Although Qi Miao is cold and handsome, she is a man and her lustful nature cannot be hidden. He first saw Youmeng willing to sacrifice for him, but now he sees her girl with shame and timidity. However, he doesn't know that Youmeng mistakenly regards him as another person, and thinks that all her teasing attitudes are sincere to him, which makes his arrogant man sway and his vanity greatly satisfy. Finally, he misunderstood that Youmeng has feelings for him, and he can't help but have a good impression of her, so he is very happy to cooperate with her and continue to be ambiguous.

Maybe there is nothing that the man doesn't like flirting. He secretly put his hand down and then kneaded Youmeng's back. In order to add interest, he deliberately pinched it heavily this time. Youmeng hummed and wanted to push him away: "Oh, just start with a gentle move..."

"Don't move around, it's not easy to remove blood stasis if it's light." His tone was like coaxing, more like a command.

"But you're too ruthless, I'm in pain..." Youmeng frowned and blamed him, "Don't you know how to cherish the fragrance?"

Qi Miao kept stopping and snorted coldly: "It's better to know that it hurts. I'll give you a memory. Do you still dare to act like a hero in the future?"

"Where am I showing off a hero?" Youmeng was shaken by him, and felt aggrieved in her heart, "I saw that the man wanted to attack you, and he was about to hurt you. I don't know martial arts and can't save you. My mind was blank and I went up..."

Before Qi Miao could finish her words, she hugged her and put her down in her arms, forcing her to look at her. With an indescribable urgency in his eyes, he pinched her chin: "I'll ask you something, you must answer me truthfully."

Youmeng looked at him with a little panic in his eyes: "Just ask, why are you suddenly so serious? It's so scary..."

"Tell me, that night you ran out to protect me, and even sacrificed your life. Is it really voluntary?"

Youmeng was shocked. Who isn't Yuan? She said timidly: "I saw you passing by, and I was very confused and my steps were not obedient. I just wanted to go find you quickly, but I didn't expect you to fight with them?"

Qi Miao calmed down and said, "What are you asking me for?"

"I want to see you, I have a lot to say to you, but I'm afraid you will be distracted, so I can only stand stupidly on the side..." Youmeng's heart beat faster, and she couldn't help but pour out her words in her heart, "But suddenly I saw that you are in danger, I..."

As she was talking, Qi Miao no longer had the patience to listen again, lowered her head without warning, and instantly kissed her lips.

Youmeng's eyes widened and his breathing seemed to be solidified. He seemed to be trying to attract her to come in. His arms gradually gathered. When he was familiar with him, he wanted to pass the tip of his tongue into her mouth. Youmeng pressed his hand against his chest and pushed him away with a rush.

She was so panicked that she didn't understand what was wrong. Yuan and she were always wearing masks intimately, but this time she saw the true face, she seemed to have become a stranger, which made her inexplicably repelled. She thought she really needed some time to adapt to his face.

Qi Miao was puzzled by her reaction, and she just flirted with him and made a fuss. Why was she unhappy now? She thought she was pretending to be noble, so she smiled playfully, "Why? Don't like it?"

Youmeng tried to calm down and deliberately avoided his gaze: "Just say it well, what are you doing..."

She didn't look at him, so he pinched her chin and forced her to turn back: "I thought you were useless, like a vase. Apart from your pretty face, you can't tell where you are."

His vicious tongue came up again, and Youmeng was speechless.

He suddenly bent his lips in a fascination: "I never thought that your ability to steal people's hearts is so powerful."

Youmeng was confused. Just as he was about to ask him what he meant, his lips hit him again. Youmeng didn't have time to hide, but when he almost met, a maid's request came from outside: "Master Qi, the princess's medicine has been boiled. Should I serve the medicine now or?"

They didn't expect that the maid would come so promptly, and just looked at each other with mouth-to-mouth.

Qi Miao was interrupted at the critical moment and was a little disappointed, but she still took her back and made a solemn and majestic attitude: "You have to drink the medicine while it's hot, come in."

Seeing the maids coming in with medicine cups, Youmeng looked bitter and complained: "Ah... I want to drink medicine again..."

"You have suffered internal injuries. It takes a lot of time to treat yourself patiently to replenish your vitality. You don't want to fall into the root of the disease, right?" Qi Miao looked at her faintly, perhaps to cover up her discomfort and concealed loss just now, so she deliberately became indifferent to her.

The maid brought the medicine out, and he stood up and took the medicine bowl, stirred it slowly with a spoon, and lowered his head to cool her down.

"Ko Qiwu just fed me once before leaving." Youmeng protested dissatisfiedly at his back, and regretted it as he realized that he shouldn't have said something, "Uh..."

If you can't ask other men in front of him, how could she forget this taboo!

Qi Miao's movement suddenly stopped, and he turned around quietly after blowing half of the medicine, and he cast his sight, and a chill spread.

"He feeds you, but what I feeds you is not the same medicine." He darkened his face and approached the bed with the medicine. "Why, are you willing to drink his medicine, and are not willing to drink mine?"

When he is unhappy, he will shy his face, it is indeed his style.

"Isn't it just a bowl of medicine that can make you so jealous..." Youmeng murmured in dissatisfaction, "I'll just drink it."

Qi Miao heard it but pretended not to hear it. She sat next to her coldly, "You don't feel comfortable if you sit for a long time." As he said that, he opened his arms and said, "Come on."

Youmeng understood what he meant and knew that he had a bad temper. Then she followed him. She leaned gently in his arms, wrapped his arms around her waist and stretched them in front, tilted his head and held the bowl and spoon, hugged her and fed the medicine bite by bit.

The maids could not help but look at each other with blushing and smirking when they saw their intimate posture.

When Youmeng saw them smiling, her cheeks became even hotter, and she pushed Qi Miao's wrist with her hands: "You are more reserved, the girls are watching."

"Just look." He disagreed, "You don't have to be polite to me in the future. You can send the servants in this garden at will."

Youmeng wondered: "I haven't kept you here from now on. When I recover from my injury, I will be back in two days."

"Are you a doctor?"

Youmeng was stunned by the question.

"When will your body be cured? Naturally, my miracle doctor will diagnose you. They said you will be fine, and you will be fine." He said calmly and handed the empty bowl to the maid.

Youmeng heard what he meant, would she want her to live here for a while? She thought to herself: "But I..."

"You all listen." Qi Miao and Leng Ao were sitting, blocking her words directly, "In the future, be sure to serve the little princess with all her heart and strength, and treat her like a mistress of the house."

The maids stared at each other with big eyes and bowed their heads to agree: "Yes."

Qi Miao said "yes" and asked them to retreat.

As soon as the door was closed, Youmeng couldn't help protesting: "What are you saying? Do you really treat me as the wife of the village?"
Chapter completed!