107, this man really can't act like a spoiled child
"It's okay." Ming Wuyou smiled and put the food and medicine back on the table, "Eat quickly."
Murong Yu actually had no appetite.
He doesn't like the feeling of floating on the water, nor does he like the feeling of riding in a boat.
But looking at Ming Wuyou's smiling face, my heart softened, and I nodded and picked up the chopsticks.
Ming Wuyou gave him some food and he ate it.
Ming Wuyou served him soup again, and he drank it quietly.
Seeing him like this, Ming Wuyou's heart suddenly became as gentle as water. He felt like he was a big one now, but he was more obedient and obedient than Yuan Hao's little one, which was really heartbreaking.
She couldn't help but reach out her hand, wanting to rub Yuan Hao's head as well.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand halfway, his wrist was caught by Murong Yu.
"What's wrong?" He looked at her leisurely, "Is there something in my hair?"
"..."
Ming Wuyou came to his senses in a second, "Your hairpin is crooked!"
Then, under Murong Yu's confused gaze, she used her other free hand to help him hold the hairpin, but she couldn't help but feel itchy and couldn't touch his head, so she stroked his face.
Murong Yu was slightly stunned.
Ming Wuyou retracted his wrist without changing his expression, then put the medicine bowl in front of him, "Drink."
"..." Murong Yu nodded silently and drank the bowl of bitter medicine in one gulp without even frowning.
Ming Wuyou cupped his chin and looked at his handsome face, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.
He's not feeling well now because of the cold, so he can't say he's not feeling well?
If the medicine tastes so bad, why don't you say it's bitter and give her a chance to show off?
Doesn’t this man know how to act coquettishly, coax others, or speak sweet words?
How could Murong Yu guess that she was thinking about this?
Just seeing Ming Wuyou staring at him without blinking, and the fact that she was caressing his face just now... Murong Yu lowered his eyes slightly and pulled her into his arms.
Maybe, she wanted to hug him and get close to him.
It just so happened that he wanted to do it too.
Ming Wuyou was slightly stunned, "Your Highness?"
"Yes." Murong Yu raised her chin with his hand and kissed her gently.
Intimate contact is something that is very addictive. Murong Yu fell in love with this feeling of mutual affection after the last active hug.
Ming Wuyou was even more stunned, but his body obviously accepted his approach faster than his consciousness.
Before closing his eyes, Ming Wuyou wondered if he was a little scared, so he hugged himself and used this intimacy to dispel the fear?
In his previous life, he had sadly said that all his fears disappeared when she came close to him, so his love for her became heavy and heavy, and he couldn't stop.
They both have their own thoughts.
But this kiss was fitting.
After a moment, Ming Wuyou pushed him gently, "Your Highness..."
The remaining medicine in his mouth combined with Murong Yu's somewhat heavy pressure made Ming Wuyou's lips numb slightly.
Ming Wuyou said: "That medicine is really bitter."
"Is it painful?" Murong Yu frowned, looking a little confused.
"Isn't that bitter?"
Murong Yu thought for a moment and then ordered: "Leng Xiao, bring me candy."
After a while, Leng Xiao brought in a wooden square box, put it down without hesitation, and quickly retreated.
Ming Wuyou, who was still placed on his lap by Murong Yu, buried his face in his neck, feeling a little embarrassed.
She had just thought about it, but Murong Yu wouldn't let go.
Murong Yu took the candy from the box and stuffed it into Ming Wuyou's mouth: "It won't be bitter this way."
Ming Wuyou rolled the candy on the tip of his tongue and looked at Murong Yu secretly. He really didn't know about bitterness. He had drank more bitter medicine, so the bitterness of today's medicine was within the acceptable range?
She suddenly felt sorry for him, so she twisted a candy and stuffed it into his mouth.
Murong Yu was stunned for a moment.
Ming Wuyou covered his mouth with his hand, "Eat."
Murong Yu remained silent for a while and nodded.
Stuttering, stuttering.
Ming Wuyou heard the sound of him chewing candy.
Then--
He swallowed the candy.
Ming Wuyou looked at him silently, "Have you always eaten candies like this before?"
"Never eat it." Murong Yu told the truth, and then said with a somewhat complicated expression: "You don't like this?"
That expression was actually a bit cute, and it was full of contradiction on his handsome face.
As if her preferences are the most important.
Ming Wuyou's heart suddenly seemed to melt away. She held his face and said, "No... Your Highness, you are still sick. I'm not worried. Can I stay with you tonight?"
She thought that she couldn't wait for this man to pester her and say coquettish words to coax her.
He probably won't.
Little did she know that there were some things that Murong Yu had thought about a thousand times but didn't dare to say.
I'm afraid that if I pester her too much, I'll make her resentful over time.
"Can't you?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Ming Wuyou grabbed his hand and said, "Just stay with me for one night."
"good."
Murong Yu responded quickly.
Ming Wuyou urged him to go to bed.
She knew that Murong Yu had nightmares about water, and had seen with her own eyes the panic and helplessness he felt after falling into a nightmare. She was a little afraid that he would not sleep well tonight, so she insisted on staying.
Ming Wuyou sat by the bed and said, "I'll sit with you, and I'll go back when you fall asleep."
Murong Yu frowned.
How can I let her sit while I fall asleep?
But Ming Wuyou insisted and pressed his shoulders to make him lie down.
Murong Yu couldn't resist and had to lie down.
But how can he sleep like this?
He pretended to close his eyes, but was actually paying attention to Ming Wuyou's breathing. When he noticed that her breathing was getting longer and longer, as if she had fallen asleep, Murong Yu turned over and got up.
Ming Wuyou, who was sitting by the bed, was indeed swaying sleepily from side to side.
The moment she fell to the bedpost, Murong Yu held her head.
He took her with him very gently and put her back on the bed. He couldn't help but smile, and whispered: "In the end, I have to sleep on the bed."
Ming Wuyou's face was pressed against the soft pillow, and his lips were slightly pouted, like delicious food, tempting him to come closer.
Murong Yu couldn't help but felt itchy and unbearable, so he gave her a little peck. Sensing that Ming Wuyou was about to wake up, he gently stepped away, caressed her face, and pushed her long hair to one side.
After watching her for a while, Murong Yu covered her with a quilt, sat on the chair beside the bed, crossed her legs and fell into meditation, resting.
When Ming Wuyou woke up, he heard the river water outside lapping at the boat. The water and sky outside were the same color, and there was no trace of Murong Yu in the house.
Ming Wuyou opened his mouth in surprise: "Why did you fall asleep on the bed..."
She, who was always there to accompany others, actually took away all the others and didn’t she know it?
Ming Wuyou was a little annoyed.
So much so that when she saw Murong Yu in the afternoon, her expression was a bit hard to describe.
Murong Yu's sharp and stern face showed a little tenderness when he saw Ming Wuyou, and his tense back relaxed a little, "What's wrong?"
Ming Wuyou pursed his lips, pinched his wrist with his backhand, and said seriously: "The wind and cold are not gone yet, don't let the wind blow on the deck, go back."
That firm, even somewhat bossy voice attracted the attention of Leng Xiao and others.
Then, they were not surprised to see Murong Yu nod and let Ming Wuyou pull him back to the cabin. This chapter has been completed!