The darling of troubled times: Zhu Yan plays the world

Chapter 287 I Will Let You Adapt Slowly

"Mr. Feng, I asked the young lady to drink the medicine, but the young lady doesn't want to drink it." Yan'er said while holding the medicine.

Yin Lan also looked at Feng Qiyang, "Didn't I drink this medicine when I was unconscious? Now that I'm awake, I don't need to drink it, right?"

"Lan'er, are you worried about the pain of the medicine?" Feng Qiyang said with a smile.

"No, I just think this medicine is dark, like poison." Yin Lan replied.

"Like poison? Lan'er, do you think your husband will harm you? You take this medicine every day when you are unconscious. You just need to take this bowl. You don't need to take it in the future. This medicine is not bad at all. Bitter." Feng Qiyang took the medicine from Yan'er's hand and handed it to Yin Lan.

"Really?" Yin Lan asked uncertainly.

Feng Qiyang was stunned by her expression, then nodded in a good mood, "It's really not bitter, I never lie to you."

"Okay, I'll trust you once." Yin Lan said, brought the drink over, raised her head and drank it.

Sure enough, it's not very bitter, but it still has a little medicinal taste.

"I said I wouldn't lie to you, right?" Feng Qiyang took the bowl from her hand and asked with a smile.

In the past, she was never afraid of the pain of the medicine, even if she was really afraid of the pain of the medicine, she would show that she didn't care, but even so, he would still add some wild honey to the medicine he boiled for her, which had become a habit.

He never thought that one day she would refuse to take the medicine because the medicine was bitter. She changed completely and became very cute.

"When I was in a coma, how did I take the medicine?" Yin Lan asked Yan'er puzzled, wouldn't it be impossible to eat if I was in a coma?
Yan'er suddenly blushed and lowered her head when she heard this, and said in a low voice, "Master Feng fed Miss."

Yin Lan also understood, and said nothing more in embarrassment.

"Can we go downstairs for dinner now?" Feng Qiyang asked with a nonchalant smile.

"Well, I'm really hungry." Yin Lan smiled, and just as she was about to leave, she found her hand was being held.

She was taken aback, then turned to look at Feng Qiyang.

"What's the matter? Is it okay to hold your hand as a husband?" Feng Qiyang raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Uh, I'm still not used to it."

Yin Lan took Feng Qiyang's hand away with the other hand as she spoke, and walked out alone, then she heard Feng Qiyang's soft voice from behind: "I will let you get used to it slowly."

(End of this chapter)