Finally, Qin Ruliang finished drinking his own and helped her drink it, but he didn't drink it all, leaving her half a bowl and said, "Your mother's wishes are a little good for you."

Seeing that Qin Ruliang had relieved her a lot of pressure, Zhaoyang drank half a bowl honestly and drank the medicine again after a while.

When Zhaoyang was focusing on taking care of Qin Ruliang's injuries, he took medicine every day like drinking water, and he didn't even frown, and he didn't even think about it.

Qin Ruliang woke up, and she was relaxed and in a relaxed mood. After a bowl of soup, she felt bitter taste in her mouth.

Fortunately, Lan Xiang had a good memory. Seeing that the lady was so bitter that she wrinkled her face, she took out the candied fruit prepared in advance at the right time and placed it under Zhaoyang's nose, saying, "Miss, eat this to relieve the pain."

But before Zhaoyang could reach out to get it, Lan Xiang suddenly felt happy and reached out to take the candied fruit first.

Zhaoyang watched her stuffed the candied fruit into her mouth and asked, "Didn't you relieve me of the pain? Why did you eat it yourself?"

Lan Xiang explained very sincerely: "Even if I suddenly remembered, my son-in-law could relieve the pain of the lady, so the candied fruit would seem redundant. It would be too wasteful to not eat it, so I would eat it."

Zhaoyang: "..." Then Lan Xiang quickly collected the medicine bowl and empty candied plates, turned around and went out, freeing up her hands to help close the door.

Zhaoyang and Qin Ruliang looked at each other.

Damn it, she was originally happy to Qin Rulianghuan, but Lan Xiang, the confidant, made her feel a little uncomfortable after saying this?

Qin Ruliang first asked, "Is it still bitter?"

Zhaoyang blinked and said it was not bitter, but it was really bitter in his mouth. He said it was bitter and seemed to have other plans... So she silly said, "Guess."

Qin Ruliang: "..." Zhaoyang felt that his answer was so exquisite that he threw this question back to him. If he felt that she was suffering and kind to help her relieve her suffering, it would seem that he had other intentions.

Seeing that her eyes were very bright and cunning, Qin Ruliang was thinking about Xiao Jiujiu, and his eyes fell on her lips. He didn't care what she was thinking, and he held the back of her neck with his palm, turned his head and kissed him.

Zhaoyang sat on the embroidery stool and couldn't help but straighten his waist.

But as he kissed her, her waist slowly softened without any composure.

The two of them had been rubbing their ears for a long time, their lips and tongues were lingering, and the smell of medicine was intertwined, and gradually faded away.

Zhaoyang was frightened in the past two days, and his eyes became sore and turned red.

She raised her hand and circled his head, raised her chin and leaned into his arms, and took the initiative to kiss him recklessly and unruly.

When she kissed her, her breath was messy and the room was filled with each other's breathing, she woke up like a dream.

When Qin Ruliang let her go, she saw that her lips were red and she was panting, her eyes were moist, like a crabapple wrapped in water droplets in the early morning, with a unique and beautiful color.

Zhaoyang came to his senses and realized that she had sat in Qin Ruliang's arms at some point, and her arms were also loosely wrapped around his neck.

She was frightened, afraid of touching his injuries, so she quickly wanted to get up, but Qin Ruliang held her tightly, knowing what she was worried about, her voice was a little hoarse, and she said, "It's okay, there is no injury in front of her."

Zhaoyang loosened his head, leaned towards him, his forehead pressed against his forehead, and after a long time, he said softly: "You're almost scared me to death this time."

Her eyes were red and she said, "Why are you so scary?"

Qin Ruliang coaxed her and said, "I'm not going to be able to get through."

She lay on his shoulder, held his neck in her hand, rubbed him, and kissed his lips again.

The two of them got closer again and again, Zhaoyang was as enthusiastic and proactive as a little tiger, always biting the corner of his lips.

He could feel her fear, her reluctance, full of attachment, and panic about his fear of leaving her.

Zhaoyang's body trembled a little. Qin Ruliang kissed her and held her head and rubbed her hard into his arms, comforting her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Zhaoyang was stuck in his arms for a while before he said in a stern voice: "It's still not possible. I thought I was holding my father in this outfit and couldn't get into the state."

Qin Ruliang: "..." After she became more and more emotional, Lan Xiang's devilish voice rang out of the door again: "Miss, have the son-in-law finished relieving his pain?

Dinner is delivered, should I use it now or use it for a while?”
Chapter completed!