said I was thirsty, so I went to pick up Lingquan. What do you want from me?" "

"Do you think I can raise my hand to take it now?"

Li Qingming responded quietly, and the scene was a little quiet for a while.

After a few breaths, Pei Zhinan's response sounded in the room: "If you don't tell me, how can I know?"

"..."

Li Qingming took a deep breath, feeling a pain in his lungs. He coughed several times and said, "Help me up."

Pei Zhinan is not the kind of person who obeys her orders. She only likes to have others obey her orders. At this time, she somehow didn't even hesitate. She put down the cup and supported Li Qingming's back against the cushion at the head of the bed.

Not only did he move cautiously, as gently as he picked up a piece of tissue paper soaked in water, he even thoughtfully placed a pillow under Li Qingming's waist.

It's not what's on Yu Baiwei's bed, but the belongings she usually puts in storage, tainted with the faint fragrance of her body.

Never doubt a woman's pettiness anytime and anywhere.

Li Qingming kept these things in his eyes and opened his mouth without saying a word. Who would have known that this enchantress was becoming more and more soft-hearted without realizing it.

But how do others know that soft-heartedness is the emotion that Pei Zhinan has always considered to be the most useless.

"Drink."

After placing Li Qingming in place, Pei Zhinan handed the water glass in her hand, pointed it directly at Li Qingming's lips, and then turned her wrist. There was already a hint of impatience on her face.

Being soft-hearted is softening the heart, but not much.

"Um, cough cough cough..."

Li Qingming was choked directly, coughed again, and almost spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. He cursed himself in his heart: "I'm really crazy. How can she, a witch, know how to take care of people? Don't take care of me." Take care of me to death!"

Pei Zhinan felt a little unbearable in her heart, but she still stood there. When Li Qingming stopped coughing, she spoke again: "Do you still want to drink?"

By taking care of Li Qingming like this, she was doing her best.

"It's too cold, go and heat up the spiritual spring." Li Qingming also tried his best to call her.

This tone of giving orders made Pei Zhinan instinctively feel unhappy, and his brows even furrowed. He hesitated for a while, then turned around and did as Li Qingming ordered.

But how could Li Qingming, who finally had the opportunity to call her, stop there?

He uses the witch as a maid!

"Wait a minute, remember to use pear scented wood to burn it. I have a lot of it in the woodshed outside."

!

Pei Zhinan paused for a moment and already had the urge to turn back. However, he heard Li Qingming's weak "cough" behind him and continued walking.

And when she put the hot spring to Li Qingming's lips, the latter frowned and said, "It's so hot, don't you know how to blow on it first?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a click.

The quilt in Pei Zhinan's hand was instantly covered with cracks. Fortunately, it was controlled in time, otherwise Li Qingming would have ended up like a drowned rat.

And it's still "falling hot".

Li Qingming was also frightened. He, Old Li, could be wronged, but Xiao Li could not. He was thinking about the words and said: "Go and pour half a cup of hot water, and then add half a cup of cold water, and that's almost it."

What answered him was Pei Zhinan's cold and faint gaze, which made Li Qingming almost shrink back, fearing that the witch would draw her sword and chop him down in the next second.

But it doesn’t matter. If he is really killed, it will be Li Qingming in the future. What does it have to do with me now?

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally ended with Li Qingming's victory declared.

Pei Zhinan usually always told you to go east, but she must go west. This time, she really obeyed Li Qingming's orders.

As a result, Li Qingming felt that his title of "injured patient" was really useful, and he was so bold that when Pei Zhinan brought him half a cup of hot water and half a cup of cold water, he still found fault in saying: "It's still a little colder. "

At this time, Pei Zhinan finally lost his temper, and his eyes were so cold that Li Qingming was also a little frightened.

He could only bite the bullet and explain:

"My body is injured. It can easily irritate if it's too cold or too hot."

Pei Zhinan didn't even blink, as if he was watching an extremely low-quality performance. Li Qingming's scalp went numb when he stared at her, and he fell silent as he spoke.

The atmosphere became more and more silent, so silent that Li Qingming even trembled a little, but just when he felt a little sweaty, he suddenly saw Pei Zhinan pick up the cup and take a sip of the spiritual spring.

Then he blocked his lips directly.

"Hmm~"

Li Qingming wanted to struggle, but how could he find the strength?

Pei Zhinan could only be allowed to do whatever he wanted.

After a long while, Pei Zhinan slowly stood up and stared at Li Qingming condescendingly, his tone indifferent but with a little bit of unnoticeable nervousness,

she asked:

"Li Qingming,"

"Are you satisfied now?"