The county horse is a medicine jar

Lin Sishen was sometimes too slow, or in other words, she was not slow but timid. Fortunately, Shen Qinghou had enough patience to persuade her, throwing a sweet date to lure her to take a step forward.

Step by step like this, Shen Qingwan finally lured Lin Sishen into the trap he set up early in the morning.

The atmosphere in the room was quite anxious, Lin Sishen's eyes were shining brightly, and he looked straight at Shen Qinghou, his scorching gaze seemed to swallow Shen Qinghou alone in the next second.

Shen Qinghou didn't feel awkward, but instead looked at Lin Sishen with a half-smile, with spring water rippling in her long and narrow eyes, she raised her hand, and lightly hooked her white fingertips in front of Lin Sishen, opening her mouth slightly and exhaling like Lan: "I don't know how Mr. Lin plans to punish me?"

Xu felt that her eyes were too straightforward, and Lin Sishen, who was eager to try, restrained a little. She pressed her lips to suppress the smile on her face, and handed the sober soup in her hand to Shen Qinghou: "Then punish you first. Drink the hangover soup, lest you have a headache tomorrow morning."

Shen Qinghou looked at the hangover soup in Lin Sishen's hand, frowned slightly calmly, and then relaxed it quickly. She didn't like the hangover soup cooked by the cook of the general's mansion, and the smell made it unpalatable.

"Why, don't you drink?"

Seeing that Shen Qinghou hadn't moved for a long time, Lin Sishen sat beside her, raised his brows and spoke jokingly, unexpectedly Shen Qinghou also spoke at the same time.

The voices of the two were immediately intertwined, one joking and the other indifferent.

"Is it possible that you are waiting for me to feed you?"

"This hangover soup is useless, it's better..."

But before Lin Sishen finished speaking, Shen Qinghou also stopped abruptly.

Lin Sishen was startled, she only vaguely heard Shen Qinghou's words, she asked with some doubts: "Why not?"

Shen Qinghou smiled, and shook her head without saying a word. She flicked the spoon on the edge of the bowl to Lin Sishen's hand, and then said leisurely, "Then I will trouble Mr. Lin."

"Trouble?"

Lin Sishen subconsciously pinched the Yubai spoon, and before she had time to think about the meaning of Shen Qingwan's unfinished sentence, she was attracted by what she just said: "I feed you?"

Shen Qinghou propped her forehead lazily, closed her eyes and asked softly: "Why, you don't want to?"

Lin Sishen thought, since Shen Qinghou had hinted at acquiescing to her, then she didn't have to rush, and waited to feed Shen Qinghou the hangover soup first, so as not to wake up tomorrow morning with a splitting headache, and then do the "reward and punishment" .

Thinking of this, Lin Sishen said earnestly: "I am naturally very willing, then I will help you up first."

Shen Qinghou cooperated with Lin Sishen, half sat up with her support, and leaned against the carved wooden railing on the cloud couch.With a slight smile on her face and a lazy posture, she watched Lin Sishen's every move.

Lin Sishen dipped a drop of soup in the bowl with a spoon, and tested the heat on the back of his hand, and it was just lukewarm.She scooped up the hangover soup, carefully handed the spoon to Shen Qinghou's lips, and then opened her mouth: "Ah~"

It was as if she was trying to coax a child to take medicine, Shen Qinghou didn't move, his gaze passed over Lin Sishen's serious and gentle face, and he sighed softly with his helpless and funny drooping eyes.

Shen Qinghou didn't open his mouth, and Lin Sishen didn't move. They were in a stalemate for a while, until Lin Sishen's hands went numb.

Only then did Shen Qinghou curl his lips into a smile, looked up at Lin Sishen fixedly, and said angrily, "Is that how you plan to feed me?"

Lin Sishen put down her hand, and she looked at Shen Qingwei blankly, really a little confused about Shen Qingwei's thoughts: "Otherwise, how can I feed you?"

Shen Qinghou raised her hand, her white fingertips lightly brushed across the edge of the bowl, she narrowed her eyes and whispered softly: "Mr. Lin, you know that there are many ways to feed medicine."

The words "bewildered and helpless" were almost written on Lin Sishen's face. Isn't it just feeding people water and medicine, what else could be done, could it be feeding them in small sips with a spoon, or pinching his nose and pouring them in?

But since these words came from Shen Qinghou's mouth, there must be something tricky. Lin Sishen held the bowl and asked Shen Qinghou in cooperation: "I didn't expect this little trivial matter to have a lot of meaning. I also ask the princess to enlighten me." , Sishen would like to hear the details."

If the words are too straightforward, it will make people feel frivolous. Shen Qingwei knows it well, she raised her eyebrows and said casually: "Isn't Mr. Lin a regular visitor to Ningxianglou? Is it possible that you have never seen it? "

Lin Sishen's sudden realization came from this cloudy point. She remembered that when she was in Ningxiang Tower, she once saw a woman sitting on the lap of a benefactor, leaning over to drink wine with her mouth ambiguously.

Could it be that Shen Qingwan wanted her to do the same?

Lin Sishen's face was a little hot, she tilted her head and took a sneak peek at Shen Qinghou, seeing that she was looking at her with a half-smile, she immediately confirmed that that was what Shen Qingwei thought.

Although Lin Sishen knew Shen Qingwan's intentions, how could she dare to do that with her coy temperament.I can only pretend to be confused, hang my head and say nothing.

Shen Qingwan naturally understood her temperament, seeing that she was pretending to be confused, she was not in a hurry to expose it, she just curled her lips into a smile and asked leisurely: "I think Mr. Lin understands?"

Lin Sishen lowered her head, squeezed the spoon in her hand and then put it down. After repeating this several times, she finally took a deep breath and looked at Shen Qingwan where the old god was.

The reason why Shen Qingwan teases Lin Sishen like this every time is because she knows that Lin Sishen has a thin skin and will fall into a trap if she is even slightly seduced.

She only needs to look at Lin Sishen's blushing, dainty appearance, and she will feel happy all day long.

Lin Sishen knew Shen Qingwan's thoughts long ago, although sometimes she clearly knew that Shen Qingwan was deliberately teasing her, and sometimes she was angry in her heart that she was worthless, thinking that she must fight back next time.

But every time this happened, she would soften, and Shen Qingwan would lead her away blushing and beating heartbeat.

But this time Lin Sishen was shy for a while, looked at Shen Qingwan's slightly satisfied expression, thought quickly for a while, and then he was enlightened.

After she had figured out how to deal with Shen Qingwan, she put her fist on her lips and coughed lightly, she calmed down her emotions, and said humbly: "I can't explain it clearly, but I just have a half-knowledge."

Shen Qingwan raised her eyebrows with great interest, her eyes flicked across Lin Sishen's glowing red ears, and she murmured, "Oh?"

"Since I don't know much about it, it's better for Sishen to humbly ask His Royal Highness the princess for advice, so as not to be ashamed in front of others in the future."

Lin Sishen lifted the corners of her lips and raised her chin slightly, feeling a little joyful in her heart, that's right, she was planning to repay him in her own way.

Shen Qingwan curled her lips into a smile calmly, and spit out the two words from her mouth playfully: "Advice?"

Lin Sishen pretended to be confused, pretending to be confused, and handed the snow-white porcelain bowl to Shen Qingwan: "That's right, I'd like to ask Your Royal Highness the Princess for advice."

Shen Qingwan narrowed her eyes and looked at the porcelain bowl in front of her, raised her hand to take it with a chuckle, and then slowly sat up, a wisp of splashed black hair slowly slid down with her movements, and brushed against her snow-white neck.

The charming and enchanting eyes fell lightly on Lin Sishen's face, and after a smile, she opened her mouth lightly: "It's hard to turn down the kindness."

Lin Sishen swallowed subconsciously, and stared straight in front of her eyes, the seductive Shen Qingwan who seemed to have suddenly turned into a ghost, her heart was already too numb.

She was distracted and thought to herself, she would never get tired of watching Shen Qingwan like this a thousand or ten thousand times, and she would only become happier and happier.

Shen Qingwan lowered her eyes, raised her hand and handed the porcelain bowl to her lips, took a small sip, the soup wet her thin lips, but made her lips more tender|tender|wet| Run.

Just when Lin Sishen was distracted, Shen Qingwan suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her behind, pulling her down on the soft cloud, and then pushed her forward without the slightest pause.

Shen Qingwan was right in front of her, her eyes were dim and gleaming, soaked in the moist mist, and slightly drunken.

Lin Sishen lay motionless, the sound of a beating heart seemed to be a thunderclap in his ears.

She looked at Shen Qingwan, her pupils reflected Shen Qingwan's beautiful and tender face, and then she got closer and closer.

The author has something to say: Good night.