Nan Qing was almost scared out of his mind by him. Why did this man always appear behind others without anyone noticing?
Xie Lingmu walked over slowly: "Didn't you say you should go back to the house and change clothes?"
One sentence is full of questioning and oppression.
Nan Qing pretended not to understand, and hid the menstrual belt behind her back: "I will go back to the house and change clothes."
"Um."
Xie Lingmu nodded coldly.
When Nan Qing returned to the house and was about to close the door, Xie Lingmu stretched out his hand to hold the door.
His white hands were on the door, and Nan Qing couldn't close it no matter how hard he tried.
OK, no problem.
Nan Qing went in, followed by Xie Lingmu and he closed the door at the same time.
The wooden door closed silently. Nan Qing glanced out of the corner of his eyes, then quickly picked up his clothes and went to change behind the screen.
Xie Lingmu didn't barge in. He sat on a chair with his legs crossed and one hand on the table to support his forehead.
Nan Qing changed his clothes and came out: "Sir, it's already late at night, why don't you take a rest?"
"Drive me away?"
"I don't dare, this slave. It's just that it's late at night. It's not good for your health if you don't rest."
Calling myself a slave again...
"come over."
Nan Qing hesitated for a moment, but then went over obediently.
Xie Lingmu raised his hand and pinched her cheeks with his fingers: "You look so beautiful when you smile, why do you smile so fake in front of me?"
"Master, don't be angry, every smile I make in front of you is genuine!" she said anxiously.
"Really? Then why does it look awkward and ugly?"
I'm sick, I'm seriously sick.
"Then what kind of smile does the young master want to see? As long as the young master is happy, I can make my face freeze with laughter."
"Just now you smiled at Mu Yun, now you smile at me." Xie Lingmu released the hand holding her face.
Nan Qing didn't even need to recall how she laughed just now. She grinned with genuine joy and a hint of naughty smile.
Xie Lengmu stared into her eyes: "It doesn't look good."
Nan Qing tried his best to smile.
"It doesn't look good."
"..."
"Stop smiling at others from now on, it's an eyesore."
"……oh."
At this time, the door was lightly knocked, and it seemed that Chen An had returned with medicine.
Xie Lingmu raised his chin: "Go and open the door."
Nan Qing opened the door and saw Chen An holding a bowl of medicine, which was still steaming.
"Thanks."
Chen An handed the medicine to Nan Qing and left quickly.
Xie Lingmu had no intention of leaving at all, so Nan Qing could only drink the steaming bowl of medicine in front of him.
Traditional Chinese medicine is very bitter, but Nan Qing felt it was okay after taking the first sip. However, she had to pretend to be afraid of bitterness and make an expression of pain while drinking. It was enough for this character point.
Her little face was wrinkled together, and her nose was obviously closed.
Xie Lingmu suddenly felt happy again, and he said quietly: "You have to drink this medicine for half a month, a full bowl every day."
Nan Qing cooperated with him. She deliberately stuck out her tongue and threw the smelly medicine bowl on the table. Her face was very ugly and she looked like she was not well.
Xie Lingmu stood up: "Remember to get up early tomorrow. Menstruation is not a reason to be lazy."
"oh."
After the person left, Nanqing was resurrected with full blood!
Do you think this kind of medicine can make her suffer?
He is happy when she is in pain when taking medicine? Abnormal!
Nan Qing was very tired, so he quickly changed his clothes, cleaned himself up, and went to bed.
But it felt like she hadn't slept for long when it was dawn and Nan Qing was lying on the bed in pain. It was really painful now.