Ming Lanruo paused with his clothed hands and said nothing, "Go get some of the medicinal snacks I made."
After a while, she finished cleaning up, opened the curtain and came out.
Cang Qiao was sitting drinking tea. When he saw her coming, he raised his eyes and looked at her quietly.
Ming Lanruo lowered her eyes and did not look at him.
She walked over and handed the wrapped snacks to Cang Qiao, and said softly: "The medicine I prescribe for you must be taken regularly. These medicinal snacks use rose sugar. If you feel it is bitter, just take one pill."
The nine-thousand-year-old Cang Qiao has a fondness for sweets, especially the sweet smell of roses, which is extremely inconsistent with his murderous and vicious temperament.
"Sit down." He tapped his slender thighs wearing soap boots with his fingers.
Ming Lanruo was silent for a moment and then sat on his lap.
She knew that this man could not tolerate rejection from others.
Cang Qiao was satisfied with her docility, then he put his arms around her slender waist and began to look at her slender ankles.
Ming Lanruo is considered to be slender and tall among girls. She has suffered some hardships over the years and has not recovered yet, and her ankles are also thin and weak.
In Cang Qiao's palm, the snow-white ankle was slightly red and swollen, but it looked exquisite and delicate.
He looked at the ankle in his palm, his eyes a little strange and distant.
Ming Lanruo frowned and wanted to retract her feet uneasily.
But when he suddenly grabbed his hold, she whispered and winced: "You..."
"What are you afraid of?" He suddenly leaned forward and chuckled in her ear, then wrapped his fingers around her ankles, using his inner strength in his palms to follow her meridians.
Ming Lanruo only felt his slender fingers caressing the delicate skin on her ankles.
Her small ears also turned crimson.
After a while, she felt that her ankle was much more comfortable.
Seeing that she had taken the medicine and was fine, he suddenly put his hand around her waist and squinted his eyes lazily: "Feed me."
Jinghe looked at this scene, his eyes straightened.
The atmosphere between the eldest lady and Mr. Chitose doesn't look like relatives... Fortunately, Mr. Chitose is a eunuch, otherwise what would have happened.
Ming Lanruo pursed her lips and hesitated without making any move.
Suddenly, a sharp report from the eunuch accompanying him came from outside the door. "Superintendent, Chief Yun Ni said that she has something important to report."
"I know, let her wait!" Cang Qiao was interrupted and became a little impatient and angry.
However, Ming Lanruo's expression turned pale and she said with waning spirits: "It's time for you to go back. Thank you for everything today."
Cang Qiao narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at her: "Are you unhappy again? Are you driving us away?"
Ming Lanruo smiled lightly and said calmly: "You are joking, how can I be unhappy? You can come over at any time if you want."
There was even a hint of weariness hidden in her bright and cold brows, as if she was tired of accompanying him to test her feelings again and again.
The weariness and boredom were like a thin needle, pricking his heart so densely.
Cang Qiao clenched her hands behind her back and said coldly: "Don't cause trouble, I don't have to come and clean things up for you all the time."
After saying that, he turned around with a gloomy face and walked away angrily.
Watching him leave, Ming Lanruo smiled lightly, turned around and said indifferently: "Jinghe, take Xiao Xi'er back to the inner room. It's time for the child to sleep."
His cultivation level is different from ordinary people. Even when he is far away, he can still hear Minglan Ruo's words without any emotion.
Cang Qiao paused, her expression cold and lonely.
"Hey! Grandpa!" A childish voice suddenly sounded.
Cang Qiao looked at his legs coldly, and the little boy like a kitten slowly followed his example and walked over with his hands behind his back: "Who is your godfather? When did our family allow you to call you that?"
What the hell, he has a youngest, who is obviously only ten years older than that damn girl Ming Lanruo!
"You better not keep looking for your mother in the future. Your mother will be unhappy when she sees you." Xiao Xi'er stabbed Cang Qiao in the heart unceremoniously.
Cang Qiao was in an extremely bad mood. Looking at the little man, he raised his eyebrows and looked Xiao Xier up and down——
"Haha, your mother doesn't even dare to tell our family not to look for her. As for you little brat..."
Xiao Xier raised her belly and stared at him warily: "What do you want to do?" This chapter has been completed!
