Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"You sit, you sit."

Wen Xiaoai pulled Feng Lidan to a chair, waited for Feng Lidan to sit down, and immediately squeezed his shoulders to please him.

"Aren't you tired? Have you had dinner? There are so many delicious foods here, do you want something to eat? I'll call Xiaocha to make it if it's not enough."

Feng Lidan raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked sideways at Wen Xiaoai who was squeezing his arm with a dogleg: "Oh, my little princess has grown up? You know that you feel bad about me? I used to cook medicated food for you, but I didn't have this treatment Ah, you have to chase the cooked medicinal meal behind your **** to coax you to drink, and you have to give you something delicious after drinking. Why are you so sensible now?"

"Ah? Medicinal diet?" Wen Xiaoai was stunned, and looked at the white medicine cup in front of Feng Li's desk, indicating that she hadn't noticed just now.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai's reaction, Feng Lidan felt a little heartbroken.

Feelings, this little girl is not grateful for him at all.

"Why, what else did you make a mistake?" Feng Li asked out of anger.

"Why, people are very well-behaved, okay? Let's talk..." Wen Xiaoai lowered his voice and reached Feng Litan's ear and said: "Is there anything in this human world that can make me make mistakes."

"Then you beat my back and squeezed my shoulders again, and asked me so enthusiastically if I have anything to eat, what are you doing?"

"Hehe Fenglidan, um, can I ask you for a favor?" Wen Xiaoai squeezed his shoulders while grinning and said his purpose.

"Help?" Feng Li couldn't help looking at Jun Moyan who was looking at them.

Then he said sourly: "You have Jun Moyan that **** in this place, do you still need my help?"

"You can use it. Jun Moyan really can't do this. You can only do it with the King of Medicine, and you can do it only with the King of Medicine in the world." Wen Xiaoai slid and slapped his horse.

In this passage from Wen Xiaoai, Feng Lidan only noticed the most crucial one, and it was also the most useful sentence for him: Jun Moyan can't do it, only you can do it.

"Oh? Really? Tell me about it." Feng Lidan immediately put on her airs and looked provocatively at the opposite Jun Moyan.

The look and expression seemed to say: Did you see it? Only I can do it.

"Feng Lidan, do you often say that saving one's life is better than building a seventh-level buddha? You also say that you can't save non-gentlemen if you die, and you say..."

"Stop, stop, who do you want me to save?" He knew it was such a mess.

"Hehe." Wen Xiaoai knelt down and was about to pinch Feng Lidan's legs. When he was about to speak, Feng Lidan quickly helped her up.

"I can't stand it if I have something to say."

"Oh." Wen Xiaoai stood up and continued to pinch Feng Lidan's arm.

"After I came here, someone treated me like a family member. He was very good to me. Some delicious foods were sent here..."

"Just say, who?"

"Second brother."

"Second brother? Where's your second brother?" Feng Li was taken aback and looked at Wen Xiaoai.

"Jun Moyan's second brother is also my second brother."

Sure enough, it has something to do with Jun Moyan.

Feng Lidan's face sank immediately.

"Second Brother Jun, his legs are inherently incapable of walking. I have found a lot of doctors to see it, but I can’t help it. I thought I had the opportunity to show my second brother with you. It happened that you came this time, Feng Lidan, You come with me to see how your second brother’s legs are?"

"No time." Feng Li didn't even think about it, but refused, and stood up to leave.

"Feng Li Dan." Wen Xiaoai grabbed him.

"Feng Lidan, don't you want to be like this. My second brother is so young, but he can only sit in a wheelchair there every day. As a healer, you can save the dead and heal the wounded. You can bear to watch him spend his entire life in a wheelchair."