"I'm fine. Don't go."

"How can it be all right? It's poisoned." Cheng Duoduo is worried.

Leng Wumian held her: "I'm really fine. You help me sit next to me."

Cheng Duoduo is really worried, but she can't earn money when she is pulled by cold sleeplessness. She simply responds to his request and is ready to help him find a place to sit first, and then diagnose his pulse by herself to see the situation first.

As a result, cold sleepless had to designate a place: "you help me to the tree house."

"Young Lord, you are poisoned. You'd better find a place to sit down first and go to the tree house another day." Cheng Duoduo worried.

Leng Wumian simply said, "then help me back to my room."

"OK, hold on and I'll help you back."

Cheng Duoduo's thick nerve, where can he find the cold and sleepless careful thought.

I really thought he was poisoned. I carefully helped him back to his room and was ready to help him to bed.

It was cold and sleepless. I was embarrassed and said, "help me sit down in the chair."

Cheng Duoduo was stubborn: "no, young Lord, you are poisoned. Lie down first and I'll take your pulse first."

Leng Wumian didn't say anything. Cheng Duoduo helped him sit down on the bed.

"Young master, lie down first. I've observed all the way. You shouldn't be deeply poisoned. Since you don't want to call the old city Lord and the eldest lady, let me take your pulse."

Then he motioned Leng sleepless to lie down. Seeing him sitting still, he also helped him lie down carefully.

Then take his pulse seriously.

Leng Wumian glanced at her and suddenly asked, "Cheng Duoduo, why are you not afraid of me now?"

Cheng Duoduo's body stiffened, and the next moment he felt his pulse carefully.

But he frowned: "young Lord, how can you be so weak? Not like poisoning? Eh? Strange... "

Cold sleepless body was weak. The result of general doctors taking his pulse was similar to that of Cheng Duoduo.

"What's strange?"

Leng Wumian looked at her seriously and couldn't help laughing.

Cheng Duoduo didn't find the difference between cold and sleepless. He was still seriously identifying the pulse. It took him a long time to say:

"Although you are weak, there is no sign of poisoning. Why do you suddenly turn your skin so black... No, your hands are not black. Why is your neck so black?"

Cheng Duoduo approached and carefully observed the blackened skin on the cold sleepless face.

Reach out and touch.

"Eh?"

This greasy feel

And the smell... Why is it so like the smell of the can of powder that the eldest lady once gave her.

Cheng Duoduo thought like this, subconsciously stretched out his hand, touched his face, and then touched it

"Young Lord, how does your face fade?" Cheng Duoduo was stunned.

The next moment, he suddenly reacted, looked at his fingers stained with black powder, and was stunned: "this..."

Why is it so like smearing it on?

Like the bright moon in the sky, the handsome and extraordinary little Lord, even smeared powder cream?

Or black cream?

Cheng Duoduo was so surprised that he opened his mouth. He looked at the cold sleepless, and then looked at his fingers obviously stained with black powder: "young Lord... Are you... Stimulated?"

Suddenly wearing red clothes and blackening your face?

Is the young Lord stimulated by anything?

Cheng Duoduo thought after he knew it: didn't he stimulate him yesterday?

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