The e-sports god takes it home

Chapter 353

And this 'son' is obviously not good at getting cheap, looking at the spoon in her hand with a look of annoyance, he couldn't help whispering bb: "I should have said that I shouldn't use a spoon..."

"Then I can only pinch my nose and forcefully drink it." Bu Yao looked at him with a fake smile: "Do you know how Wu Dalang died?"

Lu Yan: "..."

"I'm so good-looking, it's obviously Pan Jinlian." He retorted.

Bu Yao scooped up a spoonful of ginger soup and blew on it before bringing it to his mouth, "Open your mouth, Jinlian."

Lu Yan: "..."

Fortunately, he didn't do it again this time, she fed him a sip, and he drank a sip, his face was full of satisfaction and comfort.

Bu Yao: "..." I suddenly felt like a little eunuch.

When he finally finished drinking the ginger soup, Bu Yao threw him two toffees and told him to lie down and sleep.

And this person who said that he was paralyzed a few minutes ago jumped off the bed, hugged her and fell on the bed, "You sleep with me."

"What do you sleep in during the daytime?" Bu Yao rolled his eyes at him, a little dumbfounded, "Let go, I'm going to train."

"You mean, it's all right at night?" He rolled his eyes slyly, and deliberately blew in her ear.

"Not even at night." Bu Yao glared at him.

"Okay." He sighed regretfully, and kissed her on the lips, "You did well just now, keep working hard."

Bu Yao: "..." It's a waste of effort to feed a medicine.

And he seemed to be able to guess what she was thinking, with a playful smile on his face: "Next time, try to feed me so that I can't help myself."

Bu Yao's face turned red in an instant, but his teasing continued: "Or maybe I passed on the fever to you, so that you can see the correct way to feed the medicine?"

He said so, but in the end he just restrained himself and kissed her lips again and again, "Forget it, I can't bear it."

Bu Yao: "..." I'm too lazy to talk to this showman.

He hugged her tenderly for a long time before finally letting go reluctantly, "Go to training, I'm still waiting for you to take me to lie down and win."

Bu Yao kissed the corner of his lips, rubbed his head again, as if telling her son, "Lie down and rest obediently, I will come to see you after training."

Lu Yan responded, then threw his own quilt indiscriminately, and wrapped her quilt in a rascally manner, "You go, I'm going to pretend to hug my husband to sleep."

Bu Yao: "..."

To be honest, she was a little afraid that her quilt would be stained with his anger.

At noon, people from the team next door complained again in [KPL Century Jiayuan engages in the base network].

[Salted Fish and Duck of Team DM: Next door, are you having a wedding early in the morning?Why do I hear the sound of firecrackers and suona? 】

[Mingshen is not a little wife: Don't mention it, I was woken up this morning by fright, living with a group of sand sculptures, and there are new surprises every day. 】

[Unhappy with embarrassment: You are a sand sculpture, and your whole team is a sand sculpture. 】

[I'm not fat, I'm bloated: In fact, we are giving our captain a grand funeral, he was fucked to death. 】

[Super, Lang: Lu Shen passed away?Is it so sudden? 】

[Disgruntled and unhappy: He didn't even see you dress up for him, it's too bad. 】

[The most poisonous buttercream: Do not bury the deceased God of Lu, wrap it in bread crumbs, and fry it until golden to prevent resurrection. 】

[Guo Licheng: Just to say this to you, he is going to be resurrected. 】

[Singer Su Qianjiang from Lingfen: If you want to blame him, blame him for robbing someone who shouldn't be robbed, and ended up like this. 】

(End of this chapter)