The splendid medical relationship of Jiangshan

Chapter 177 is a bit short

Because of Duan Yinli's personal promise, Fu Yunmo successfully hugged her for a long time.

And for a long time.

It was so long that they even wondered if they had already fallen asleep in the first day of junior high school outside the house.

The truth is, Fu Yunmo couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.

He originally wanted to hug his little daughter-in-law to calm down, but the more he hugged, the more addicted he became, and he didn't have the slightest tendency to calm down.

He finally gritted his teeth and forced himself to get up.

Sitting on the side of the couch almost in a state of embarrassment, he closed the curtain tightly with his backhand, and kept taking deep breaths.

Within a curtain, the sound of getting dressed could be heard.

After a while, Duan Yinli's voice sounded from behind the curtain: "Okay."

Fu Yunmo lifted up the gauze curtain on one side and hung it up, not even daring to turn his head to look at her.

Duan Yinli put on the quilt very presciently, wrapped himself like a small rice dumpling, covered everything that should be wrapped, and also wrapped what should not be wrapped, eliminating all possibility of attracting people's daydream.

But she probably didn't know that her face alone was enough to make people dream.

Fu Yunmo is also not exempt from vulgarity.

It was inevitable that he would be trapped in a cocoon again, and he felt that he could not stay here any longer.

But it seems a little unwilling to go back like this.

So he thought for a while, and took aim at the tiger pillow next to Duan Yinli: "A Li, can you give me that little pillow?"

"What do you want this for?"

"...I like it." He couldn't say it was because it had her scent on it, so he would be regarded as a pervert.

Duan Yinli made trouble for this.

A tiger pillow is nothing more than a pillow, but the problem is that she can't sleep well without it.

Seeing her tangled complexion, Fu Yunmo's eyes darkened: "Can't you?"

Is he even inferior to a tiger pillow?

Duan Yinli hesitated and said, "Can something else work?"

"for example?"

"Hmm..." She pondered, her eyes turned around the room a few times.

Fu Yunmo saw that she was really embarrassed, so he simply said frankly: "Just bring the scent on your body."

"It smells like me..." Duan Yinli's voice gradually faded away, and his eyes stopped on the quilt he was wearing: "If you don't dislike it, why don't you take this quilt away?"

She was just joking, so she didn't expect Fu Yunmo to take it seriously.

He fantasized about her sleeping under the quilt every day, and her eyes were soft enough to drip water.

"Okay!" After saying that, he rolled up the quilt and left.

Duan Yinli sat on the couch with her knees hugged, with a cute expression on her face.

So... why did he come to her tonight?Just for this quilt?
*
Besides, when Fu Yunmo went out, he carried a luggage roll, which made Shiyue and Da Zhuang almost think that their young lady was caught in it and carried away.

The first day of junior high school was also full of confusion.

But one thing he can be sure of is that his master didn't succeed.

Look at that face is not right.

After the two returned to the East Palace, Fu Yunmo took off the cloak, and he understood better in the first day of the junior high school.

It just so happened that Laqi had something to report to Fu Yunmo, so he looked at it all over.

La Qi thought about it, and tentatively asked: "Master... do you want someone to serve you?"

Although in the past, his master never asked a maid to serve him, it was because he didn't seem to have that need, but the situation is obviously different today. If he doesn't ask someone to serve him, is it necessary for the master to solve it by himself like them?
La Qixin said how is this possible!
On the first day of the junior high school, I secretly thought about this ignorant man.

Then Laqi discovered that it was really possible.

Fu Yunmo kicked him because his voice was lost: "Get lost!"

La Qi got up from the ground aggrieved: "...Yes."

He walked out of the hall while rubbing his sore buttocks.

Fu Yunmo's voice came from behind him: "I heard that you often hang around in the fireworks field when you have nothing to do..."

La Qi's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his heart "thumped".

He turned around stiffly, lowered his head and responded softly: "There... a mixed bag of fish and dragons, it's easy to find out a lot of information..."

Fu Yunmo unfolded the quilt on the couch by himself, and said quietly: "In the future, let Gu know where you go, and order someone to cut off your lifeblood or destroy your martial arts and throw you into Nanfengguan."

La Qi was so frightened that his feet went limp, and he knelt down on the ground with a "plop", not daring to breathe.

But he couldn't figure it out, it's fine for the master to be pure-hearted and ascetic, why force him?

I never cared about it before.

How did La Qi know that Fu Yunmo was afraid that someone would say that their upper beams were not upright and their lower beams were crooked, what if the young daughter-in-law found out and misunderstood.

His good reputation, which he managed so hard to manage, cannot be spoiled by them.

"You also tell Laba to wake up the lonely guard!"

"...Yes." Huh huh, his Miss Peony and his Miss Furong were never to be seen again.

Laqi's heart was bleeding.

The heart of the first grade of junior high school is carnival.

These two bastards pretended to be public servants and lived happily outside the palace all day long. They and Shiliu were always in fear by the master's side. Now it's their turn to be unlucky. It's really a joy!

Ignoring the schadenfreude and the loveless Laqi, Fu Yunmo ordered people to prepare a soup bath.

Even though he had washed once before going to Duan Yinli.

But the current situation does not allow him to wash it again.

What's more, I have to cover my little daughter-in-law's quilt to sleep tonight, and it should be washed deliciously.

Finally after taking a bath, Fu Yunmo lay on his back on the couch with a feeling of physical and mental comfort, and pulled the quilt to cover himself.

It feels... a little short.

Pulled from the head to the neck, the feet were all exposed.

If you want to cover the feet, the quilt can only cover the ribs.

He tried to imagine the little daughter-in-law huddled in the quilt, and his heart fluttered uncontrollably.

But because he really didn't want to take a third bath, he abruptly cut off his thoughts and didn't dare to think about it.

The candles in the hall are bright and bright.

Fu Yunmo opened his eyes and looked at the sky-blue tent, sniffing the vague fragrance in his nose, for the first time he didn't hate the night so much, for the first time he had expectations for falling asleep, for the first time there was someone he wanted to see in his dream...

*
The words are divided into two parts.

But after Fu Yunmo left, Shiyue just entered the house.

Duan Yinli was sitting on the bare couch with the tiger pillow in his arms, and the quilt was missing.

Shiyue felt very strange: "Miss, did His Royal Highness leave you behind?"

In fact, it was the person who originally wanted to be carried away, but in the end the person was carried away.

Duan Yinli shook his head, thinking that what he wanted was the quilt.

"Go to the closet and get a new bed and cover it for me."

"Oh."

Shiyue went to get the quilt, and when she came back, she opened the curtain and got closer to the couch, so she could see Duan Yinli clearly.

The bright red mouth, the watery eyes, the reddish hickey on the neck... Anyone who took a look would know that the two of them did nothing good in the room just now.

Shiyue's heart tightened: "Miss...you didn't let His Royal Highness succeed?"

"No."

"Oh, the servant girl is relieved."

Duan Yin said centrifugally, then you should rest assured.

I didn't succeed this time, maybe next time.

She really doesn't have much confidence in her self-control, but she has too much confidence in Fu Yunmo's charm.

She felt that if he was determined to seduce her, she would never be able to escape unscathed.

Miss Duan, who knew herself very well, was lying on the couch, looking at the unfamiliar quilt beside her, and realized for the first time that it was not so difficult to give gifts to others. It turned out that a quilt could send people away.

*
After getting up the next day, Duan Yinli went to Huajin Hall to pay his respects to the old lady as usual.

Duan Yinrao happened to be there when she went.

The old lady left them to have breakfast in Huajintang.

While eating, Duan Yinrao accidentally saw a small red mark on Duan Yinli's neck, and couldn't help but take a second look: "What's wrong with your neck?"

Duan Yinli put down his chopsticks and touched it. There was no pain, swelling or itching: "What's wrong?"

"It's red, and a little purple."

"...Oh, mosquito bites."

"Shouldn't it be red? How could it be a little purple?"

"It's so itchy, I pinched it twice and it's like this."

Duan Yinrao nodded to show that he understood.

After a while, she suddenly said again: "Don't pinch next time, just use your fingernails to make a cross and come out."

She did this every time she was bitten by a mosquito.

Moreover, she also has a little-known habit, that is, she not only presses her own, but she also likes to press her nails when she sees mosquitoes on other people's bodies, but this is too strange, so she keeps hiding it. Let people know.

So far, the only people who have suffered from her evil hands are the little maid and Duan Yinwan by her side.

But now, she took aim at Duan Yinli again.

(End of this chapter)