Godly Empress Doctor

Chapter 3149: Is Being a Boy That Hard? 2

Fu Pharmacist glanced at Yang Zhihu: “Yang Baihu, you punish people later, be very careful, such a beautiful little girl, you really can do it! ”

Yang Zhihu: “…”

Why did he punish you?!

But his name is out there, and it's really his reputation.

After Pharmacist Yang Zhihu saw the phoenix dance, Yang Zhihu sent this imperial pharmacist to see the two unlucky ghosts who were beaten by Feng Xiao Wu.

Wang Zhaole took a peek at Colonel Yang.

Their boss came to the iron blood strong, favorite face, this time the phoenix dance stabbed such a large wasp nest... when she woke up, I'm afraid Yang Zhihu is not going to train her to cry, right?

Thinking about it, Wang Zhaole lost a sympathetic look at Phoenix. Little sister, you better not wake up.

Yang Zhihu looked at the little girl lying on the bed and saw her sleeping dishonestly, her hands revealed, worried that she was caught in the cold, Colonel Yang silently went forward and closed her quilt.

He turned to Wang Zhaole: "Go get some hot porridge. ”

When he thought about it, he said, "Bring it with you to the stove before it gets cold. ”

Wang Zhaole had a surprise in his eyes. Their boss had his core changed?

Oh, he soon figured it out, their boss. It's ready to feed her, then train her to death.

Alas, what a poor little sister...

Wang Zhaole, with tremendous sympathy for the phoenix dance, personally cooked porridge for her little sister, who was about to be in bad luck.

Boxing the two sisters... This girl, looking small, is really violent Little Laurie, it's not easy to mess with.

Yan Cold saw Wang Zhaole cooking porridge, his eyes poured together: “Brother Zhaole, how can you cook porridge yourself? ”

Wang Zhaole stall: “Old Yang told me to cook it for the little girl inside. ”

Colonel Yang isn't going to send the phoenix back, is he?

If she stays...

“What kind of porridge are you cooking? Let me help you.” He said that when he rolled up his sleeves, he had to work.

Wang Zhaole saw Yan Cold, thinking that before she looked everywhere for someone to say phoenix dance... Han Lu and Elegant, it was only under Yan Cold's words...

To think of it, Wang Zhaole is in the heart of Yilin!

He subconsciously refused, “It's okay. It's just porridge. It's easy. I'll do it myself. ”

Yan Cold looked at her with pity: "Brother Zhaole, do you think... is this because of me? I... I just wanted to do something to soothe my inner guilt... I didn't expect the Phoenix dancer to be so heavy...”

Wang Zhaole looked at her with shock.

Shouldn't the point of this be… Shouldn't you be instigating a black phoenix dance?

How did you end up with a phoenix dancer?

Wang Zhaole's heart was a little twisted, his dark face directly refused Yan Cold: “Colonel Yang instructed me to do it, I can only do it myself. In case of poor pool, Yan Cold, is this your fault or mine? ”

Wang Zhaole has never been so serious... Her face got colder and colder, she said weakly: “... how and how could something happen? What can happen? Is that what you think of me? Whoo-”

Yan Cold cried.

Yan Cold actually cried and ran away with his face covered.

Wang Zhaole, everyone is not well: “…” Did he say something wrong?

Yang Hong slapped Wang Zhaole on the shoulder: “Did you make her cry? ”

Wang Zhaole felt so wronged: “I didn't even talk to her...”

Is it that hard to be a boy?