Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

She wanted to try to let the bureaucrats of the prefecture line up for a lap to see who had a feeling of perturbation. However, there was no majesty in her plan! Now Sheng Jiayan is uninvited, Meng Eqi has to continue to pretend to be ill.

"Ameng--" Sheng Jiayan stepped outside the screen: "Are you better?"

Meng Haocao coughed a few times pretendingly, pretending to be delicate and said: "Your Majesty cares, I just feel a little bit cold, it doesn't matter if I have taken the medicine."

The wandering day went back and forth, and brought a bowl of black medicine. In fact, drinking medicine is just pretending, mainly to drive them away. Naizhi was stopped halfway but was stopped by Sheng Jiayan. His narrow, long and dark eyes glanced towards the Japanese God of Travel, who was almost unable to hold the bowl.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." The stammer stuttered, and he began to think about whether to admit his mistake while kneeling or crawling.

"I'm coming." Sheng Jiayan directly took the bowl in his hand and went directly around the screen.

Before Sheng Jiayan came in, Meng Eqian took Sipa to cover her eyes. Although she couldn't see him now with her eyes closed, but felt that he was close, she still felt that the whole person was not very good.

"Why do you have to cover your eyes if you have a cold?" he asked.

"...Because...because I just slept a long time now and I'm a little afraid of light!"

Sheng Jiayan glanced back at the group of bureaucrats outside the screen that squeezed the room tightly, knowing that this was Meng Eju's trick.

"Come and drink medicine." Sheng Jiayan suddenly approached.

Meng Eqi can hear the sound of touching the edge of the bowl with his slender fingers holding the spoon, he can smell the seemingly clear breath on his body, and can also feel that several of his hair brushed his cheeks.

Sheng Jiayan's deep voice slammed into Meng Eqi's ear like a snake, and she could hardly control it.

No way! She must be far from Sheng Jiayan!

But her buttocks had just moved two inches, and Sheng Jiayan had put a spoon into Meng Hao's mouth.

The bitter, astringent medicinal scent went straight to the brain, and Meng Yingqi vomited out in a single bite.

"Han..."

Before she finished shouting, Sheng Jiayan took the opportunity to feed the second spoon: "The medicine is bitter, drink more."

At that moment, Meng Yuqi felt that all thoughts were desperate, and Sheng Jiayan was absolutely intentional! After the screen, a bunch of medlars were watching them. She had to drink now, otherwise she would be a man in the future!

Meng Haoqi was forcibly fed the whole bowl of soup, and finally Sheng Jiayan was very considerate to untie her handkerchief wrapped around her eyes and wiped the corner of her mouth for her. Looking at the past from the angle outside the screen, Sheng Jiayan and Meng Eqi were really very close.

All the officials witnessed the close interaction between the king of Yan and Meng Po: the Meng Po was unspoken.

After tossing over Meng Haoqi, Sheng Jiayan got his wish and stood up refreshed, not forgetting to say: "Take good care of the body, and then I will come to see you and take the medicine."

Finally, he led a group of delusional officials to leave.

Seeing them gone, Yuyou quickly rushed over, first glanced at the medicine bowl, and found that the drink was clean and there was no scum left: "Sister! Drink it all..."

Meng 萋 swallowed hard and snorted: "Well then!? Where did you get this medicine, and it was terrible after drinking it, and there are still stinks. Ming continued to get a bowl, or he would wear a help when he came down. "

The Japanese traveler stepped back a few steps outside the bed and shuddered: "Sister, this is what I want to come by. I have no choice but to be in an emergency, but according to the two of them... this seems to be used to increase love. Something interesting..."