Saying, 'I forget my mother when I have a wife', Mrs. Liu waved her hand and asked the maid to bring the medicine over: "Serve your husband to drink the medicine."
She held her handkerchief and looked at Xihe calmly.
If this girl dared to do something to her son... a dark light flashed on her heroic face.
Xihe didn't pay attention. She brought the dark and pungent Chinese medicine to Liu Yu's lips and waited for him to drink it.
He is now a mortal, unable to withstand the elixirs of the immortal world, and can only slowly rely on traditional Chinese medicine to nourish himself.
After swallowing a bowl of bitter medicine, Liu Yu frowned immediately.
Xihe quickly asked the maid to pour a cup of tea for him to rinse his mouth.
"It's not bitter, it's not bitter..." Liu Yu's pale face turned red immediately, and he waved his hands, fearing that Xihe would think he was useless and couldn't bear to drink even a little bitter.
Xihe raised his eyebrows and let him go.
After drinking the medicine, several maids came forward to help Liu Yu dress, but Xihe flatly refused.
She doesn't like her being looked at by others.
The red bed curtain fell, and the sound of getting dressed could be heard from inside. Occasionally, Liu Yu whispered a refusal, but was ruthlessly suppressed.
Mrs. Liu stood in the yard with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, this woman, this woman! !
Simply shameless! !
Mrs. Liu fell backwards in anger, unable to stand any longer, and left the courtyard in a hurry and angrily.
"Yungui..."
Inside the tent, Liu Yu was holding on to his underwear tightly, unwilling to let Xihe do anything. He looked like a cooked prawn, smoking with shame: "I, I will do it myself."
Sweat broke out on his forehead due to nervousness, as if he had encountered a gangster.
"Puch."
The vigilant look on her face made Xihe laugh, and she handed over her pants: "Okay, come on."
He even turned around consciously.
Liu Yu was immediately overjoyed. He took the clothes and hurriedly put them on, while nervously paying attention to Xihe's movements.
"Are you okay?" Xihe asked calmly, holding his hands.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Liu Yu's voice was tense.
There was a rustling voice behind him. After a while, just when Xihe was thinking about whether to help, Liu Yu gasped and said slowly: "Okay, okay."
Xihe turned around and saw a man dressed in red, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He was extremely handsome.
After looking up and down, Xihe nodded and praised: "It looks good."
Liu Yu's face suddenly turned red.
No one has ever praised him so openly.
Xihe smiled and moved him to the wheelchair, turned around, put on red clothes, sat in front of the dressing mirror, and ordered the maid to tie her hair.
Today is the second day of marriage, and my daughter-in-law wants to serve tea to her parents-in-law.
Although the world of cultivating immortals is not as complicated as the mortal world, there are still simple rules. Three thousand black hair is pulled into a high bun, golden hairpins are inserted, and there is a little vermilion between the eyebrows.
Xihe took a look in the mirror and secretly sighed that the original owner had a demonic appearance. He stood up and walked towards Liu Yu.
The woman has a slender body and graceful appearance. She moves lightly with lotus steps, filled with thousands of emotions in her life, but her face is so beautiful and cold that it confuses all living beings.
She has transformed from a peerless enchantress into an unattainable goddess.
It makes people unable to afford the slightest bit of covetousness.
"Let's go." Xihe smiled slightly, filling the room with brilliance.
Liu Yu was dumbfounded for a moment.
Seeing him staring at her like a goose, Xihe was so happy that he couldn't help but put his face closer: "Does it look good?"
"Okay, it looks good." After Liu Yu finished speaking, his face instantly turned red.
When did he, he, become so wild?
