Priceless little cute wife

"I said, don't mess with me!" Donggong Yao roared in her ear, and then suddenly shook his hand. The body of Tong Hua was immediately thrown out and hit one side of the wooden wall.

It hurts to be hit in the back, but fortunately, the wood has decayed. Although it hurts, it won't break itself.

This guy is really. He can't change it at any time!

"I'm a doctor!" Tong Hua looked at Donggong Yao and said, then rubbed his shoulder.

A little light slowly lit up. Under the light, Donggong Yao had a untidy face with a beard, with consternation in his eyes, and then looked at himself with the light.

Tong Hua immediately subconsciously wanted to cover his face, but he had been seen by Donggong Yao.

damn! He should recognize himself!

The child painting sighed, and then he could only say directly, "I just came to see your wound! And some medicine! "

With that, he put the medicine box on the table and opened it.

"Can you... Speak my language?"

Suddenly Donggong Yao asked softly across the street. Children's painting opened the box with a slight lag, and then looked at him a little unbelievably.

He... Didn't recognize himself? Although the old doctor's method is really good, that is, cosmetic surgery, he just added a little more color to his face. Shouldn't he be unable to recognize himself?

"I... of course I will... I was..."

"You know what I'm saying? Excellent! At last there is someone who understands me! " Donggong Yao seemed very happy. Then he immediately came and grabbed the child painting's wrist and pulled it heavily.

Suddenly, the children's painting couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning. Can't this guy's action be smaller? If he pulls him twice, his hand will break!

"Donggong Yao... Have you had enough? There's a limit to joking? "

The children's painting looked at him and shouted, if his hand is hurt, how can I dispense medicine for him?

"Donggong Yao? Who is it? Is it me? "

This time, the children's painting noticed something wrong, then stopped what he was doing and looked up at his eyes.

Under the light, Donggong Yao seemed to be thinking about something, but looking at him, he was not joking with himself, but he... Really forgot?

"You... Can't remember who I am?"

"I don't remember!" Donggong Yao shook his head, "do we know each other?"

"I've had a few chances before, but why did you come here?"

"I don't remember! When I woke up, I was already here and watched by a group of people as monkeys. They don't understand my words, and I don't understand their words! "

"Then they sent me here like a fool, but... I also want to leave, but I can't remember where I came from! I think... I should have lost my memory! "

"Damn the sea, damn it! Why did I run to the sea? " Donggong Yao frowned and looked annoyed.

The child painting looked at his expression, but he couldn't help laughing.

I've seen many different expressions of Donggong Yao, but I haven't seen much like now.

"What are you laughing at?" Donggong Yao looked up at the children's painting and looked unhappy.

"Nothing! Don't worry, I'll cure you! " The child painting held back his smile and said solemnly.

It used to be his own amnesia, but now it's him. Fate really makes a big joke on people, but anyway, it's good that he can't remember himself. I just don't know when he will remember himself, just like... I can never forget him.

Just thinking, suddenly a hand slowly stretched out and gently stroked her cheek twice.

The children's painting was immediately startled, then jumped to the back with the fastest speed and looked at Donggong Yao nervously: "Donggong Yao... What are you doing?"

"I......" Donggong Yao looked at his hand and seemed to be confused. He didn't understand how he looked at this woman and would suddenly stretch out his hand

"Wait..." the children's painting went farther, and then he realized that something was wrong with Donggong Yao. After his eyes adapted to the light, he realized that Donggong Yao's face was very ugly at the moment, and his head was covered with sweat.

You know, it's wet and cold here. There's a problem with him sweating so much, and the place where he bandaged during the day has begun to bleed now!

This guy can't be

The child painting immediately came forward, and then pressed his hand directly on his forehead. It was hot!

"You have a fever!"

"Me? Fever? " Donggong Yao looked up at the children's painting, just opposite her four eyes. Her eyes have a reassuring power, and it seems that she can see her heart at a glance

But before he was intoxicated, Donggong Yao blacked out, and then immediately lost consciousness. His body also fell heavily on one side of the simple wooden bed.

"Donggong Yao? Donggong Yao? " The child's painting shook slightly twice, but he didn't feel it at all.

She immediately used herbal medicine for Donggong Yao, but it still didn't work.

damn! He was hot all over, but he was shivering, but there was nothing else here to keep him warm and sweat. Relying on his own cold sweat, it was impossible to dissipate heat.

And these are herbs. Although they are useful, they take effect slowly. What should I do?

Children's painting checked the whole room and found nothing to use, only... Himself

Thinking of this, Tong Hua looked at Donggong Yao who was already in a coma, then clenched his teeth, pulled all his clothes off, and then took off his clothes.

Just a moment's hesitation before going to bed... But the old doctor said that the doctor's parents' heart is just to save people, doesn't he mean anything else?

So she grabbed the cold quilt on his bed and wrapped the two naked people together.

He seemed to have endless sweat, soaked her, and her body lay tightly on his side, like an octopus on his body.

Although he is shy, he has lost consciousness and memory. I'm afraid he won't remember it at all, so there should be no problem

Just thinking of this, he only noticed that his hand gently stretched out, and then directly hugged his bare back and held her tightly in his arms.

This guy, even if he is ill and has amnesia, why is he still so rogue?

He wanted to push away, but listening to his heavy breathing and slight sweat on his body, the children's painting knew that he didn't mean it now, so even if he was a little uncomfortable, he could only hold him tightly.

The tide was loud outside, wave after wave, as if they were going to drown them.

Children's painting is not sleepy. Looking at Donggong Yao who has fallen asleep like a child in front of him, it is really inexplicably funny. They are like a dream. Today you are for me and tomorrow I am for you, but no one can get around who.

Even though Donggong Yao was shipwrecked, he still came to the island. It was like the wheel of his own destiny. It seemed that no matter how he turned, he would eventually touch each other.

Thinking of this, Tong Hua sighed and closed her eyes. She didn't sleep all night last night. She's a little tired today. I'd better close her eyes a little and have a rest!

Faintly, the children's painting seemed to hear something shouting outside. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked around.

Donggong Yao in his arms hasn't woke up yet, but his breathing has been stable and his sweat has dried up. It looks like he's having a beautiful dream.

The children's painting smiled, but he noticed that the room seemed to be brighter.

damn! She forgot that the old doctor said to wait there before sunrise! How did you forget?

Thinking of this, she immediately put on her clothes at the fastest speed, took the medicine box and peeped at the door.

There are several ships on the sea in the distance. It seems that they are going to drive out to fish. Everyone looks over there. Not many people look at their own place. This is a good opportunity!

Thinking of this, Tong Hua immediately sneaked out, and then trotted all the way to the place agreed with the doctor.

From a distance, I saw the doctor stamping his feet anxiously over there. When I saw the children's painting coming, I was relieved: "queen, you finally came. Let's go back quickly! But now your paint has melted, so I'm afraid people will see it in the past. "

"You still use yesterday's paint..."

"No... that kind of paint can muddle through at night, but when we get to the door, it's sunny. I'm afraid it will be seen by others. This method can't be used anymore. I think it's still..."

The old doctor looked at the children's paintings, looked at the surrounding soil, and then suddenly bent down to put some soil on the ground: "queen, I'm sorry! In order to get in, you can only dirty your face! "

After that, the old doctor touched the soil directly on the face of the children's painting.

The two men finally arrived at the entrance of the palace. Although the old doctor led the way, the soldiers nearby didn't ask much, but their puzzled eyes kept looking at the children's painting behind the old doctor.

Seeing this, the old doctor immediately smiled and said, "look at this guy. I just took him out once. It's like this. People who are used to walking in the palace can't even walk on the mud outside!"

"Ha ha... Old doctor, you think everyone is like you. You are old and strong. At this age, you still run at night and during the day!" The two soldiers laughed as they listened.

In this way, they really muddled through and entered the palace.

Back to the bedroom, the children's painting immediately asked Mora to pour water and take a bath. Mora was confused when she looked at her.

Strange. What did the old doctor ask the queen to do? How did this happen?

"Mora, no one is allowed to say this today, do you hear me?" The child painting looked at Mora and said.

"Well, I see!" Although Mora was still full of question marks, she nodded.

Children's paintings were soaked in the bucket, and their fatigue came up. They just felt like they wanted to have a good sleep, and their eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, Mora suddenly made a fuss and shouted behind her: "Queen... Your wound behind your back..."

The children's painting suddenly woke up and looked at Mora: "what's the matter?"

It turned out that there was a huge bruise behind her, almost at her waist. She couldn't see it, but she understood that it was estimated that when Donggong Yao pushed herself away last night, she accidentally hit the wooden wall and left traces!

I've been nervous all the time, so I didn't notice the scars here at all. Now I'm soaking in the water and reminded by mora, I immediately feel some faint pain in my back.