Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 688 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 53
Adhering to the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, Nai Tuanzi did not argue with him, and remained motionless, waiting for him to serve the bowl.

"Cough cough cough..."

Shen Lang just got up, before he sat up, the wound was affected, his lungs throbbed with pain, he coughed continuously, his face was pale, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

Nai Tuanzi was afraid of accidentally getting his wound, so she didn't dare to pat him on the back, so she could only give him a look that deserved it.

"What's your look like?"

Shen Lang had to lie on the bed again, and when he raised his eyes, he met Nai Tuanzi's complicated eyes.

Naituanzi naturally wouldn't tell the truth: "The eyes of respecting the old and caring for the young."

Men just do it.

Shen Lang was lying on the bed, only his eyes moved flexibly, he pursed his lips:

"I'm not stupid."

So I won't believe it.

Naituanzi changed the subject, raised his hand to raise his pillow, and fed him medicine:
"you like her?"

Shen Lang: "Adults' affairs, children don't care."

He's crazy to discuss love or not with a child who still smells like milk.

"I can't ignore her business."

Nai Tuanzi's tone was not strong, but when he listened carefully, it was full of strength.

Shen Lang was fed medicine for the first time, unnatural and awkward, he hesitated for a long time before slowly opening his mouth.

The medicine was too bitter, suppressing the embarrassment.

He focused back on Naituanzi's words: "What's the relationship between you and her?"

Today, this group of assassins obviously came for the milk dumpling. It is impossible for Meng Changxi to fail to see that she still chose to stand in front of him when faced with the situation where the enemy was outnumbered and she would die at any time. The future prince protects each other with his life, which doesn't make sense at all.

Naituanzi blinked: "It's like a mother-child relationship."

He used the word "like".

Like, means no.

While Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, he fell into even more confusing doubts.

So why did Meng Changxi protect him?
"Hey, open your mouth and drink the medicine."

Seeing him shut up and meditate, Nai Tuanzi tried hard to take on the responsibility of being a little man.

Just as Shen Lang frowned, Nai Tuanzi said annoyedly:
"You are so difficult to deal with, I am really difficult to do."

Shen Lang like this always reminded Nai Tuanzi that he had rescued a stray cat before.

When he fed it medicine, it not only didn't know good from bad, but also kicked over his medicine bowl with a look of disgust, and finally left proudly with its tail cocked.

Shen Lang obviously felt that he was different from his peers, his mind was more mature, and his way of speaking was also rigid:
"It's better for children to be obedient and pleasing."

Nai Tuanzi: "I don't need to please you."

Shen Lang: "Then who do you want to please?"

Nai Tuanzi raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face was translated as - "Is there even a need to ask?"
Shen Lang: "..."

He really didn't want to be jealous of a milk doll.

"A-Lang, I have to take care of her and you. I'm very tired. Please cooperate."

Nai Tuanzi held up a spoon and fed it to his mouth.

Shen Lang: "..."

He killed people like hemp, but in the end, he was educated by a baby boy.

When Quan Jiu entered the room, the bowl of medicine had already run out, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes:
"So cooperative?"

Nai Tuanzi tidied up the medicine bowl, and did not forget to wipe Shen Lang's mouth:

"Changxi, A-Lang is very obedient, don't worry."

Quan Jiu: "..."

Watching Nai Tuanzi wipe Shen Lang's mouth, a scene inexplicably appeared in her mind.

The old father, who was paralyzed by stroke and unable to take care of himself, lay motionless on the hospital bed, and his filial son waited on him to eat and drink.

filial son...

Quan Jiu looked at Nai Tuanzi, who was only five years old, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"The location of the arrow is very tricky. If you hadn't heard the movement and moved your body in advance, the arrow would have pierced your heart 100%."

Shen Lang finally saw her figure, didn't want to look away, and stared at her.

"Did you hear what I said?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Quan Jiu came to the side of the bed and looked down at him.

Shen Lang stared into her eyes with black eyes:

"I knew I couldn't dodge that arrow."

Everything happened too fast, even if he was strong in martial arts and tried his best, he could barely avoid the fatal point.

"The moment I hit the arrow, there was only one thought in my mind. If the arrow was smeared with Qixi Duoming Powder, I'm afraid I would explain it here today."

The onset time of Qixi Duoming Powder is too short, within seven breaths, one life can be reaped. On the verge of death, the last thought left in his mind is——

Fortunately, he was the one who was injured. If her fragile body was shot by a crossbow, she might die of pain.

Shen Lang didn't say the remaining half of the sentence, but Quan Jiu automatically stripped out his unfinished part from his soft eyes.

"Does the wound still hurt?" Quan Jiu sat by the bed.

Shen Lang: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Quan Jiu pouted:

"Lie, the arrows fired by mechanical crossbows are four or five times stronger than artificial ones in terms of power and strength. A tree trunk as thick as the waist of an adult man can be shot through with one arrow. What are you doing with me now? ?”

Only a few millimeters away, the arrow hit Shen Lang's heart. Even if she had excellent medical skills, she was powerless.

Shen Lang was indeed in pain all over his body, especially his left chest. This mechanical crossbow was too lethal. He seemed to have been split in half from his chest with an axe. Just chatting with Nai Tuanzi was just trying to hold on.

Of course, it wasn't intentional. The living environment from childhood to adulthood made him habitually conceal all his emotions, which almost became an instinct engraved in his bones.

Shen Lang's eyes moved slightly, staring at the bedstead above his head, avoiding her sight:

"It hurts a bit, but it's bearable."

Quan Jiu: "Master Shen, have you ever heard a saying that only children who can cry can eat sweets?"

Shen Lang's eyes dimmed.

heard.

But this has nothing to do with him.

If he cries, he will only die faster.

Quan Jiu naturally understood his inner thoughts:

"Master Shen, please raise your mouth high."

Shen Lang lowered his head and saw a brown candied fruit lying on her palm.

"It's really hard to find snacks in your East Factory. I searched all over the East Factory and only found such a small bag."

Quan Jiu picked up the oil paper bag and shook it in front of him.

"I've been looking for the fruits of my labor for a long time, do you want it?"

Shen Lang would naturally take what she gave.

The candied fruit tasted sweet and a little greasy. Normally, he didn't like sweets, but today it was probably because it was too bitter. Finally, the sweet and greasy candied fruit was not unacceptable.

Quan Jiu handed the oil paper bag to Nai Duanzi: "Would you like one?"

Nai Tuanzi thought for a while, then shook his head: "A-Lang is so pitiful, you should give it to him."

He said this willingly.

Shen Lang's bottomless black eyes fell on his milky face, which inexplicably warmed up.

(End of this chapter)