Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 14 He Just Wants a Kiss
Xie Cijiu woke up by herself in the middle of her sleep, and after the drunkenness dissipated, she was a little annoyed.

When her father was alive, she was not allowed to drink alcohol. He felt that the general must be in the most awake state at all times in order to deal with various emergencies.

The previous general in the northern border was confiscated and exiled because of a drunken mistake that caused a catastrophe, so my father was very jealous of this.

He does not drink himself, nor does he allow her to drink.

She remembered that in the study, when her father taught her to learn Chinese characters by hand, she said: "Grand Mo laughs drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times? (Wang Han) I don't want you to go and never return, I hope you will retreat in one body." , so I’ll give you a small print, okay?”

"It just so happens that you call it Cijiu, so the small characters can't be called drunk."

……

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk... I'm still drunk today." Xie Cijiu patted the center of his brows, and supported Xiaoji to stand up.

Yan Zhihui, who was practicing, was awakened by her movement, stretched his waist and shook the leaves at her, come, hug~
Xie Cijiu stood up straight, her face was a little hot, she reached out to touch it, and turned around when she heard the sound.

Yan Zhihui happened to see the red mark on her face, and couldn't help laughing.

"Mother," Xie Cijiu came over and picked up the flower pot, "I'm sorry, I relapsed today, and I won't do it again."

Yan Zhihui: Come on, he looks so cute when he's drunk, I like it very much.

He skillfully hung down the petals and rubbed them against her hands.

Xie Cijiu smiled and touched its leaves, "Aren't you ticklish?"

Yan Zhihui: Get used to it, it doesn't itch.

Xie Cijiu went to the bed and put down the flowerpot, took off his shoes and went to bed, "Then I'll go to bed first, see you tomorrow."

Yan Zhi hurriedly stretched out the leaves to wrap her wrists, did she forget something?
Xie Cijiu was at a loss: "What's wrong?"

Yan Zhihui rolled up a leaf and pointed at himself hesitantly.

Xie Cijiu: "..."

Yan Zhihui raised his painted face and looked at her stubbornly.

Xie Cijiu's dazed eyes stared blankly for a moment, and suddenly he felt blessed, "I see."

She got up and pulled on her shoes and walked out.

Yan Zhi replied:?Know what?

Soon he heard the sound of water in the room.

Yan Zhihui: ?

"Okay." Xie Cijiu came back with a cup of tea, Yan Zhihui looked up blankly.

Then... a bowl of cold water poured down on Doutou.

Yan Zhi replied:? ? ?

What did i do wrong?
The Xie Ci wine was also carefully poured around the edge of the flower pot, "It's been a long time since I watered you, the soil is dry, blame me for being too careless."

Yan Zhihui: You don't have to be so careful, really.

But now he is attached to the flowers, and it is inevitable that he has a little flower habit. After drinking enough water, he feels comfortable all over, but he is not happy.

He actually just wanted to trick her into kissing himself.

Xie Cijiu poured the water and put the teacup back, and went to bed again, with a faint smile in his eyes, "Sleep well, mother."

Yan Zhihui: ... so sleepy.

He hung his head depressed, the petals drooped, and the whole flower was "depressed" in capital letters.

But soon there was a rustling sound behind him. He thought it was Xie Cijiu turning over, so he didn't take it seriously.

However, that familiar breath slowly approached.

He realized something was wrong, raised his head, Xie Cijiu just kissed it.

"Thank you mom for always being with me."

Yan Zhihui: No, you're welcome.

Xie Cijiu broke up as soon as he touched it, and he fell asleep again not long after lying down.

Yan Zhihui was the only one left covering the flower heart with a leaf in the dark, her heart rippling with laughter.

He's OK again!
(End of this chapter)