The First Thousand Four Hundred and Fourteen Chapters, the Devil School Grass Drags the Girl (11)

Ranbai glanced at the medicine bowl on the bedside table with a thoughtful expression. She asked the housekeeper, "This is for him?"

"...Yes." But getting the young master to drink the medicine is simply more difficult than going to the sky.

Ranbai got the answer, picked up the medicine bowl with one hand and handed it to Feng Yi's lips. Due to the angle problem, he looked at Feng Yi condescendingly and spit out a word: "Drink."

Officials can't just die like this.

Why is this body so weak.

The bitterness coming from his nostrils made Feng Yi's eyes darken a little, he frowned, obviously rejecting.

Those black mist-like eyes stared at the dyed white silently, and that kind of gaze was no different from looking at an icy object.

Ranbai was not used to Feng Yi's thoughts. Under the terrified eyes of the housekeeper, she simply pressed Feng Yi on the hospital bed and forcibly poured the medicine into it.

If you are sick and don't drink medicine, what are you doing?

If you are sick, you should drink medicine! ! !

Unprepared, Feng Yi choked, coughed violently, and even his dark and deep eyes were filled with mist.

The concoction slid down the man's beautiful white jaw, inexplicably adding a touch of decadent beauty.

Before Feng Yi could be angry, the tip of his tongue, which was full of bitter taste, somehow touched the girl's cool fingertips, followed by a milk fudge.

for a moment,

The aroma of strawberry milk permeates the mouth.

"It's so troublesome for a man to drink medicine." Ranbai completed a series of rude actions, and put the medicine bowl on the bedside table, "hypocritical."

Feng · Jiao · Qing · Yi: "..."

The housekeeper almost fell to his knees, his face was ashen, and he almost burst into tears.

He didn't ask to be alive, he just asked someone to buy him a coffin.

Feng Yi didn't speak, just sat there quietly, the bottomless eyes under the ink-colored hair were dull light,

It's...sweet.

Ranbai stared at Feng Yi, he was clearly a man, but he had a face that looked better than a woman's, and every stroke was exquisitely carved.

Gee.

"Drink the medicine if you don't want to die." Ranbai said angrily.

"Let's go." Immediately, Ranbai left under the resentful eyes of the housekeeper, as if he was here just to drink medicine for Feng Yi.

The man leaned there, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, which made it unreal.

He stared at the white back, slowly, blinking.

"Baibai, where have you gone?" Ruan Miaomiao saw Dianbai,

Walking slowly, "I didn't find you."

"Huh?" Ranbai said casually, "It's nothing."

"Then let's go back."

"Won't Feng Jihao send you?" Ranbai squinted.

"I have nothing to do with him." Ruan Miaomiao said righteously.

"Oh."

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ward,

The butler stood there tremblingly, a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, as if he was facing a great enemy.

For a long time, Feng Yi's eyes darkened and he said, "Sugar."

His voice was hoarse.

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, what? ! !

Did he hear it right?

Master said, candy?

Feng Yi got up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the sunlight projected on him.

He lowered his beautiful eyebrows and looked at the scene outside the hospital through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Until the figure of the white sweater appeared, the color of his eyes deepened a little, and the fingertips that were so cold that there was no temperature gently touched the glass.

The housekeeper did not dare to delay, and quickly ordered the bodyguard to act in a hurry, "Hurry up, hurry up! Go buy candy!"

That way, it is more solemn than completing an order of tens of millions.

bodyguard:? ? ?

The housekeeper didn't know what kind of candy Feng Yi wanted. In order to complete the task perfectly, he specially asked the bodyguard to buy a copy of each candy.