If Yue Yanye had not saved herself, Fatty would not have stayed by his side to take care of him. And if Bei Jier and her Fatty were shot at the same time, then who would Yue Yanye save?

Wait, who was teasing me just now? He looked at Yue Yanye with his plump eyes, and found that he had his eyes closed tightly, with a weak and sick look like "I am a beautiful young man sleeping."

But just now, was the pulling her an illusion? If it wasn't an illusion, who was holding her? Yue Yan Ye was sleeping, who could it be? Could it be...he was pretending to sleep?!

However, Yue Yanye's expression was very dull, without any expression, as if she was asleep.

"Miss, I brought the medicine." Xiaolan came in and saw Fatty and Wang Ye lying on the same bed with a clear smile on her face. She handed the porcelain bowl containing the medicine to Fatty.

Du, Xiaolan retreated as fast as a blink of an eye and closed the door gently.

"..." Fatty looked speechlessly at the bitter medicine in her hand. She filled a little concoction with a spoon, held Yue Yanye up and leaned against the back of the bed, and then slowly poured out the concoction.

Moved to Yue Yanye’s mouth, but what next? What should I do?

When watching TV dramas, I saw that ancient people used the side of a spoon to let the juice flow in when giving medicine.

Fatty picked up the spoon in his hand and did the same, but most of the medicine flowed out of his mouth. Yue Yanye only drank a little bit.

...When the concoction slowly flowed to his chin, Fatty actually felt that he was bewitched. He slowly leaned his head over and licked away the wasted concoction. Yue Yanye's skin was very elastic, and it felt like licking it.

It’s like jelly, wait! Where did you think you were?! Why did you lean over to lick off such a bitter medicine?!

Damn! What are you doing? Fatty Dudu hammered his head in annoyance, his gaze fixed on Yue Yanye’s enchanting collarbone. After he realized what he was doing, Fatty Dudu hammered his head hard again.

Brain, what's going on!

"Hey, Yue Yanye, do you want to drink it or not? If you don't drink it, don't waste it. It would be a pity to waste it."

If Fatty looked carefully, he could see a shallow and imperceptible smile on Yue Yanye's lips.

"But what should we do now?" It turns out that the feeding methods in the TV series are all lies! How to make Yue Yanye drink it? Suddenly, Fatty Dudu had an idea, so she called Xiaolan and asked: "Is there anything in the Yuewang Mansion?"

No bamboo?”

"Yes." Xiaolan thought for a while and remembered that there was a bamboo forest next to Lanyue Pavilion. It was very lush and so lush that it looked a bit eerie.

"Then can you help me cut a few of them?" Fatty said beggingly. If that doesn't work, just keep stalking! Xiaolan will eventually surrender!

"But..." Xiaolan hesitated. Lan Yue Pavilion is not a place for the timid, but she is timid by nature. How could she risk going to the bamboo forest next to Lan Yue Pavilion? Even if she gets close, she will be scared to death. "

What do you do for me, miss?"

"..." How should I say this? An unnatural color appeared on his chubby face, "It's useful anyway. If you can't go to the bamboo forest, is there anything like a straw?"

"Straw..." Xiaolan was confused for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Yes! I will get it for you right now!" After that, she rushed out without looking back.

Thirty seconds later, Xiaolan came back with a long object, which had both ends open and was thin and long.

That’s right! This is it! Fatty picked up what Xiaolan handed over and suddenly felt: Ancient times turned out to be so advanced! So advanced! Omg! Even something like a straw was invented!

After sending Xiaolan away, Fatty stared at Yue Yanye silently for three seconds, then mustered up the courage to say: "You can't blame me, I'm doing it ."
Chapter completed!