Future Beasts: Forced to be the villain savior

In the sleeping hall.

The tranquilizing incense was lightly burning on the square sandalwood table.

The wind chimes outside the window were blown by the breeze, making sporadic sweet sounds.

The twilight of the sun poured into the hall from the window, casting a layer of golden afterglow on the whole bedroom.

In the room.

Beside the bed.

The girl fed the boy who was leaning on the high pillow bit by bit with a spoon, with a peaceful expression on her face.

The young man obediently drank the soup that was delivered, sipping it into his mouth in small sips.

Probably because the relationship between the two was already very good, the quiet relationship between the two was extremely warm, if there was anything wrong with it, it would probably be that every time the young man took a sip of the soup, his brows would subconsciously wrinkle slightly, The swallowing movement is getting slower and slower.

"Today, today, or else, I'll drink it myself." Ming Chu was about to cry, and had to say that this soup was really too bad! !In addition to the astringent bitter taste, there is also an indescribable sour smell, which makes him suppress the nausea that he wants to vomit out every time he takes a sip.

How strange!
Obviously, the soups and medicines I drank before were not like this! !

At most, it is a bit bitter, where can there be other strange tastes? ?
If he drank all the decoction in one go, he might feel better.But today he was being fed spoon by spoon, which simply prolongs the torture process, making him really about to vomit.

When Chad heard that Ming Chu wanted to drink medicine by himself, Jinli was taken aback when he was feeding him, and then he looked up lightly, with no ups and downs in his voice, "You don't like me?"

Early Ming: "!!!!!!"

"No, no, no! No! No dislike!" Ming Chu immediately panicked.How could he not like it! !
"Hmm." As if he had expected such an answer, Imari's feeding action stopped in mid-air and continued again.

Ming Chu, who was stuffed with another disgusting soup, said, "." Hey, it's really hard to drink! ! !
the next half hour.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, we lived with tears in our eyes and drank disgusting soup.

The hands under the soft quilt have already clenched into fists, the palms are full of sweat, and the eye sockets are already filled with the physiological tears of nausea, but Mingchu insists on not daring to say a word, just being so obedient Let the girl feed slowly and slowly, and then swallow painfully.

Especially this cold soup.
He thought that the hot soup was already disgusting and unpalatable, and there was absolutely no soup in the world worse than this, but it was not until the soup cooled that he realized that his imagination was still limited.

This cold soup is not for people to drink at all! ! ! !
The beginning of the Ming Dynasty is a recollection.

This is punishing him today.

He deliberately made this disgusting soup to punish him.

No wonder she patiently sat on the edge of the bed and fed him spoon by spoon. After cooperating for a long time, it turned out that she was waiting for him here.

But he didn't dare to refuse.

After all, he knew very well that there was still anger in his heart today, and it was only because he was still injured that it was difficult to explode.

He didn't even dare to think, when he recovered from his injury, what would happen to him today.

So, when Steward Liu returned to the dormitory and saw that the two were still being fed and being fed, he was stunned.

It's just a small bowl of soup and medicine. He has been away for almost an hour, why is he still feeding when he comes back? ! !
The sun is about to be fed down, okay? !