Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

"What's different?"

Ye Qingli asked with a smile.

"Because you added special materials."

"What did I add?"

Ye Qingli asked strangely.

In fact, she herself finds the porridge unpalatable, because of the limited conditions, she can only boil a little white porridge, even without condiments.

Before she gave Jun Aohan, she was very worried, for fear that he would feel bad.

Unexpectedly, he ate so relish.

"I don't know what you added."

"I only know that after I took a sip, I couldn't give up. I couldn't stop it. Now, it has taken over my heart."

Jun Aohan had a bitter gourd-like expression.

"You must have poisoned it. In the future, I will drink this kind of porridge every day. Otherwise, as long as I don't drink it one day, I will feel uncomfortable. My limbs will hurt and my body will be uncomfortable.

"Oh, your tongue is slippery."

Ye Qingli took a spoon and tapped on his head.

"You don't have to talk all around, I won't be fooled by you."

"However, this king is really fascinated by the porridge cooked by my family. If I don't drink it for a day, I will feel uncomfortable. What should I do?"

He looked at Ye Qingli pitifully.

"In the future, you will cook for me every day, okay?"

The kind of incomparable attachment and wronged little eyes make Ye Qingli have an urge to refuse him.

It seems that as long as he is rejected, it is the same sin.

"Ok……"

"Really?"

Just hearing Ye Qingli spit out these two words, Jun Aohan immediately looked at her with a look of expectation.

"Okay, okay, I really serve you. As long as you want to drink, I will boil you every day, OK?"

"So, did you promise to move to my house?"

Jun Aohan immediately became excited.

He had long wanted Ye Qingli to move to Ghost King's Mansion, but she never agreed.

Ye Qingli instinctively wanted to refuse, but seeing his pale and extremely weak face, she suddenly felt that rejecting him at this time seemed like a very immoral thing.

At this time, Jun Aohan was staring at him with a pair of black eyes.

"I am a patient now, do you have the heart to refuse a patient's request?"

"This matter, let's talk about it after we go out?"

Ye Qingli had no choice but to use the word dragging tactics.

"I don't know if we can go out. Is it too early to say this?"

"Why not."

Jun Aohan said proudly.

"As long as Ben Wang has recovered his skills, he can directly get through the ground. At that time, Ben Wang will definitely seek revenge from the group of guys.

"How long will it take you to recover?"

"At least seven days."

Jun Aohan replied after having internal force for a while.

"And, during these seven days, it was completely impossible to use internal force."

Ye Qingli trumpeted him.

Frowning.

"Your cold poison is very severe this time. If you use your internal force arbitrarily before you fully recover, you will die from the meridians."

She looked apologetic.

"Hey, I made you like this."

"For the safety of my family, I will be willing to suffer no matter how much I suffer."

Jun Aohan said affectionately.

"You can't keep going like this."

Ye Qingli worried.

"Your current cold poison attack is more serious each time. If you continue this way, Jiuyin's pulse will eventually become terminally ill."