Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 21 Yan Zhihui's Routine
The mother in her impression didn't seem so lively?
Xie Cijiu hesitated for a moment, and then he made it clear to himself that a person should be dignified when he is alive, and when he is dead, he is attached to the flower, and his movements are not so big that most people can't notice it.

Well, that's it.

She put her doubts behind her and bent down with her hands behind her back: "Did mother have something to tell me?"

Yan Zhihui: Hmm.

The petals nodded, and Xie Cijiu approached with a smile: "What?"

Yan Zhihui's Ye Zi persisted in ticking off again.

It's not close enough.

Xie Cijiu raised his eyebrows, and moved a little further, this time the distance was short enough.

Her warm breath was in the heart of the flower, it was hot and itchy.

Yan Zhihui supported her chin with flower petals, raised her head slightly, and planted a kiss on her side face.

It's light, touches it, and then he shakes the leaf, looking delighted.

Xie Cijiu stared at him blankly, and it took him a long time to realize, "Mother wants to say, because I kissed you, your spirits have recovered?"

Yan Zhi nodded back, and the leaves also bent, and couldn't agree more.

Xie Cijiu suddenly realized: "So it is."

Yan Zhihui: That’s it, don’t doubt it.

"What's the reason?" Xie Cijiu didn't understand this.

Yan Zhihui: ...

He didn't move, pretending to be dead.

Xie Cijiu laughed at himself: "I was confused, you are now a flower, and you can't speak, even if you know the reason, you can't explain it to me."

Yan Zhi shook Ye Zi back: That's right, so you believe it, right?

Xie Cijiu: "Then I won't ask anymore. I will kiss my mother more in the future so that you can get better as soon as possible."

Yan Zhihui: Be good~
If it had a human form, Yan Zhihui would have laughed so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.

He never thought about whether he was fooling Xie Cijiu for a while now, and if Xie Cijiu knew the truth, he would beat him up violently.

"Since my mother is fine, I don't worry. Uncle Jiang is still waiting for me. I'll change clothes first."

Yan Zhihui: Well, let’s go.

He waited quietly, and then saw Xie Cijiu reaching out to touch the cloth strip wrapped around his waist.

It was tied by her hand during the fight just now, and it opened with a single swipe.

then……

The cyan bed curtain slipped off, revealing the wet white underclothes inside.

Xie Cijiu took off his clothes on his own, but Yan Zhihui's whole flower was not good.

Yan Zhihui: Stop!stop it now!do not do that!

Xie Cijiu lowered his head and unbuttoned his inner jacket one by one, seeing the porcelain-like skin half-covered.

Yan Zhihui's leaves stood up "shua", covering his eyes.

Yan Zhihui: Do not despise evil, do not despise evil.

There was a sound of rubbing against the cloth for a long time, and Yan Zhihui's color became darker and darker.

When Xie Cijiu changed his clothes and straightened his sleeves, he looked up and asked in surprise, "Mom, why are you so popular?"

Yan Zhihui: ...

I have seen enough of the white ones, and I want to change the color.

"Miss, the room in the front yard has been tidied up."

At the critical moment, Yinshuang's voice sounded from outside the door.

Yan Zhihui breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Cijiu didn't struggle too much, picked up the flower pot and went out: "Yes, I see."

Yan Zhi nestled in her arms, facing the night wind to dissipate heat.

Yinshuang glanced at the flowers in her bosom, the light was dim when she went out, and the redness of the bonus was not so obvious, Yinshuang didn't notice anything unusual, but she was a little worried about Xie Cijiu's behavior of taking it with her everywhere she went.

"Miss, why don't you send the flowers to the room first? It's not appropriate for you to see Vice-General Jiang and General Jiang, holding potted flowers."

Yan Zhihui: How can you, maid, be more sensible than a stick of incense?
(End of this chapter)