“Eat!”
Cao Hongyuan washed his hands first, picked up a cup of soup as clear as white water and took a sip.
Song Ning sniffed. The strange fragrance she smelled just now came from this bowl of Gu soup.
"Boiling cabbage?"
Song Ning took a deep breath in ecstasy, and couldn't wait to stretch out her claws to grab the soup that belonged to her.
Bang!
Cao Hongyuan hit Song Ning's paw with his chopsticks, "Wash your hands!"
He didn't use much force, but Song Ning's skin was extremely delicate, and soon a shocking red mark appeared on the back of her hand.
Cao Hongyuan's eyes darkened, and he suddenly lost interest in eating.
He stood up suddenly, kicked the stool that was in the way away, and walked out without saying a word.
"ill!"
Song Ning didn't even look at the scar on the back of her hand. She washed her hands anxiously and began to enjoy the food happily.
Cao Hongyuan really knows how to enjoy himself!
Look, this meal is almost as good as a state banquet.
It’s better if he leaves, all these will be hers!
Song Ning was like a little mouse that fell into a rice jar, and he never stopped talking.
The other real mouse had eaten so much that its belly was round and it lay miserably on the table trying to digest the food.
When Cao Hongyuan reappeared holding a small jade bottle, there was only a table full of empty plates that were cleaner than his face.
The portions of these dishes are not big. Although there are a lot of them, they are not very filling!
Besides, it was served with white rice, so Song Ning accidentally ate it all...
"Oh…"
Cao Hongyuan was so angry that he laughed.
Song Ning, sprawled on the sofa, felt inexplicably guilty. It seemed Cao Hongyuan had no food to eat...
"I'll ask Yu Hua to cook a few dishes for you..."
Song Ning pursed her lips dryly into a smile, then jumped up and walked out the door.
"It will be quick, just wait a moment..."
Cao Hongyuan took a step forward and quickly and accurately grabbed Song Ning's wrist.
Song Ning was startled and subconsciously began to make hand gestures with his left hand.
Although she didn't have any evil energy to borrow at this moment, she could still use the "Thunder Attraction Technique"!
Cao Hongyuan ignored Song Ning's complicated inner thoughts. He flipped the palm that was pinching her wrist, and Song Ning's red and swollen back was exposed to the sight of both of them.
He opened the small porcelain bottle in his hand with one hand, scooped out a piece of fragrant and translucent emerald green ointment and carefully applied it on the back of Song Ning's hand.
Well…
Song Ning was slightly stunned, and subconsciously clenched his left fist, retracting the spiritual power that was about to be released.
"I can do it myself..."
Song Ning spoke awkwardly and turned her wrist uncomfortably.
Cao Hongyuan is like this... She feels weird...
"Don't move!"
Cao Hongyuan tightened his grip to ensure that Song Ning could not break free.
He carefully applied a thick layer of ointment on the red and swollen areas, and finally blew on them gently.
Song Ning felt an even stronger sense of weirdness in her heart. She didn't know if it was the effect of the ointment or the last breath from Cao Hongyuan, but the back of her hand felt itchy.
Song Ning couldn't help but wanted to grab it, but Cao Hongyuan grabbed her other wrist.
"Don't catch!"
Cao Hongyuan rarely smiled. "Have you heard of dream medicine?"
"Um?"
Song Ning looked at Cao Hongyuan in confusion and instantly forgot what he was doing.
"Have you heard of the gifted poets in Tibet?"
Cao Hongyuan held Song Ning's wrist with one hand in a friendly manner.
Unfortunately, Song Ning's attention was focused on Cao Hongyuan's words and she didn't think about this at all.
Cao Hongyuan showed a charming smile that made Song Ning dizzy.
"A dream doctor is like a gifted poet. An ordinary peasant woman, who could barely even read, had a strange dream one night..."
"In her dream, a strange person dictated a prescription to her. What's even stranger is that when the old woman woke up, the prescription seemed to be engraved in her mind."
"The herbs used in that recipe are even more common in the mountains... The old woman followed the strange man's instructions and created this miraculous plaster..."
Cao Hongyuan raised the small jade bottle in his hand and said, "This is the ointment. It's very effective. It's very effective for scalds, burns, wounds... It's very effective."
"But the strange thing is that only this old woman can make it. Even if others get the recipe and copy the old woman's movements one-to-one, they still can't make it..."
"It's amazing, isn't it?"
“It’s truly amazing!”
Song Ning was deeply attracted by Cao Hongyuan's words. She didn't expect that there was such a magical existence in this world?
Maybe she had it in her previous world, but the world was too big and she had too little access to it.
Song Ning wanted to take the small jade bottle and take a look at it confidently, but when she moved her arm, she found that her wrist was still held by Cao Hongyuan's palm.
"Can you let go now?"
Song Ning struggled slightly, but Cao Hongyuan was not moved at all. He stared stubbornly at the back of Song Ning's right hand.
"Be good! Wait three more seconds..."
Song Ning paused, and the strange feeling in her heart became even stronger. Is Cao Hongyuan... flirting with her?
good?
???
Is he crazy, or is she crazy?!
Song Ning's eyes immediately widened, as if she wanted to see through Cao Hongyuan's eyes to see his inner thoughts...
"you…"
"alright!"
After three seconds, Cao Hongyuan kept his promise and let go of Song Ning's wrist.
"Now look down at the wound..."
Cao Hongyuan was surprisingly good-tempered and reminded Song Ning.
Song Ning belatedly realized and looked down, and the redness and swelling on the back of her hand had disappeared.
So this is what Cao Hongyuan meant by three seconds...
It's a miracle ointment!
No! That's not the point!
The key point is what does Cao Hongyuan mean?
"This bottle of ointment is for you..."
Cao Hongyuan took a few steps back with his hands outstretched, and placed the small jade bottle on the table.
"Well…"
The words in Song Ning's heart were suddenly blocked in her stomach, and she almost got internal injuries from holding it in.
She was being sentimental...
"We'll go to Mr. Hou first..."
After a while, Xiao Zhao kindly brought over a bowl of noodles that looked quite good.
Cao Hongyuan ate noodles elegantly without even glancing at Song Ning.
Song Ning was hit by another arrow in the heart.
She is really being sentimental...
She said how could Cao Hongyuan like her!
Don't scare yourself. It's scary to be favored by someone like him!
Song Ning picked up the small jade bottle, gently dug out a small amount of ointment and felt it carefully, then let out a soft "hmm".
"There's even a faint spiritual power in this..."
“No wonder it works so well…”
Spiritual power?
Cao Hongyuan paused while eating noodles, but soon returned to normal.
"I'm going to prepare it, you take your time eating..."
Song Ning used the prepared excuse to walk out of the reception room with a clear conscience.
"When will this kind of day end?"
Song Ning sighed and his shoulders slumped instantly.
She had originally made an appointment with Baizhi to go to Uncle Hou's house together tomorrow.
Now it’s so bad, it’s inconvenient to go anywhere with Cao Hongyuan...
Oh my God!
"Ms. Song Ning, Cao Yuzi asked you to hurry up!"
Xiao Zhao stared at Song Ning expressionlessly, like an unscrupulous supervisor.
Hurry, hurry, hurry! Hurry for my life!
"ah…"
Song Ning's face turned red and she rubbed her hair a few times in annoyance.
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