Quick time travel guide male supporting role

Chapter 146

There was a bang, at this moment, Shen Yao knew that she had survived.

Feng Zheng, who was dressed in snow clothes, was so beautiful and charming, his temperament was as clear as ice, and that touch of white was dazzling and eye-catching in front of the dying Shen Yao at this moment.

A slight smile flickered across Feng Zheng's lips, "It's hard to die."

He took the water brought by the maid, squatted down, and pulled Shen Yao into his arms from the ground. He supported Shen Yao's waist, brought the water to Shen Yao's lips, and whispered: "Drink , this is your reward for surviving."

Shen Yao felt a cool liquid on her lips, and then the sweet spring water poured into her throat, and soon she greedily sucked the ice water like a hungry little animal.

After half a bowl of water, Shen Yao subconsciously shrank into Feng Zheng's arms, touched Feng Zheng's icy body, and murmured: "Cold."

Feng Zheng froze for a moment, and for some reason, seeing that body that had lost more than half of its weight, his heart ached, after all, it was still the child he had raised for several years.He mobilized his internal energy silently, and soon, Shen Yao rested comfortably on Feng Zheng's arm, slapped her skinny face, and said with emotion: "It's comfortable."

Shen Yao fell asleep drowsily, and when she woke up, she was woken up by her own stomachache.

When he opened his eyes, it was not a cold and dark room, but an empty, deserted, sunlight-filled hall, a place he was extremely familiar with.

She looked around, not her own room.

Feng Zheng looked at himself with a smile on his face, "Ruhua, are you awake?"

Shen Yao was so frightened that she wrapped her body with a quilt again, and only stared at Feng Zheng with a pair of big eyes.She can't afford to provoke this person, nor can she hide from him.

"Just right, there are pastries you like." He beckoned to Shen Yao, "Come here."

Shen Yao got off the bed trembling, and just as her feet touched the ground, she slipped and fell down.

Feng Zheng helped her up, like all the fathers in the world, gently rubbed Shen Yao's head, "Is it broken? Let Dad see."

"no no."

"That's good." Feng Zheng picked up a piece of pear cake and brought it to Shen Yao's lips, clearly reflecting his own appearance from his glazed eyes—how miserable it was.Shen Yao bit the bullet and took a bite.

Feng Zheng glanced at Shen Yao, not eating or drinking for the past few days, so that this little girl lost weight.The pair of eyes seemed to get bigger and bigger, and now they just stared at themselves, silently accusing themselves, but instead, Feng Zheng felt a sense of guilt that he had never felt before. "Why do you eat so little?"

Shen Yao's complexion turned even paler, and the sweat dripped down from her forehead one by one free of charge, and dripped onto Feng Zheng's hands, scalding hot.Shen Yao clutched her stomach weakly with one hand, and shrank into Feng Zheng's arms unbearably.

"What's the matter?"

"Stomach pain."

Feng Zheng's hand caressed Shen Yao's stomach, Shen Yao felt the cry was cold, but soon bursts of warmth came from the stomach, driving away the pain.

She heard Feng Zheng's voice without emotion: "Why do you have a stomachache?"

Shen Yao rolled her eyes at Feng Zheng.Where can she eat these greasy things in her current stomach, isn't it killing her?But the person involved didn't feel it.Is it necessary to tease yourself like this?
"You really don't know, or you don't know. My stomach is injured, so I can't eat such a greasy pastry. Besides, whoever said that I like this pastry, it's your old man who only gives me this pear flower cake all day long."

After a moment of rapid tongue, Shen Yao looked at Feng Zheng in fear, but it was hard to know that Feng Zheng——

(End of this chapter)