Chapter 1872

"At that time, Darrow can't save you."

She felt for the sunset pieces in her pocket.

"Don't worry, I will find a way to cure you."

"Of course, my green glass is the world-famous doctor in Fengling land!"

Jun Aohan dotes on her head.

"I'm waiting for that day."

"Well, I don't know if they all escaped."

Ye Qingli thinks about it.

"If they thought I was dead, they would be very sad."

After all, those are good friends of their own.

She said a few words to herself, and saw that Jun Aohan looked at her with very sad eyes.

It's like she did a big mistake.

"What are you doing?"

"I really want to wonder if there is something wrong with my charm. When facing you, you are still thinking about others?"

Ye Qingli's face was speechless.

"Aren't you satisfied that you are all opposite me now? Can't even think about other people? "

"No way."

You haughty cold face domineering expression.

"Of course, I want to completely occupy the heart of green glass, occupy every corner of your heart, and leave no place for others, even a corner is not allowed."

He was so domineering, so natural.

Just like a king who looks down on the world.

Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish.

Ye Qingli said he was speechless.

"You are such a little nuisance."

"Darling, I just know a few friends. I won't take your position. Darling."

She doted on her face and patted her husband on the head.

Now she found that Jun Aohan was like a child at this time.

The two men snuggled together like this.

One bite at a time.

Although eating very slowly, Jun Aohan still ate all the porridge.

He licked his lips, a look of aftertaste.

Then, he looked at Ye Qingli with expectant eyes.

"I still want to eat."

"No more."

Ye Qingli flatly refuses.

"You have such a serious injury. Your gastrointestinal function is in a state of disorder. You can't eat too much. Otherwise, your gastrointestinal function will not be adjusted. A bowl is the limit. "

Originally, she only wanted to give this guy half a bowl, and the rest half a bowl was meant for her.

As a result, it was eaten up by this guy.

Fortunately, there are still half a bowl in the pot.

Seeing this half bowl of porridge, you look proud and cold.

"Qingli, you are so tired to cook porridge. Can I help you?"

"How can I help?"

Ye Qingli asked strangely.

"I'll feed you porridge."

"No, I'm not as hurt as you are."

"No, my king is a man of clear-cut gratitude and resentment. He will be rewarded by the spring if he receives the kindness from others. Otherwise, I will be upset. "

"All right."

Ye Qingli is so obsessed with him that he can't help it.

This guy, after being injured, is like a kid.

She handed the bowl and spoon to him.

"Come on, you can feed me."

Jun Ao's cold stab took the bowl.

"You sit here."

He was now in a robe.

However, the belt was not fastened.

It's just sloped around.

His skin is crystal like jade, half covered.

In addition, the unique languid atmosphere between his eyebrows reflects a different charm.

Let Ye Qingli sit beside him, can't help feeling ashamed.