"Uh~~" Zhiya frowned in embarrassment; her eyes looked at Zhitao again: "Zhitao..."
"Don't even think about it!" Before Zhiya could finish speaking, Zhitao refused directly.
"Aunt Zhiya! Help you with it!" Yiyi smiled and said.
Zhiya nodded and then reminded: "Be careful! Don't get hot!"
"I know!" Yiyi responded happily and walked to the table; carefully stretched out his hands and picked up the medicine bowl from the tray.
Zhitao was frightened when he watched from the side, afraid that Yiyi would accidentally burn him; he didn't care about getting angry, so he hurriedly reached out and held the Chinese medicine bowl with Yiyi: "Aunt Zhitao, come!"
Zhitao walked to the edge of the collapse and handed her Chinese medicine bowl. When he left, he did not forget to roll his eyes to Ni Boqi.
Ni Boqi touched her nose: 'Did I offend her?!'
Zhiya moved and was tightly held by Ni Boqi: "Let go of Zhiya!"
"No!" Ni Boqi pursed his lips a little childishly.
Zhiya laughed: "If you don't let go of Zhiya, how can Zhiya feed you medicine!"
When he heard that the person in front of him was going to feed himself medicine, Ni Boqi immediately smiled and let go of his big hand; then opened his mouth.
Zhiya lowered her eyes with a smile, scooped up a spoonful of brown medicine, put it on her lips and blew it gently a few times. After confirming that it was not hot, she put it into Ni Boqi's mouth.
Ni Boqi stared at the slightly shy pink cheeks and swallowed the medicine in his mouth without any warning. As soon as the medicine slipped to his throat, Ni Boqi's face changed color.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Ni Boqi's face that changed color in an instant, Zhiya asked anxiously.
"It's bitter~" Ni Boqi said, clamping his throat.
"Haha..." Yizi was not far away, covering his mouth and laughing.
‘The little master fixed on the medicine and added ‘material’!’ Ni Boqi’s eyes were shot at him.
He hurriedly put on his smile and pretended to be serious.
Zhiya reached out and patted Ni Boqi on the back and advised: "The medicine is bitter, just bear it for a while!"
"This medicine is not, it is, average, bitter!" Ni Boqi squeezed out word by word from his teeth.
Zhiya's eyelids drooped slightly, looking at the Chinese medicine bowl with a hesitant look on her face.
Seeing this, Yiyi hurriedly said, "Aunt Zhiya! The bitter medicine is good for the disease! This is specially prepared based on Xiao Qizi's current physical condition! If you don't drink it..." Yiyi's small eyebrows were knotted
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Zhiya understood Yiyi's meaning; under his pretty little face, he returned to his former indifference: "I took the medicine!"
Ni Boqi stared at Zhiya’s Chinese medicine bowl in embarrassment: “Can you not drink it?”
"No!" Zhiya replied with a tough attitude.
One by one, she reminded her kindly: "Xiao Qizi! You should drink it quickly! If the medicine is cold, it will be even more bitter!"
‘My little master! You are ruthless!’ Ni Boqi gritted his teeth; he reached out to grab Zhiya’s Chinese medicine bowl, raised his head and drank it.
"Xiao Qizi! You are so awesome!" Yiyi clapped his hands with a smile on the side.
Ni Boqi wiped the corners of his lips and gave it one by one, one by one, which was considered your harsh eyes.
Zhiya reached out to take Ni Boqi's Chinese medicine bowl; moved the lotus step lightly and placed it on the table.
Zhitao supports his chin, and his eyes are always elegant.
Zhiya frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"
Zhitao stood up, circled around Zhiya for a few times, and said in amazement: "We grew up together; why didn't Zhitao know that you would have so many emotional changes?"
When Ni Boqi heard this, he laughed at the collapse: "This is the power of love!"