I'm spoiling my uncle

Chapter 227
The freshness after the rain is accompanied by the breeze, which is extremely cool.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Sai Huatuo pacing up and down at the door.

Luo Li wanted to break free from Chu Yi's arms, but he hugged him even tighter.

Seeing this, Sai Huatuo covered his face with his hands, heaved a sigh, and continued: "The public, what is this for?"

Luo Li glanced at him: "What is Miracle Doctor Sai doing so late?"

Sai Huatuo stroked the beard on his chin, his face solemn: "Isn't it to bring you medicine."

After speaking, he took out a treasure in his bosom, as if he was hiding a very precious treasure, and after a while, he took out an exquisite white jade bottle and stuffed it into Luoli's hand.

Luo Li looked at him suspiciously: "I'm almost healed, what medicine do I need?"

Sai Huatuo glanced at her, and said calmly, "This is the medicine for removing scars. Don't you feel horrible about your own wound? You can use this medicine in a few days, and you can use it on the shoulder immediately."

Luo Li smiled lightly: "It's not on the face, it doesn't matter, but thanks anyway."

Sai Huatuo clicked his tongue twice, looked at the two people who were hugging each other, and showed an old and unscrupulous smile on his face: "You probably don't care, the old scar on the shoulder has changed from that to that, let alone the scar on the heart. It's a wound, but someone who sees the scar on his chest will feel distressed, you said that he will see that hideous scar every day in the future, will it affect his performance..."

Luo Li's face flushed immediately, and she became angry with embarrassment: "The more you live, the more dishonest you become."

"Look at your crooked looks, how can you be more serious than me?"

She stared, bit her lip, and looked at the genius doctor who obviously had a serious face, speechlessly.

Chu Yi laughed softly: "I only feel sorry for her scar, and it won't affect anything else. Thank you Doctor Sai for worrying."

"Well, that's a decent statement, then I won't bother you, the medicine has been delivered, so I'm leaving."

After speaking, he quickly left the yard like a gust of wind.

Luo Li said angrily: "You are fooling around with him, you are old and immoral."

He looked down at her, his black eyes gleamed with light, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Am I old?"

The corners of her lips curled into a tease: "Uncle, what do you say? You're almost 23, how old are you?"

His eyes were gradually blurred by a layer of mist, and he walked into the room.

Luo Li was full of doubts, could he be angry?

He leaned over and put his lips next to her ear: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Huh? On purpose?"

"You do not know?"

The warm breath flowed in her ears, her heart trembled slightly, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "Calling you Emperor Uncle, are you so impatient? Aren't there so many people calling you that?"

He smiled seductively: "Who told you to start teasing people every time you called him uncle? So I always have expectations when I hear you call me like that."

"I...Are you so small-minded? Remember everything in your heart?"

"Well, this fact can't be taken seriously."

Luo Li pushed him on her body: "Then you get out of the way first, it hurts my wound."

Chu Yi raised his face, stared at her, and smiled with his lips curled up: "I didn't press your wound, is that all your cleverness? It really doesn't look like you."

"You think I'm less noisy?"

He laughed without saying a word.

He endured the surge in his heart and stood up: "I'll help you look at the wound."

"No, it's almost ready, I can come by myself."

"Are you forcing me, the Overlord, to bow hard?"

Luo Li kicked him, and lightly reprimanded him: "You never let go of any chance to take advantage of me."

Chu Yi sighed softly: "The scar on your shoulder shouldn't be like that. If you don't cherish yourself, I have to cherish you."

Luo Li was speechless.

(End of this chapter)