Nirvana's wife is too black
Chapter 290 But Xiao Wuer Is Sick
Chapter 290 But Xiao Wuer Is Sick
Seeing the attention being drawn away, Mo Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Fifth Senior Sister's focus is not on him, it will be fine.
Hurrying all night, he doesn't have time to explain where he has been for the past two years, besides, for them now, Wu's safety is more important, right?
Mo Yun thought to himself, squinting his eyes, unable to see the expression in his eyes clearly.
Bai Zhimeng on the side spoke hypocrisy in the secret passage of contempt.
How did she get such a master?
Hypocrisy to the point of inhumanity.
He is simply a scum in the crowd, while swearing about worrying about the Lingnv, he is cheating on Feng Wu at the same time.
I don't even think about it, if there is no Feng Wu, would there be him today?
But his identity...
So far, Bai Zhimeng also knows nothing about him, and if he hears something about him by chance, he will forget it in an instant.
She knows all these things clearly.
However, she still couldn't help but want to explore, explore everything about Mo Yun.
Even though it was a misty forest of thorns, she still wanted to break through it.
Because she wanted to know, wanted to know everything about Mo Yun.
Not because of anything else, just because he is her master.
……
The place where the demon clan seals.
Since Feng Wu woke up, she stayed alone, staying in the house every day and not going anywhere.
It's like closing yourself in a small room.
Looking at the place without a trace of familiarity around her, Feng Wu closed her eyes comfortably, leaned back on the chair enjoying herself, and didn't bother to move.
creak...
The door was pushed open suddenly.
Feng Wu's eyes opened instantly, looking at the person coming, and then closed them again.
He didn't pay attention to the visitor at all.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you, I miss you a little bit." Bai Yu walked in cautiously, holding the soup for fear of splashing the soup on the ground.
With that appearance, Feng Wu couldn't help raising his head to look at him slightly, and said with a light smile: "Why, our great son of God, are you afraid that this small bowl of soup will be spilled?"
"I'm afraid my little Wu'er won't get the soup." Bai Yu put down the soup in his hand, ordered Feng Wu's Qiongbi, and saw the person he was thinking of was right in front of his eyes.
There was an inexplicable sense of relief in my heart.
After hearing this, Feng Wu pursed her lips and smiled.
Without saying a word, just as he was about to pick up the soup from the table, he was snatched away by a pair of hands.
Feng Wu glanced at him in surprise, but Bai Yu squatted down indifferently, held the soup bowl to Feng Wu's lips, scooped up a tablespoon of soup with a spoon, and handed it to Feng Wu's lips.
"Be careful of the heat."
His soft voice rang in Feng Wu's ears.
Feng Wu nodded involuntarily, and sniffed lightly with almost imperceptible nostrils: "Well, it smells so good."
Poria cocos, silver dragon flower, and even Wangyou grass!
The scent of medicine filling her nostrils made Feng Wu unable to help but suppress the anger in her heart, quietly thinking about whether she had revealed any flaws in the past few days.
But after thinking about it, Feng Wu didn't find anything wrong.
Drinking the soup uninterestingly, Feng Wu looked at Bai Yu and smiled, the smile didn't reach her eyes.
Even so, she still had to be careful, for fear that Bai Yu would find out that she did not lose her memory because of that elixir.
Otherwise, the forbearance of the past few days will eventually fall short.
"Don't drink it anymore." Feng Wu mumbled suddenly, dissatisfied: "This soup is so bitter and unpalatable."
"Xiao Wu'er is sick, if you don't drink this soup, brother Yu will order his servants to make medicine for you?" The threatening words came from Bai Yu's mouth, but there was no threat at all.
On the contrary, there is a sense of warmth.
It's a pity that Feng Wu has no feeling for all this.
If she really lost her memory, she might sink into Bai Yu's tenderness.
But now she has no amnesia.
(End of this chapter)
Seeing the attention being drawn away, Mo Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Fifth Senior Sister's focus is not on him, it will be fine.
Hurrying all night, he doesn't have time to explain where he has been for the past two years, besides, for them now, Wu's safety is more important, right?
Mo Yun thought to himself, squinting his eyes, unable to see the expression in his eyes clearly.
Bai Zhimeng on the side spoke hypocrisy in the secret passage of contempt.
How did she get such a master?
Hypocrisy to the point of inhumanity.
He is simply a scum in the crowd, while swearing about worrying about the Lingnv, he is cheating on Feng Wu at the same time.
I don't even think about it, if there is no Feng Wu, would there be him today?
But his identity...
So far, Bai Zhimeng also knows nothing about him, and if he hears something about him by chance, he will forget it in an instant.
She knows all these things clearly.
However, she still couldn't help but want to explore, explore everything about Mo Yun.
Even though it was a misty forest of thorns, she still wanted to break through it.
Because she wanted to know, wanted to know everything about Mo Yun.
Not because of anything else, just because he is her master.
……
The place where the demon clan seals.
Since Feng Wu woke up, she stayed alone, staying in the house every day and not going anywhere.
It's like closing yourself in a small room.
Looking at the place without a trace of familiarity around her, Feng Wu closed her eyes comfortably, leaned back on the chair enjoying herself, and didn't bother to move.
creak...
The door was pushed open suddenly.
Feng Wu's eyes opened instantly, looking at the person coming, and then closed them again.
He didn't pay attention to the visitor at all.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you, I miss you a little bit." Bai Yu walked in cautiously, holding the soup for fear of splashing the soup on the ground.
With that appearance, Feng Wu couldn't help raising his head to look at him slightly, and said with a light smile: "Why, our great son of God, are you afraid that this small bowl of soup will be spilled?"
"I'm afraid my little Wu'er won't get the soup." Bai Yu put down the soup in his hand, ordered Feng Wu's Qiongbi, and saw the person he was thinking of was right in front of his eyes.
There was an inexplicable sense of relief in my heart.
After hearing this, Feng Wu pursed her lips and smiled.
Without saying a word, just as he was about to pick up the soup from the table, he was snatched away by a pair of hands.
Feng Wu glanced at him in surprise, but Bai Yu squatted down indifferently, held the soup bowl to Feng Wu's lips, scooped up a tablespoon of soup with a spoon, and handed it to Feng Wu's lips.
"Be careful of the heat."
His soft voice rang in Feng Wu's ears.
Feng Wu nodded involuntarily, and sniffed lightly with almost imperceptible nostrils: "Well, it smells so good."
Poria cocos, silver dragon flower, and even Wangyou grass!
The scent of medicine filling her nostrils made Feng Wu unable to help but suppress the anger in her heart, quietly thinking about whether she had revealed any flaws in the past few days.
But after thinking about it, Feng Wu didn't find anything wrong.
Drinking the soup uninterestingly, Feng Wu looked at Bai Yu and smiled, the smile didn't reach her eyes.
Even so, she still had to be careful, for fear that Bai Yu would find out that she did not lose her memory because of that elixir.
Otherwise, the forbearance of the past few days will eventually fall short.
"Don't drink it anymore." Feng Wu mumbled suddenly, dissatisfied: "This soup is so bitter and unpalatable."
"Xiao Wu'er is sick, if you don't drink this soup, brother Yu will order his servants to make medicine for you?" The threatening words came from Bai Yu's mouth, but there was no threat at all.
On the contrary, there is a sense of warmth.
It's a pity that Feng Wu has no feeling for all this.
If she really lost her memory, she might sink into Bai Yu's tenderness.
But now she has no amnesia.
(End of this chapter)
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