The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Luo Ci was stunned for a moment, but did not explain, there was a faint tingling pain in the temple, and the pain spread little by little, showing signs of deepening.

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and before she could react, the world turned around. There was a momentary gloom in her eyes, and it took a long while to see the surroundings clearly.

She returned to her body.

The legs are really sore, and the pain in the lower abdomen is very severe.

However, the fragments remained silent and did not reveal the slightest bit.

As soon as Jun Heng returned to his body, he was caught off guard by the tingling pain in his mind, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and he looked a little ruthless.

The slender body of the young emperor swayed like he was drunk, and he looked unsteady. The fingers hanging on his side were slightly open, and he wanted to stretch out to grab something, but he could only freeze in place, his hands tense. It was so tight that he didn't grasp anything, but it made people see that he was exerting so much force that even his knuckles were white.

He is an emperor, and he can't show his panic. He must sit high on the dragon chair and be the emperor of the world.

Luo Ci suddenly felt a little distressed. She slowly held Jun Heng's tight and strong hand. If she touched it, it would inevitably hurt, but after the young emperor realized that it was her, he slowly relaxed and let it go little by little. She clenched her palm tightly, and her frail body gave him support.

Jun Heng wanted to reach out and hug her, to hug her tightly, so that he could feel her realism.

But the other hand didn't dare to move.

He can't hold her anymore.

Without a sense of direction, he didn't know his position at all, so he couldn't touch her accurately. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he would let her know that he was worse than a blind man.

A blind man can only see and perceive things around him, but he not only can't see but also loses his perception.

He couldn't even stand still.

I can only search randomly, stumbling, obviously what I want to find is by my side, but it always slams around like a headless fly.

He didn't want her to see such an embarrassed appearance.

But she still saw it.

Jun Heng's long, dark eyes dimmed, with self-loathing, he pursed his lips tightly, and the color of his lips was already white.

He doesn't seem to like her anymore.

All the original assumptions were shattered in an instant, and those sporadic joys would also be far away from him.

The girl's soft voice rang in her ears, "I'll help you go to the bed."

"Is there a trusted imperial physician? Would you like to call Eunuch Li in?"

Jun Heng supported her and slowly returned to the bed, with forbearance and depression in his eyes, he said, "No problem, I can just lie down and rest for a while."

He knew his situation, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

"Let's pass the meal first."

He didn't forget that it was time for her to drink medicine.

Luo Ci bit her lip slightly, but in the end she didn't ask directly.

Fragments certainly don't say.

After the palace people passed the meal, they retreated. Neither of the two moved their chopsticks. Jun Heng broke the peace first, "Eat quickly."

Luo Ci looked at him fixedly, the fragments... are they invisible?

She picked up a small delicate pastry and held it to his lips, but he didn't respond.

She held Jun Heng's hand, "Can I feed you?"

The young emperor's crow feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, but he was not willing to refuse, and a very light character overflowed from his lips, "Okay."

The touch on the edge of the lips is very obvious. When he opened his lips, the pastry pushed inward a little, intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't need to capture the position himself.

Sadly, he may not be able to taste accurately even the food on his lips.

Reason told him that he should push her away and stay away from her, but he was very reluctant to part with her.

He was neither willing to let her leave him nor to break her heart again.

Even if there is nothing warm between them and the relationship is not hot or cold, he still wants her to accompany him.

After he took a bite, she pushed in a little bit until he bit her finger, and both of them were stunned.

Luo Ci retracted her fingers. It was also the first time she fed someone. The corners of her mouth were inevitably stained with some debris. She picked up the handkerchief and wiped it gently.

By the time the breakfast was over, it had already taken two quarters of an hour, during which she only ate a little, and then patiently fed it.

She drank the medicine in one breath, not even eating the candied fruit, and approached Jun Heng to help him go to bed to rest.

At this time, the darkness in front of Jun Heng's eyes slowly dissipated, he saw the surrounding environment clearly, and his eyes fell on the table full of meals.

He remembered the food she fed him very well.

Breakfast has been nothing more than these few years, and you can know the name just by tasting it, and the amount of each plate is fixed.

Therefore, he could easily see how much she ate, only two small pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Feeding myself almost the whole time.

The candied fruit next to the medicine bowl was completely untouched.

He knew how terrified she was of bitterness and how sensitive her body was to bitterness.

There is nothing more intuitive than the feeling of being in your own place.

The young emperor suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the candied fruit, but his sense of direction has not recovered, and he looks very embarrassed, like a drowning person struggling to grab the rocks on the shore, embarrassed and stubborn.

Luo Ci's heart was slightly astringent, she held his hand, slowly moved to a place close to the candied fruit, and then asked him to pick it up by himself.

Jun Heng got the candied fruit and looked at her with dark eyes, with deep emotions in it, he put it into his mouth with some difficulty.

The sense of direction gradually recovered, he pulled her into his arms and held her face, with ruthlessness in his dark eyes, he grabbed her lips fiercely, the tip of his tongue pressed the candied fruit, and his lips and tongue were lingering, even with the bitter taste of Chinese medicine. , with the sweetness of candied fruit, taste together.

He kissed a little hard at the beginning, as if he wanted to vent all his emotions in this kiss. The light in his long and narrow black eyes was on and off, and then it softened like a spring breeze and drizzle. reluctant.

After a long while, Jun Heng let go of the girl, slender fingers caressed her reddish lips, and his voice was hoarse, "Is it still bitter?"

Luo Ci was slightly stunned, she was sitting on his lap at this time, her waist was held tightly by the fragments, her posture was a little ambiguous.

But she didn't have time to think about it.

The heart seems to have feathers scratching, it is a very soft feeling.

She shook her head gently, "It's not bitter anymore."

"What happened to you letting go?"

Jun Heng chuckled lightly, he rarely laughed, the smile at this moment was like a flash in the pan, and his voice was softer than ever before, "I was poisoned when I was young, and I have been treated by imperial physicians all these years, and now the poison is about to end. Once it’s resolved, the little sequelae left by the residual poison will get better after a while.”

His tone was somewhat casual, as if he didn't care about the poison at all.

Luo Ci looked into his eyes, wanting to see if he was lying, but his eyes were very firm, and he looked directly at her without avoiding or dodging.

"But you couldn't even see it just now, and you were even a little unsteady."