Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1834 Qiantose Master looks like this

"Treat?" Lie Jiuqing was confused, "Treat what?"

Wen Rong simply gritted his teeth, "What do you want to cure!"

Lie Jiuqing paused slightly, his pupils brightened instantly, and he grabbed his wrist and began to feel his pulse.

"You are not allowed to regret it."

Who wants to regret it!

If Lie Jiuqing is so sudden every time in the future, can he fail again and again?
Wen Rong was annoyed, and the ends of his eyes were even redder. He was too lazy to look at her, so he just stretched out his hand and asked her to take her pulse seriously.

It was rare for him to cooperate, so Lie Jiuqing would naturally cherish this opportunity, concentrate on it, and quickly immerse himself in it.

In order to better connect with Wen Rong's meridians, Lie Jiuqing pushed in a ray of internal energy.

The heart-entangling method is different from other methods of cultivating the mind. It will forge the deepest bond between two people.

As soon as Lie Jiuqing used it, Wen Rong's body gave the most direct reaction.

This inner force was like peering into his flesh and blood.

How could Wen Rong be like ordinary people?

Lie Jiuqing's exploration of every inch of him was the most gentle possession.

He liked it, even became obsessed with it.

When I decided to teach her, I had this selfish desire in mind.

When Wen Rong gets emotional, her body will become particularly fragrant.

Lie Jiuqing was distracted for a moment and saw his red neck and thin lips that seemed to be rouged.

"Your heart is beating so fast, but what are you thinking about?"

Wen Rong's eyelashes trembled, covering the corners of her lips that couldn't be suppressed, "I want you to check your pulse, don't look at anything else."

"You're emotional."

For this pulse diagnosis, just seven to eight points is enough.

Lie Jiuqing couldn't pretend he didn't know.

She silently collected her inner strength.

The fingertips slowly moved away from his hot skin.

Wen Rong held her down, changed his hands, and forcibly refused to let her go.

"You have to drink the calming soup first, otherwise I won't be able to diagnose it accurately."

"Are you laughing at me?"

Lie Jiuqing touched his hot face and said, "Who wants you to be so arrogant every time?" The fragrance on his body was so addictive.

She had to go out and catch her breath.

Otherwise, she might not be able to take good care of her illness.

Wen Rong didn't let go, Lie Jiuqing lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, "My thousand-year-old master, be good."

I have been using the calming soup for some time.

After cooking, Lie Jiuqing carried it to the study.

Wen Rong leaned aside lazily, playing with the chess pieces in his hands, playing chess with himself.

The light in the study was quite bright, but the window was not open, so there was half light and half shadow. His long hair was not tied up, which made him feel a little more lonely.

Xu Shi thought it was rare to see him so relaxed, so Lie Jiuqing paused slightly and couldn't bear to disturb him, fearing that he would disappear like a bubble.

Aware of her gaze, Wen Rong raised his eyes and waved to her.

His face was expressionless and his eyes were dim, just like before.

Lie Jiuqing had the illusion that his past and present lives overlapped.

He was who he was in the past and who he is now.

The way he looked at her never changed in the slightest.

"Thousand-year-old Master looks like a frail young man hiding in the attic."

Lie Jiuqing teased his chin with her fingertips and pressed the corners of his lips with her fingertips, "Speaking of which, I really want you to..."

The evil thoughts disappeared in a flash.

Lie Jiuqing sighed, put down the soothing soup, and opened the window.

The wind blew, and Lie Jiuqing felt calm.

She was bathed in the light, her hair floating gently, and the tip of her tail seemed to be glowing.

Wen Rong tilted his head, propped up his chin, and looked at her without blinking, reaching out to touch her.

He hooked a few strands of hair and kissed her devoutly on the lips.

Lie Jiuqing looked back and saw this scene.

She pinched her hot ears, put her arms on the table, hooked a strand of black hair on his face, and imitated him and brought it to her mouth.

Wen Rong was stunned.

Lie Jiuqing leaned down and approached him.

(End of this chapter)