Chapter 60: Pretty Junior Sister (Thirteen)



Yueyue solved the thunder, so he doesn’t have to turn into an egg!

He is still the incomparably brave demigod!

Lulu flapped its wings, headed towards Wanyue's face, its long, inky black beak wide open, and a series of crisp chirps rang out.

Wanyue: "......"

Crazy?

"Stinky parrot, shut up!"

Open your mouth so wide, do you want me to admire your tongue?

Lulu closed her mouth, her round eyes full of grievance.

Yueyue doesn't love me anymore.

Oh, oh, oh…

Sure enough, love will disappear.

Lulu glanced at Wanyue with tears in her eyes, and then a green light flashed around her body, and she returned to Wanyue's sea of ​​consciousness.

Wanyue: "......"

What's wrong?

What's with that look that looks like he's looking at a heartless man?

She is such a kind, cute, beautiful and intelligent little fairy, how can she have anything to do with a heartless man, right?

Qin Jiuci was awakened by the heat.

He felt like something was pressing on him. Not only was he hot, but he also found it difficult to breathe.

The first thing Qin Jiuci saw when he opened his eyes was several quilts piled high on top of him.

It was taller than his head.

The quilt covered his neck, leaving a gap in the middle that just covered his face so that he could breathe normally.

Qin Jiuci: “…”

He should be thankful that the person who covered him with the quilt did not suffocate him to death.

Sitting up and pushing away the thick layers of quilts covering him, Qin Jiuci felt that most of the heat surrounding him disappeared in an instant.

The feeling of tightness in the chest gradually disappeared.

But what followed was pain that came from all over the body.

Qin Jiuci's memory gradually returned, and he remembered that he was being beaten before he fell into a coma.

He had no idea what happened after that.

Qin Jiuci turned his head and looked at the surrounding environment.

This should be the residence of a disciple. He is lying on the bed in the room at this moment.

In Xuanmen, the rooms where all disciples live are decorated the same and are easy to identify.

Qin Jiuci slowly moved his gaze, passing over the bookcase and the soft couch that had obviously been slept on, and finally stopped at the table in the middle of the room.

There was a vase with some brightly colored flowers on the table, and besides that, there was a half-eaten plate of pastries.

When did these little cakes appear in Xuanmen?

He remembered that most of the disciples in the sect had already started fasting and no longer needed to eat.

As for those disciples who have low cultivation and have not yet practiced fasting, they usually go to the dining hall to eat, and there are only meals in the dining hall, no cakes.

Qin Jiuci looked at the plate of pastries on the table and fell into deep thought.

In the silence, the door of the room was pushed open. A burst of light footsteps accompanied by the owner's brisk voice sounded and reached Qin Jiuci's ears. "Hey, Qin Jiuci, why are you sitting up? No, no, lie down quickly!"

As she spoke, Wanyue put down the things in her hand, walked forward to the bed, and put her hand on Qin Jiuci's shoulder.

Before Qin Jiuci could even say a word, Wanyue pushed him back onto the bed. He then watched helplessly as Wanyue pulled back the thick quilts that he had just pushed away and covered him tightly with them.

Wanyue patted the bulging quilt, feeling extremely satisfied.

"The doctor said you can't catch a cold, so you must cover yourself well with a blanket."

As Wanyue spoke, she carefully pressed down the corner of Qin Jiuci's quilt. She stopped only after she was sure that not a trace of cold wind could get in.

Qin Jiuci felt that the stuffy heat that had woken him up just now enveloped his whole body again, making it difficult for him to breathe.

After organizing his words, Qin Jiuci hesitated and said, "Miss Zhu, you don't need to cover me with so many quilts. I'm not cold."

On the contrary, he was hot.

Wanyue pulled a chair over to sit beside the bed, then picked up a half-plate of pastries from the table and held it in her arms. After completing this series of actions, she looked at Qin Jiuci and said, "The doctor is a professional, and we must listen to what he says."

If you are injured, just listen to the doctor and you will recover faster.

It is wrong to hide your illness and avoid seeing a doctor!

Qin Jiuci twisted around on the bed, trying to expose his entire face. He took a few breaths of hot air and then argued with Wanyue, "Miss Zhu, I know my own body well. I'm really fine, so you... well!"

Wanyue dusted off the pastry crumbs on her hands and sat back in her chair.

On the bed, Qin Jiuci was chewing the pastry in his mouth, and his whole mouth was filled with the sweet taste.

So this is what pastries taste like.

So sweet...

Qin Jiuci swallowed the pastry in his mouth and was about to speak again about the quilt when he looked up and met Wanyue's smiling eyes.

Wanyue raised the pastry in her hand, and Qin Jiuci immediately understood what she meant. He pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Wanyue was in a good mood and put the pastry in her hand into her mouth.

That’s right, you should listen to what the doctor says so that you can get better quickly.

Oh, she was really worried.

Qin Jiuci fell into a deep sleep in the stuffy heat. Because he was injured, he closed his eyes after a short while.

"Qin Jiuci, get up and take your medicine!"

Qin Jiuci opened his eyes drowsily. In the warm yellow light, the person standing beside the bed seemed to be covered with a halo, and a pair of smiling eyes were imprinted directly into Qin Jiuci's heart.

Qin Jiuci just stared at it in a daze.

Wanyue held the porcelain bowl in her hand, the rising mist clouded her eyes and brows, adding a touch of tenderness to the blur.

Seeing that the person on the bed didn't move, Wanyue bent down and moved closer to call out again, "Qin Jiuci, did you hear me? Get up and take your medicine."

Is the little liar afraid of taking medicine?

Nowadays, many people don’t like taking medicine because it tastes too bitter.

She has a deep understanding of this.

Considering Qin Jiuci's reaction just now, Wanyue automatically classified him as someone who was afraid of taking medicine.

In an instant... Wanyue felt a little excited.

Humph, good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

This time it's her turn to force people to take medicine!

Wanyue moved closer with the porcelain bowl in hand, "Qin Jiuci, drink the medicine quickly~"

You are a brave person, learn to face the bitter medicine.

You have to drink the medicine with a smile.

Qin Jiuci came back to his senses and was startled when he saw Wanyue's face so close to him.

Why is Miss Zhu so close to me?

Qin Jiuci couldn't help but blush as he smelled the faint floral scent wafting through his nose.

He rolled sideways in bed and then sat up.

Try to avoid contact with Wanyue.

"Miss Zhu, please give me the medicine."

Qin Jiuci reached out to Wanyue.

Wanyue handed over the porcelain bowl with a smile, staring at Qin Jiuci's face, not missing a single expression on his face.

Under Wanyue's gaze, Qin Jiuci raised his head and drank the medicine in the porcelain bowl with quick and neat movements.

After drinking, Qin Jiuci placed the porcelain bowl on the table beside the bed.

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