Jian Chu grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand, pulled the standing Shui Miaomiao into his arms, and murmured to himself, "I want it sweet."
"I, I, I." Shui Miaomiao stuttered and struggled, "I don't care about patients, but if you continue to act like a gangster, I won't be polite."
Taste the food Sanren didn't know when he appeared under the eaves, laughing so disgustingly.
Lang Linyi was passing by Shui Miaomiao and looked at Changmeishanren with disgust, "Your face is cramped."
"I'm laughing." The taster stepped out of the way and asked casually, "Do you know what tears taste like?"
"It's salty."
"I heard that the tears of the Sharman tribe are sweet."
"Aren't the tears of the Sharman tribe beads? Can they still be eaten?"
"Read the book carefully. The tears of the Sharman tribe are still liquid before they fall to the ground." Tasteful Sanren folded his arms and leaned against the wall with an aunty smile on his face.
"I saw it in some drawing book, I can't remember clearly. It seems that the sharks will lick each other's tears when courting. If they are sweet, it means she loves you."
"Hypocritical, disgusting!" Lang Linyi ruthlessly interrupted Changmeishanren's fantasy, "Since it is a picture book, it is naturally made up, and the Shark race has been extinct for hundreds of years."
"Hiss~" Changcian Sanren opened his eyes and looked at Lang Linyi, "You are a girl, do you know what romance is?"
"I don't understand." Lang Linyi looked up and down at Changcian Sanren, "But I don't think a bearded uncle would understand either."
"Uncle, can't you understand? It's sexist."
"Yes, do you have any objections?"
The Chancian San people hit their heads against the wall, wondering what is wrong with him, and they will discuss this issue with the people of Kuanquan Sect.
Lang Linjie looked at the food lovers with great disgust, "Uncle, don't be convulsive here, get out of my way. Have you seen Miao?"
"Over there, but I suggest you don't bother me now." Taste the Food Sanren pointed to the distance.
Of course, Lang Linyi would not listen to the suggestion of Chang Cuisan. She raised her eyes and instantly drew out the scimitar from her waist.
Jian Chu hugged Shui Miaomiao tightly, rested his head on Shui Miaomiao's shoulder, and repeated coquettishly in her ear, "It's sweet."
Shui Miaomiao's face turned red. She could feel Jian Chu's loss, but being lost was no reason to hold on to her.
"It can't be sweet." Shui Miaomiao struggled, making the insecure Jian Chu hug tighter.
Shui Miaomiao gave up her struggle and coaxed softly, "I, I have some sugar here. Sugar is sweet. Can I give you some sugar?"
"I knew you were not a good person when we first met!" Lang Linyi interrupted Shui Miaomiao as she rushed over.
Shui Miaomiao turned around and looked.
"don't want!"
Shui Miaomiao shouted, but it was too late, Lang Linjie raised her foot and kicked Jian Chu.
Shui Miaomiao, who was still in Jian Chu's arms, grasped Jian Chu's sleeves resignedly and followed him down the steps.
With her head resting on Jian Chu's chest, Lang Linyi saw that her anger seemed to be getting stronger and she raised the scimitar in her hand.
"Young lady, are you a little too angry?" A group of people rushed over, held Lang Linyi's wrist, took off her scimitar, and looked at her shoulder, "Look, the wound that was just bandaged is... Cracked."
Shui Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief and gave a thumbs up to the food taster. Lang Linjie had no problem attacking Jian Chu, but the key is that you don't accidentally hurt yourself.
Sitting up from the ground, Shui Miaomiao looked at Jian Chu beneath him.
Jian Chu was lying on the ground, and Lang Linjue's kick seemed to wake him up. He let go of the hand that made Shui Miaomiao uncomfortable, and stared at Shui Miaomiao quietly.
You can't see his eyes clearly, but you always feel that his eyes are as soulful as the sea, making you lose your mind.
Jiu Chou walked out of the room and glanced coldly at the four people outside the room.
Lang Linye's wrist was pinched by Chang Yi San Ren. She wanted to kick Chang Yi San Ren, but she couldn't. Lang Lin Jie was so angry that she almost bit him.
Shui Miaomiao sat on Jian Chu and looked at him.
Jiucheng Qiu had reservations about looking at each other. Jian Chu's eyes were covered with white cloth and were not exposed.
Taking a deep breath, Jiucheng Qiu really didn't know, so he changed the water in Sun Xuan'er's basin. Why was it such a mess outside?
"Ahem, the doctor said Sun Xuan'er is about to wake up."
"Wake up!" Shui Miaomiao automatically ignored the word 'quick' in front of her, looked back at Nine Chou, and put her hands on the ground to stand up.
Maybe because her skirt was pressed down, Shui Miaomiao stood up and knelt back down, placing one hand on Jian Chu's belly.
"Well!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Jiuchengqiu couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to help Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao looked at Jian Chu who was shrinking into a shrimp on the ground, and could only bend down and apologize, "I, I, I will call a doctor to take a look at you."
"No need." Jian Chu covered his stomach, huddled up, and forced out a few words through his teeth, "I'll just take it easy for a while."
"Then, that's it."
Shui Miaomiao took Jiucheng Qiu and ran away quickly, as if she was afraid of being cheated by Jian Chu.
"Tsk." Taste of Food Sanren shook his head and let go of Lang Linjie. It was obvious that the title of this scene was, Falling Flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless.
"Your knife." Before Lang Linyi stood firm and rushed over, Changcian Sanren put away his eyes to watch the show, raised his hand and handed out the knife, and said seriously: "Your wound needs to be re-bandaged, I will go and give it to you Call the doctor."
"Uh, thank you."
Lang Linyi took the knife and put it back on her waist. She was stunned for two or three seconds, something wasn't right.
"Stop! I'm going to chop you up!" Lang Linyi, who had recovered her thoughts, looked at the back of Changmei Sanren and yelled, and then Changmei Sanren walked away in the air.
"Really." Shui Miaomiao looked at Lang Linyi's figure as she left yelling, "Such a noise will affect Xuan'er's rest."
"You were one of them just now."
"I still like you who didn't talk much before." Shui Miaomiao let go of Jiucheng Qiu's hand, "I'll ask the doctor later if Xuan'er can move so that she can leave here as soon as possible."
Shui Miaomiao's timing was just right. As soon as she sat on the edge of the bed, she met Sun Xuan'er's opened eyes.
A little strange.
I saw Sun Xuan'er's lips twitching and she suddenly screamed, "Ahhhh! Who are you! Who am I! Where is this! Who are you all!"
"Go away, go away!" Sun Xuan'er struggled to sit up, pulled the pillow behind her, and attacked Shui Miaomiao.
This incident caused Shui Miaomiao to stay in place and bear Sun Xuan'er's attack.
Jiuzhong Qiuqing frowned, took a step forward, and grabbed Sun Xuan'er's wrist.
"Let me go!" Sun Xuan'er screamed hysterically, biting Jiucheng Qiu's wrist.
Jiuchengqiu did not move or groan in pain. He looked at Sun Xuan'er silently without saying a word.
It wasn't until the taste of rust flooded into her mouth that Sun Xuan'er let go of her mouth and raised her head to look at Jiuzhongqiu.
There was a feeling of a thousand-year glance. Even though the man in front of her was glaring at her, Sun Xuan'er felt an inexplicable sense of security.
But the sense of security did not last long. Jiuchengqiu looked away and looked at Shui Miaomiao, "Hey, you're stupid, you won't even hide when someone hits you!"
"I" Shui Miaomiao came to her senses and stretched out her trembling hand to Sun Xuan'er.
Losing the look in her eyes that showed the ninth level of revenge, Sun Xuan'er's heart was filled with an unspeakable sense of loss, as if something had been taken away by someone else.
