The popular prince and concubine: marry the little maid

Chapter 754 Feed her medicine mouth to mouth
Qing'er was stunned, her face flushed, it turned out that she had just finished taking the medicine, and she hadn't put on her clothes yet.

"Ah—" He stretched out his hand hastily and pulled the clothes, but touched the wound, causing her to groan in pain.

"Qing'er, don't worry, I'll come."

Qing'er's face was so red, he pulled up his clothes for her, looked at her, and scratched her nose lovingly, "Qing'er, what's next, start drinking the medicine."

"Do you still want to drink medicine?" Qing'er blinked her big eyes.

"Of course you have to drink medicine." He said, "Otherwise, how could your wound heal?"

"But, the medicine is so bitter!"

Qing'er pouted.

"Drink. I'll bring you candied fruit. After drinking, you can eat." He supported her, told her to sit down, and asked the maids to bring the decocted medicine and handed it to her.

"I--it's really bad to wake up, and I still need to drink medicine. Uh--" Qing'er had a bitter face.

"Don't talk nonsense, what will I do if you don't wake up? Do you want me to feed you medicine every day? It will take an hour to feed you, girl. Although I don't mind it, but I am worried about you. "

Qing'er was stunned: "When I couldn't wake up, was it you who gave me the medicine?"

The little head was slapped by him: "Yes."

"Then—then how can you feed me?"

He took the medicine bowl in her hand, took a sip, and when Qing'er was unprepared, he wrapped his arms around her waist, raised her chin with one hand, and squeezed it lightly. When she opened her small mouth, the medicine juice was sent into her mouth at once.

"Cough—cough—it's so bitter!"

Qing'er swallowed hard, and her face turned completely red.

"That's how I fed you. How about it? Do you drink it obediently, or do you need me—" He blinked ambiguously, and Qing'er grabbed his medicine wrist.

"I'll drink it myself. Don't bother you to feed me—heh."

so bitter!

It was really bitter, but Qing'er drank it all in one gulp.

"Hey, let's have some candied fruit." He handed it to her.

"Yeah." Qing'er ate the candied fruit he gave, and he took the water for her, "Slow down, here, drink some water."

"Cough—um."

(End of this chapter)