Demon master lolicon

What was even more outrageous was that the next day, Han Xiaotu actually told the young master that she had caught a cold and wanted to go back to her room to sleep for two nights.Nangong Zeye didn't know if Han Xiaotu really had a cold, or if he just didn't want to sleep with him. Based on her attitude towards him these days, he was actually a little angry.But seeing her sneezing and coughing again, my heart softened and I agreed to her.

Han Xiaotu walked out of the young master's room, feeling relieved immediately.She didn't really have a cold, but she just didn't want to stay in the same space with the young master anymore. That kind of feeling made her feel very depressed and uncomfortable. It was too difficult for her to hide and ignore that love even though she liked it.

So from now on, she just wants to alienate the young master step by step, and slowly make the young master depend on her, or in other words, her own dependence on the young master becomes less.

After ten o'clock, the young master was still playing games in the study, and Uncle Chen brought him a midnight snack.

"Uncle Chen, has Little Rabbit taken any medicine?"

While typing on the keyboard, the young master casually asked Uncle Chen.

"Take medicine? What kind of medicine?" Uncle Chen asked suspiciously.

"Didn't the little rabbit catch a cold?"

The young master raised his head from the screen and looked at Uncle Chen, "Han Xiaotu has a cold, didn't I ask you to take cold medicine?"

Uncle Chen shook his head innocently, just now he saw Xiaotu walking past him alive and kicking, so he didn't realize that she had a cold.

"This idiot."

Nangong Sawano frowned slightly, turned off the game in the next second, and stood up from his seat.

Seeing Nangong Zeye go straight out, Uncle Chen yelled from behind, "Hey—Master—don't you want to eat late at night?"

Nangong Zeye went downstairs, went to get the cold medicine himself, poured hot water, and hurried to Han Xiaotu's room door.

"Boom boom boom——"

Nangong Zeye knocked on Han Xiaotu's door.

"Who?"

Han Xiaotu was doing her homework at that time, and when she heard the sound, she asked casually, and immediately put down her pen to get up.

"it's me."

Nangong Sawano replied.

But inside the house, Han Xiaotu froze for a moment when he heard the young master's voice, and took back the steps he had already taken, and continued to sit back at the desk, feeling extremely nervous.

"Ahem..." Han Xiaotu tried to cough a few times, "Master...I'm already lying on the bed...cough...what's the matter?"

"I brought you medicine and hot water. Why don't you take medicine when you have a cold? How can you get well?"

Nangong Zeye said worriedly, but Han Xiaotu's door was locked tightly, but he couldn't get in in a hurry.

"I... I've already eaten..." Han Xiaotu lied, "Master, you don't have to worry."

"Can I come in and see you?"

Nangong Zeye was worried, and wondered in his heart whether Han Xiaotu had really taken the medicine.

"do not want!"

Han Xiaotu suddenly became excited, and then hesitated, "I took the medicine just now, and now the medicine is getting better, and I feel a little sleepy...I want to rest first...Master, if you have nothing to do, you should go back to your room to rest early Bar……"

"OK then……"

Seeing that Han Xiaotu didn't seem to want to see him, Nangong Zeye took the medicine and water cup and left with some disappointment.

In the room, Han Xiaotu was also lost.Staring blankly at the homework book on the table, Han Xiaotu's eye sockets turned red unconsciously, and tears fell on the homework book, smudged with ink.

This feeling of heartache is much more uncomfortable than a cold.