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"My lord? My lord..."

Qing Ming watched as Chu Hanyang finished drinking the medicine, threw the bowl away with a snap, and lay back on the bed with a face of grievance and resentment, obviously sullen.

Then he wrapped the quilt tightly, no matter how he called, he ignored him.

Qing Ming looked helplessly at the raised quilt on the bed, a trace of tenderness and indulgence slipped through her eyes.

He leaned over, picked up the quilt from the bed, pulled it a few times, and finally revealed Chu Hanyang's amazing face, but the owner of the face was obviously losing his temper.

"My lord, the chestnut soup is still hot, would you like to try it?"

The low voice seemed to have a doting smile, and a small spoon was gently pressed against Chu Hanyang's lips, followed by the rich and sweet smell of chestnut soup.

Chu Hanyang felt that Qing Ming seemed to be different today, as if he was getting closer to himself.

Although his behavior was a little out of bounds, he didn't hate this feeling, but felt that it seemed pretty good.

So, without much hesitation, Chu Hanyang obediently sucked the spoon in his mouth.

The sweet aroma of chestnut soup permeated the tongue numb from the bitter medicine, making him forget the unpleasant experience just now.

Qingming realized later that she was smiling and slowly fed a whole bowl of chestnut soup to Chu Hanyang, and his master did not reprimand him for his behavior that went beyond the rules, but quietly let him feed it with.

Chu Hanyang tilted his face slightly, his jaw outlined a warm and beautiful arc in the sunlight.

Qing Ming looked at it and lost his mind. His master didn't reject him just now. Does that mean he can get closer...

People are really greedy. After getting closer, I still can't help but want to get closer, and even want to hold people in my arms, touch his cheeks, and kiss his forehead...

Qing Ming was taken aback by the thoughts in her heart, but couldn't help her heart beating like thunder.

While he was afraid that his thoughts would be seen by Chu Hanyang, he couldn't help but want to test the bottom line of his master's tolerance for him approaching...

After putting away the empty bowl, Qingming poured a glass of water for Chu Hanyang to rinse his mouth. Chu Hanyang sat on the bed, clenched his fists, and nodded in satisfaction.

Although this Yan Ruoqing is a little out of tune on weekdays, her medical skills are really superb.

However, the golden needle crossing the acupoint for two hours detoxified most of the poison in his body, and even the uncontrolled internal force was gradually able to be mobilized.

At this moment, Chu Hanyang felt someone hugging him gently.

"Aqing?"

He raised his head in some puzzlement, and felt that the arms holding him through the quilt seemed to stiffen, then tightened again.

Qing Ming's lips moved, and he murmured: "My lord is fine, it's really great..."

This time, he was really scared.He almost thought that this person would never wake up after sleeping in his arms.

As if sensing his worry and tension these days, Chu Hanyang moved his eyes and patted him on the back reassuringly.

"Well. In fact, the poison can be cured long ago, but I always wanted to see who was trying to harm me, and I was a little discouraged, so I just let it go."

Chu Hanyang hesitated for a moment, raised his face and said seriously: "It won't happen in the future. Really."

After a while, Qing Ming took the initiative to let go of him, wanting to kneel on the ground to apologize for the transgression just now, but was pulled up by Chu Hanyang and dragged onto the bed.

"Well, I'm still a little tired, you can sleep with me for a while..."

Chu Hanyang frowned, feeling that his head was still aching, and then gently pressed his hands on the acupuncture points on both sides of his head, making him unable to help but let out a comfortable sigh.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he hugged Qing Ming's waist, subconsciously rubbing against that warm embrace.

Hmm... Ah Qing's waist is thin and flexible, so comfortable to hold...

When Chu Hanyang was sleeping in a daze, he was thinking indiscriminately: Why does this man feel so good...

Qing Ming pressed for him for a while, and then stopped when he saw that he was fast asleep.

He stared fixedly at the person in his arms for a while, then quietly retracted his arms, allowing Chu Hanyang to lean closer to his arms, so that they could hear each other's heartbeat.

In the end, a kiss landed on Chu Hanyang's hair lightly. Qingming paused for a moment, her breathing suddenly became heavier, and it took a while for her to calm down. Then she closed her eyes, as if nothing had happened.

Chu Hanyang felt that he slept with unprecedented peace of mind that night, he didn't dream about anything from the past, and his whole body was surrounded by a sense of warmth, which made him reluctant to open his eyes.

In the early morning, the sunlight came in slightly through the bed veil. When he woke up, Qing Ming hadn't woken up yet. Chu Hanyang found that he could already see things, but it was still a little blurry.

And he himself slept in Qing Ming's arms, his breath was entangled, and when he looked up, he could see Qing Ming's faintly blue chin, and when he looked up, he saw that Qingjun still had a somewhat haggard face.

These days, Chu Hanyang was drowsy, and Qing Ming took care of him every step of the way, and had to travel day and night, so it was inevitable that he was exhausted, so he slept a little deeply.

Chu Hanyang raised his head, looked at him quietly for a while, finally rubbed against his arms again, and closed his eyes again, but his brows were quietly furrowed.

This person is his, but why does he still feel that it is not enough, he seems to want more, but what exactly do he want...

Chu Hanyang doesn't understand feelings, so no matter how he thinks about it, he can't understand it.

There is only one thing he is very clear about, that is, he has an extra possessive desire for Qing Ming.

He wanted this man to stay by his side wholeheartedly.

After a while, he felt Qing Ming move, he must have woken up.

Qing Ming did wake up, but when he felt that the person in his arms was hugging his waist tightly, and the bodies of the two were almost stuck together, his body suddenly became a little stiff.

Early morning is the most impulsive time for a normal man, and the person he misses is lying in his arms.

At such a close distance, you can even feel each other's breath.

Qingming's eyes were a little deep, he hesitated, and gently tugged at Chu Hanyang's arm, but not only did he not pull it away, but it caused Chu Hanyang to frown, and hugged him even tighter.

Qing Ming paused slightly, his body became even more stiff, remembering his outrageous behavior last night, he suddenly became nervous.

His own thoughts were already too obvious, even Yan Ruoqing could see the clues, if the Lord hadn't happened to hurt his eyes, he probably wouldn't have been able to hide it.

Now, the Lord's eyes are almost healed, in order to be able to stay by his side all the time, I should restrain myself a bit.

He was ruthless, and pulled Chu Hanyang's arm again, thinking that this would wake him up, but he didn't expect that Chu Hanyang just frowned, but let go of his hand obediently, still sleeping deeply with his eyes closed.

Qingming breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly left the room in a little embarrassment, but did not see that behind him, Chu Hanyang slowly opened his eyes, staring at his back with dark eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, there was a bang, and the door was pushed open from the outside without any politeness, and a tall and thin figure came in, shouting: "Chu Xiaodao, you... I rely on you!" ,evildoer!"

Yan Ruoqing stared blankly at the bed, only to see Chu Hanyang sitting there disheveled, his black hair scattered, and his phoenix eyes covered with a hazy mist.

A stunning woman who has been exuding a dangerous aura, when she is half asleep and half awake, her ignorant appearance is the most seductive.

Immediately, Yan Ruoqing's eyes became a little straightened, and she swallowed.

Just when he couldn't help but want to do something, Qing Ming just came back after packing himself up, and frowned involuntarily after seeing this scene.

He quickly walked forward in a few steps, gathered Chu Hanyang's clothes, put on another coat, and then turned his eyes unkindly to Yan Ruoqing.

"What's the matter with Master Shaogu?" Qing Ming asked in a deep voice, as if he didn't want to see him.

Yan Ruoqing noticed the guard in his eyes, and was a little puzzled, this person was not so guarded against her yesterday, why today...

It seemed that he had thought of something, his eyes suddenly dawned, and then he waved his hands a little bit dumbfounded: "Hey, I'm here to check your master's pulse."

After speaking, he put his hand on Chu Hanyang's wrist, and after a careful inspection, he said: "The poison is fine. But you dragged it on for too long and suppressed it again, did you leave a little bit of the root of the disease in the end?" .

There may be some snooze in the future, but it is not a big problem.Don't use your internal strength these few days, just take the medicine on time, after three to five days, you will be fine. "

Chu Hanyang nodded sullenly, as if he didn't care about it, he sat quietly on the bed, his long eyelashes cast a shadow like a crow's feather.

Yan Ruoqing looked at that white and jade-like face, and coughed lightly.

He endured it, but he couldn't hold it back, quickly stretched out his hand, and squeezed Chu Hanyang's cheek unceremoniously, then retreated violently, and disappeared in a flash.

Qing Ming didn't expect him to do this suddenly, she was startled, and almost at the same time she reached out to block it, but it was blocked.

The speed in Yan Ruoqing's hands can be compared to the top hidden weapon masters, and if he is not prepared, he really can't stop it.

A flash of anger flashed in Qingming's eyes, only to see Yan Ruoqing squeezed hard, then quickly fled here, sprinting, and there was no one left.

Immediately, Qingming's face became even uglier, but Chu Hanyang calmly rubbed his pinched red cheek with the back of his hand, said nothing, but glanced at the direction of Yan Ruoqing's escape, and smiled coldly .

Without thinking about it, he could guess who urged Yan Ruoqing to do this.

That damned fox, ever since he pinched himself once, has been thinking about pinching him again.

When he sees him next time...he must have peeled off his skin and hung it by Yan Ruoqing's bedside!

Yan Ruoqing, who had already run away, rubbed her fingers with some unsatisfied interest, it turned out that what Xiao Huhu said was true!

Chu Xiaodao's face really feels good!

so tender!Really slippery!

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his back. He looked back, but found that there was no one there. Finally, he curled his lips, put his hands behind his back, and wandered back to his pharmacy carelessly.

In the afternoon, Qingming looked at the medicine bowl in front of him, and Chu Hanyang who was silent but had rejection written all over his face, and felt a little headache.