The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 1092 The Origin (86)

Father Yan saw it and shouted: "Yan Yao, can you look like a girl? How decent is it to hug a man like this? If others see it, who would dare to marry you?"

Yan Yao stuck out her tongue, but didn't reply, she was born with great strength, and she can't be blamed, she also wanted Xiaojiabiyu a little bit, but her strength didn't allow it.

Thinking about it, Yan Yao smiled.

The boy in black has been in a coma for two months. To be precise, he has been asleep for two months. His body is very good in all aspects. He suffered such a serious injury before, and now he is healed without a single scar.

Yan Yao took care of her every day, from rough hands and feet at the beginning, to gentle and careful later, her ability to take care of others has improved a lot over time.

When the black-clothed boy woke up, he felt that someone was dressing him. He regained consciousness instantly, and pushed away the person who was very close.

Yan Yao was pushed and staggered, and sat down on the ground. She got up and patted the ashes on her buttocks, "Yan Qingjue, I'll take care of you for two months, so you don't have to give me such a big gift when you wake up!"

The black-clothed boy looked down at the hem of his shirt, which he hadn't pulled up completely. He sat up and pulled it up by himself. His face was as dark as his clothes. "Who allowed you to touch my clothes?"

Yan Yao raised her eyebrows, "Why, are you shy? You were in a coma for two months, but I was the one who wiped and changed your clothes. I haven't seen anything on you, so it's too late to be shy now."

The black-clothed boy's heart was blocked, and the tips of his ears were stained bright red. He looked at Yan Yao angrily, "Do you still have a bit of shame as a woman?"

Yan Yao gave him a supercilious look, turned around and went out.

When who wants to watch it?If it wasn't for her father's inconsistency in the past two days, she wouldn't come to wipe him off.

The black-clothed boy had nowhere to vent, and was sullen.

Yan Yao chuckled, and went straight to the kitchen to cook.

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Father Yan didn't know what he was doing from the two days when he often went out, and he often couldn't see anyone, so Yan Yao took care of the whole hospital.

The black-clothed boy didn't mention leaving, and Yan Yao didn't chase them away. It just happened that there were not enough people, so she handed over the task of collecting medicine to him.

How could the young man in black do such a thing? He just gave Yan Yao a roll of his eyes and sat there watching like a Bodhisattva.

If others don't do it, she can't force it, so she can only take medicine while diagnosing and treating.

Most of the patients who come to the hospital for treatment are easy to get along with, but there are also some who are unreasonable. As a doctor, she cannot kick people out, so she can only treat them casually, send them out, and then curse angrily, "I'm so angry, I'm so angry." Dad doesn't know what he's doing, he doesn't see anyone all day long, if I open a medical clinic by myself in the future, it's so unreasonable, I'll ask someone to call it out."

The boy in black changed his position and leaned against the wall, "Is there any difference between now and the medical clinic you opened?"

Yan Yao: "..."

Yan Yao had no words to refute, and she went to pack things in her mouth. After cleaning up, she glanced at the boy in black, and suddenly realized something, "Yan Qingjue, you have a rare and beautiful face. Is it the same as not being able to see it?"

The current aesthetics are not to the point where women like ugly men. His face, as long as anyone who sees it, it is probably very unforgettable.

The little boy raised his head proudly, "It's just a trick, I'm hungry, cook for me."

Yan Yao threw the abacus in her hand onto the table, "Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, don't do any work, but still think about eating, pigs don't eat on time."

"I spent money."

"Who cares about your little money." Yan Yao poohed, turned around and went to the back kitchen to cook.

The black-clothed boy's eyes were full of smiles, and he followed behind. When he arrived in the kitchen, he found another pillar to lean against. He looked at the busy Yan Yao and didn't leave for a moment. Suddenly, he asked: "Yan Yao, do you want to cultivate immortality? I can teach you."

Yan Yao paused her hands, then shook her head for a while, "I don't want to." Father said before that she didn't have spiritual roots, so he brought her here.

Spiritual roots are a must for those who cultivate immortals, otherwise they will not be able to practice or do things, she never yearns for or forces them.

The boy in black was a little unhappy, and there was a hint of rain in his eyes, "Cultivating immortals can lead to longevity, why don't you want to? A mortal can only look at this small area with a short lifespan of a hundred years." Are you willing to accept the scenery?"

Secretly confirmed that Yan Yao is Lianyi, he naturally didn't want to see her die early, in his tens of thousands of years of life, a hundred years is almost as long as the blink of an eye.

Even if there is reincarnation, you can find her in the next life, but looking for her in the vast sea of ​​people is far worse than having it all the time.

Yan Yao stopped what she was doing, looked up at the boy in black, as if she couldn't feel the anger on the boy in black, her smile was still bright, "Why don't you be reconciled? Practicing medicine to save people is what I want now, and I've been working for a hundred years It’s okay, maybe I won’t like it after a hundred years. I’ve seen all the mountains, waters, and flowers outside. When the time comes, a long life will be boring to those things that don’t interest me. , I think I'm fine now."

The boy in black pursed his lips tightly, his eyes full of sadness, and after a while he said softly, "What about me?"

Do you just have the heart to leave me alone in this world?
The black-clothed boy clenched his fists, feeling depressed in his heart.

Yan Yao was puzzled, "You cultivate your immortality and seek your immortality. What does it have to do with me?"

The black-clothed boy was irritated at once, his eyes turned scarlet, he couldn't suppress his anger, walked up to Yan Yao, hugged Yan Yao, and kissed her hard.

The boy in black actually didn't know how to kiss someone, but the fragrance between his lips and teeth made him sink, he just stuck to Yan Yao, unwilling to back away.

Yan Yao was stunned, she was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses and pushed the boy in black away. She wiped her lips with her sleeve and stared at the boy in black, "You...you are a disciple."

Although she is a bit careless on weekdays, she also knows that it is wrong to do so.

Yan Yao was slightly annoyed at being treated lightly, and left the kitchen angrily.

The black-clothed boy grabbed the window paper, squatted down with his eyes full of loneliness, and hugged himself tightly with his hands, acting like he had a nightmare in the rainy season that year. When he woke up, there was no one around him. Stay in the corner, hugging the lonely self tightly.

Lonely...always alone.

Yan Yao was very confused, shut herself in the room, suddenly, she vomited a mouthful of black blood, and fell to the ground.

I don't know how long she lay there, and when she woke up she was still on the ground, probably the boy in black was still breathing, so he didn't come to her room to check.

Yan Yao got up, she didn't feel any discomfort, she stood up and patted the ashes on her body, and then went to look at the small pool of black blood on the ground.

(End of this chapter)