My host is lazy again

Chapter 81 × Villain × False Princess 43
Quiet all around.

Luo Yichen sat on the soft bed beside him again, staring at Luo Jian with his chin propped up, his eyes were burning, and there was always a vague smile on his lips.In those eyes as dark as the night, it seemed that she was the only light.

In the past, alone in the cold and desolate limbo, I never thought that one day I would have such a soft little girl.

When they met for the first time, she knocked the eunuch who bullied him unconscious with a stick, but when she saw him later, her expression changed slightly, and she ran away without looking back after saying something fierce and soft.

As if afraid of him.

When we met for the second time, she was kicking her legs and struggling to climb over the wall, holding a food box in one hand and supporting the wall tiles in the other.

This scene fell into his eyes without any defense.

After the other party came in, he also said that he would invite him to dinner.

At that time, he maliciously speculated, what did she want from him?
This matter has not been thought through until now, but it is not important to him now.

After getting along with each other for two years, she really regards herself as her elder brother...

Thinking of the word "brother", Luo Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Feeling a little depressed suddenly.

His fingers lightly tapped the wooden backrest, and a flash of thought flashed through his dark eyes.

The little girl is still young, and she has not even reached the point of being a hairpin. Some things need to be guided step by step, but when necessary, a strong dose of medicine is still needed.

I can't, I'll always be my brother...

He turned his head and glanced casually out of the window.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and it was almost noon.

He trembled his long eyelashes, looked up at Luo Jian who was still practicing painting seriously, then got up and quietly left the study.

Standing in the yard.

He recruited a secret guard dressed as a palace servant, and ordered in a low voice: "Get some wine."

"Yes."

"Cover up the smell of alcohol."

Hearing this strange request, the dark guard was stunned.

Under the light and cool eyes that the young man glanced over, he turned serious, and quickly lowered his head respectfully: "...Yes!"
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Luo Jian usually stays at Qingyouzhai for lunch.

It's just that today's dishes seem to be different from those in the past.

Every dish has a little chilli.

At the end of the meal, Luo Jian's face turned red from the heat, and her clean and clear eyes shone brightly.

The people on the side ate without changing their expressions, and moved slowly.

Turning her head to look at him a few times, she blinked her eyes, and then looked at the dishes on the table.

The corners of her mouth tugged slightly, she lowered her head and took a big mouthful of white rice into her mouth, then chewed slowly with puffed cheeks, to dilute the spicy taste in her mouth.

At this time, a small bowl containing "clear soup" was placed in front of her.

The snow-white slender hand appeared for a while, then slowly retracted.

Luo Yi said in a deep voice, "This soup relieves the spicy heat."

Hearing this, Luo Jian put down her chopsticks, and bent her red lips towards him: "Thank you."

She picked up the bowl, fluttering her nostrils, and smelled a fragrant medicinal smell and a slightly familiar but sweet scent that she couldn't remember where she had smelled it.

Soup?
She tentatively took a sip in doubt, and then her eyes lit up.

"Delicious..."

Sweet and fragrant, it has a smooth and mellow taste in the mouth, and the spicy taste in the throat has been diluted a lot.

She took a few more sips.

Soon, a bowl bottomed out.

She held the small bowl and looked at Luo Yichen, and said eagerly: "I still want to drink."

Luo Yichen slightly raised his eyebrows, took her bowl and put it aside, "I can only drink one bowl."

"……Oh fine."

Luo Jian pursed her lower lip lightly, feeling a little lost aftertaste.

But the aftertaste... She felt her thoughts start to drift and blur.

My face is a little hot.

My head is still a little dizzy.

(End of this chapter)