She was like a petite little doll, held under Shen Zhuyin's tall body, and then placed on a chair, and he picked up her arm and checked her pulse carefully.
Feng Yanchu was in a fog the whole time.
To be honest, Shen Zhuyin's hands are very beautiful.
His long and wide hands gently rested on her slender wrist, almost occupying her entire wrist.
It gives people an indescribable sense of peace of mind.
Feng Yanchu didn't dare to move, he could only let him feel his pulse.
After a while, Shen Zhuyin retracted his hand, pulled his subwoofer and said: "I heard from brother that you drank a whole pot of poisonous wine yesterday. I was worried about your health, so I came here to give you a look, but I You seem to be very healthy and lively, with no special symptoms."
She explained awkwardly: "After all, we are the living dead now. In addition to feeling pain, hunger and pain, knife wounds, sword wounds and poison cannot kill me. If I drink it, it will only be digested in my stomach." Digestion is gone.”
She didn't even feel stomach pain.
It doesn't even matter.
However, Shen Zhuyin glanced at her coldly.
Feng Yanchu's face changed slightly because of his ice-covered face, and he quickly shut up.
Strangely, when this guy was resurrected yesterday, she felt that this man was just a little irritable.
But today it seems like a different person, full of energy.
She believed that he was a victorious general.
But this guy is actually the nanny with the worst fighting ability among the seven brothers?
Oh no, daddy.
The contrast is too strong.
Shen Zhuyin lowered his eyes and stared at her.
His mother is from the Western Regions, so he is very tall and the tallest among his brothers.
From his perspective, Feng Yanchu was sitting in a small ball on a chair, his eyelashes blinking anxiously, his mouth seemed to be bulging, and he looked like a cute little white cat.
There was a soft light in his eyes, but his words were still cold: "Are you afraid of me?"
Feng Yanchu's heart skipped a beat and he looked at him in surprise: "No, why did you say that?"
Shen Zhuyin seemed to be able to see through her thoughts, and said gloomily: "I don't think you are very relaxed in front of me."
He didn't look so relaxed in front of Shen Sixian.
Feng Yanchu scratched his head uncomfortably: "Your temper is indeed different from that of the eldest brother and the third brother, but I believe that doctors are kind-hearted. Since you are the only one here who knows how to heal, you must have a good temper. "
System: [How embarrassing! Your compliment is really embarrassing. My toes are digging out a Tomson first-grade product because of you.]
Shen Zhuyin said nothing.
The atmosphere was dead silent.
After a long time, he said lightly: "I'm not as grumpy as I appear on the surface."
...Are you explaining this to her?
At this moment, there seemed to be some fragrance coming from outside.
She closed her eyes and sniffed: "Have the third brother prepared the food? I can already smell the aroma of firewood."
Shen Zhuyin frowned and strode out of the door, but the moment he opened the door, there was a sudden explosion in the kitchen!
“BOOM!!!!”
Shen Zhuyin quickly turned around and held her in his arms!
Just for a moment.
Feng Yanchu was like a little chicken huddled on his chest.
After the roar, Shen Zhuyin reacted quickly, let go of her to make sure she was not injured, and rushed outside aggressively.
Feng Yanchu also quickly picked up his skirt to follow.
Not far away, in the kitchen, stood a downcast Shen Changying and Shen Sixian with an afro.
Shen Changying's hair was disheveled and he looked at Shen Sixian speechlessly.
Before Shen Sixian could react, and his ears seemed to be failing, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "I blew up the kitchen!!"
Feng Yanchu: "..."
Good guys, they are not here to repay a favor, but to take revenge, right?
Shen Zhuyin was silent, and suddenly he picked up the spatula and hit Shen Sixian fiercely: "You don't know how to cook, do you? The kitchen can make you dry and explode!!! What else can you do!"
Shen Sixian decisively ran up the tree trunk on tiptoe: "Second brother is angry again!! Help!!"
Feng Yanchu: "..."
You said you have a good temper!?
Shen Changying stopped the angry Shen Zhuyin and calmly said with a black face: "It's too late to make breakfast. You quickly take Chuchu to the street to have breakfast. I will handle this matter."
Shen Zhuyin didn't listen. He took two steps forward and pointed at the cat-like Shen Sixian on the tree: "Get down here!"
Shen Sixian sat on the tree trunk with a tense look on his face: "I don't! You are definitely going to hit me again! I told you I wouldn't do it. If you had known, would you have let me take Chuchu out for breakfast? It's yours anyway. pot!"
Shen Zhuyin: "?You still dare to talk about me?!"
Shen Changying hugged Shen Zhuyin tightly and advised: "Okay, second brother! Take Chuchu to have breakfast quickly, otherwise she will be hungry!"
Shen Zhuyin calmed down a little, handed the spatula to Shen Changying's hand, and pointed at Shen Sixian: "Wait until I come back to take care of you."
Shen Sixian looked like he was thick-skinned and not afraid of being beaten, and waved to Feng Yanchu triumphantly, "Don't worry about Third Brother, Third Brother will be fine!!"
Feng Yanchu: "..."
she wasn't worried
She just worries about her kitchen.
Is it really okay to give them a house to live in?
However, she had been alone for more than 10 years and had long forgotten what it was like to live with her family.
But now, she suddenly feels that what she has to face is not a well-off life full of happiness, but a messy life full of chaos but accompanied by brothers?
Shen Zhuyin brushed past her and held her in his armpit naturally, as easily as if he was holding a briefcase, and took her away: "Eat."
Feng Yan was trapped underneath him helplessly, his hands waving in front of him: "Second brother, is there a possibility that I can leave on my own? You don't have to keep holding me in your arms."
Shen Zhuyin: "It's impossible. Your legs are too short. I'm afraid you'll be too slow to walk and can't keep up with me. Aren't you a good eater? Let's eat 20 steamed buns first, the meat ones, okay?"
Her eyes instantly lit up and she nodded like a pug: "Okay!"
Shen Zhuyin raised his lips and put her on a horse.
She was confused: "Where did this horse come from? I can just ride the little white dragon."
Shen Zhuyin thought of her lazy donkey and frowned: "Did we tell my father about the forces in the imperial city? Those forces who contacted us overnight last night quickly moved some of our things over to avoid If there is any problem, this horse is my beloved horse."
After saying that, he put on his bamboo hat valiantly, covered his face, and led her forward as fast as he could: "Drive!"
Feng Yanchu grabbed the saddle and experienced the speeding feeling for the first time: "It's different when you can ride a horse now, it's too fast!"