[Wearing the Book] Sick Beauty Master Respects He Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder

After waiting for half an hour, Leng Huanqing dismissed get out of class.

Lu Yao was sitting on a chair outside. He didn't use his spiritual power and walked all the way down on his legs. The time was about the same, and he didn't wait too long.

"Xiao Qi! Do you think you didn't die fast enough? You bastard, why are you running around?"

Lu Yao stood up in a jerk: "Brother, why are you here?"

Wei Zeming hated iron for being weak, his hair was messed up, and he was wearing the same clothes as a few days ago.

Fortunately, he has the magic weapon left by his master, which is a mustard seed space, and he works overtime there to refine medicine for five days a day.

When he saw Lu Yao's festive clothes, he paused. Although he didn't look as lifeless as before, he looked a little pale.

Wei Zeming rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Why did I come here? Who is it all for?"

"Come here, I'll make a medicine for you." As he spoke, he took two small pills and stuffed them into Lu Yao's mouth, and the strange fragrance spread.

"Oh..." It's so painful!

Wei Zeming's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he sealed his mouth again.

Lu Yao twisted his eyebrows together in pain, Wei Zeming managed to move his hand away, he pinched his nose, breathed heavily, trying to wash away the smell in his mouth.

Just when he opened it, the tip of his tongue became sweet, it was Wei Zeming who threw a candy in.

"Okay, look at your worthless appearance." He handed over the porcelain white vial and continued: "Take it once every two days."

Lu Yao pursed his lips, kept sticking the candy in his mouth with his tongue, thinking that he finally came back to life.

Then suddenly hearing the news was like a bolt from the blue: "What?! Once every two days?"

This medicine is like taking Coptis chinensis, it's a pain in the ass.

"Second brothers." Leng Huanqing came over to say hello and ended their conversation.

"Hey, are you here to teach today?" Wei Zeming glared at Lu Yao as soon as he finished asking, with the look in his eyes that I knew you were mud that couldn't support the wall.

Can we bear this grievance?

Lu Yao shook his head like a rattle: "It's not that I don't have one, don't guess!"

"I brought Xiao Yin'er breakfast!"

The two still didn't believe it.

Lu Yao was eager to prove his innocence, took out his storage ring, walked inside, and sat in front of Yu Yin Qin Shuang.

With a bang, a bowl of porridge was placed, and with another bang, Qin Shuang was served a bowl.

"Xiao Yin'er, Xiao Shuang'er, this is the special porridge I made, it's delicious and rich."

Yu Yin lowered his head: "We've already eaten, Master."

Lu Yao stretched out his index finger and shook it: "How can it be done, children still have to eat something nutritious in the morning."

"Eat well to grow taller."

There are thousands of new disciples, and the canteen will definitely not be able to make very delicate ones, you still have to start a small stove yourself.

He put the small spoon by the bowl: "Come."

Time is stopped in the storage ring, this bowl of porridge is exactly the same as when Yu Yin saw it in the morning, and the position of the chopped green onion has not changed.

Qin Shuang looked at the shredded meat inside and couldn't help it: "A Yin, let's try."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his answer, he took a spoonful of it himself.

Fragrant, tender and smooth, the soft-cooked rice grains melt in your mouth, with a strong aroma of chicken, and the shredded chicken is tender and fresh.

"It's delicious! Uncle!" He raised his head and praised without hesitation, and even turned against his little friend, "Ayin, eat it quickly, it's really delicious."

Yu Yin's sleeves were pulled back and forth by him, and he pulled the clothes on his shoulders helplessly: "I know."

Then, in the eyes of the two, he took a sip lightly.

It tastes really good.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth again and ate the remaining half spoonful.

Lu Yao moved to directly in front of him, bent slightly, and looked at Yu Yin at the same level, trying to let him find his gaze.

"..."

Yu Yin took another bite, and found that Lu Yao was still staring at him, so he hesitated and said tentatively: "...it's delicious."

Sure enough, his eyes instantly smiled and turned into crescent moons.

Lu Yao couldn't help but laugh, children, as expected, they still need to be coaxed.

Wei Zeming and Leng Huanqing were also curious, and walked in after them, seeing all their interactions clearly.

He stammered and asked, "Huanqing, is this really Lu Yao?"

Leng Huanqing shook his head and said he didn't know: "Do you need verification?"

Wei Zeming lowered his face and nodded.

"This is too abnormal, I will go to the senior brother to discuss it."

Leng Huanqing is right here, but Lu Yao doesn't even give him a look.

Although it is no longer entangled, but after all, how can someone who really likes let go so quickly and doesn't care.

Wei Zeming didn't dare to think about it, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

It's just... almost like a different person.