Ming Lanruo felt that Cang Qiao's voice was almost close to her ears and crawling into the depths of her body. She was so excited that she trembled all over!
Cang Qiao pressed his knees between her legs to immobilize her, preventing her from struggling, and swept everything on the table to the ground.
He held her face gently with his hands and kissed her fragile throat from the side: "Believe me, it won't be long. I won't take this medicine again. Before that, help me..."
When it comes to matters related to her, he doesn't want to take risks, and he can't take risks!
Ming Lanruo tried to grab his hand with her backhand, and said dullly: "No... no! You can't take that pill anymore!!"
His Soul Leaving Syndrome was just suppressed. She didn't want him to get it again. The disease itself would affect a person's judgment of things!
Cang Qiao nibbled on her small, white shoulders, pressed tightly against Ming Lanruo's back, and put his hand into her clothes: "Doctor Ming, I believe in you, and you must believe in me too."
Ming Lanruo closed her eyes patiently, bit her lip and snorted: "Are you worthy of...trust?"
Her voice was broken, her eyelashes were wet, moist and charming, but still a little fragile and stubborn.
Making people want to see her cry, Cang Qiao chuckled gently: "Why don't you believe it? You are my doctor and my medicine, so you can cure me."
As he said that, he pushed her skirt up casually, suddenly hooked her slender waist and pressed it deeply, whispering in her ear: "For example, now... my stomach is much better."
"You...are just..." Ming Lanruo tightened her slender fingers on his slender arm and groaned.
Liar! Big liar!
The sky darkened at some point, and in a blink of an eye, it turned dark blue outside the window.
Ming Lanruo's long hair was scattered on her snow-white shoulders. She was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers. She was huddled on the table beside the alchemy furnace, with only a thin silk blanket covering her body.
"Doctor Ming, what's going on?" Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly and walked in carrying a food box.
He was neatly dressed, the pleats of his Feiyu suit were not messed up, and the gold-painted official hat on his head was neat and straight.
Ming Lanruo's voice was a bit cold, and her snow-white cheeks were still red: "Is this the reason why you coaxed me to go to Dongchang?!"
"Eat something first, don't be hungry." Cang Qiaofeng narrowed her eyes and placed the dishes next to Ming Lanruo, looking around at him.
However, Ming Lanruo was attracted by the four or five exquisite dishes - Sixi meatballs, emerald squab, stuffed fresh fish, lotus root and jade bone soup, as well as a green vegetable and an exquisite snack.
It smells fragrant and is all her favorite dishes.
He will always remember what she likes.
Ming Lanruo was silent for a moment. She was caught and tortured by him all afternoon, and she couldn't run away. She was really hungry.
Seeing her somewhat relaxed expression, Cang Qiao helped her up with a smile on her face.
But when Ming Lanruo stood up wrapped in the thin silk blanket and supported her body, she froze.
She found that her half-naked appearance on the table really looked like a dish, or a main course.
Ming Lanruo squinted her eyes and suddenly understood what he meant when he said he had a bad stomach. He was really treating her like a dish.
"There is no way. In the entire alchemy room, this table with all kinds of medicinal materials is the most spacious and longest, so I'll make do with it." Cang Qiao sat down in front of her and said lightly and innocently.
Ming Lanruo had a cold face and closed her eyes: "Give me my clothes!"
Cang Qiao looked at her cold face, raised his hand and picked her up from the table, put her on his knees, and put a piece of fresh fish stuffing to her lips: "Eat something first, my clothes are torn.
Let people prepare new ones to come.”
Ming Lanruo was indeed hungry, so she leaned into his arms, took a bite of the piece of fresh fish stuffing, and ate it slowly without saying anything.
