Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 327: It’s so heartless to just throw it away after using it.
It's late at night, the thick clouds are drifting away in the wind, the moonlight is lingering, and the stars are dotting the sky, it's beautiful.

Lie Jiuqing woke up in a trance, his flushed face had not fully recovered, his peach blossom eyes were intoxicated, and he looked at the person in front of him for a long time.

"Wen Rong..."

Wen Rong paused while helping her tie her belt, "Are you awake?"

In and out of dreams, Lie Jiuqing felt that Wen Rong's face was so beautiful.

This pair of overly delicate phoenix eyes will only show different emotions when suffering from hay fever. Otherwise, they are cold and cold, as if everything is in their eyes, and they are too charming.

She raised her hand to touch his face and rubbed his thin lips with her fingertips, "You are so beautiful, like a seductive little fairy..."

"is it?"

Wen Rong curled her lips, opened her mouth, and bit her finger hard.

Lie Jiuqing took a deep breath, his eyes gradually clearing up.

She looked blankly at Wen Rong, who was smiling but not smiling, her face flushed, and she quickly sat up.

"Master Chitose, I fell asleep...right?"

"I made you so happy that you fainted."

Wen Rong's words were so straightforward that Lie Jiuqing felt hot all over, "Thank you for your hard work, Qian Sui."

"It's not hard, I'm very happy."

He was sitting cross-legged, with his elbows on his legs and his chin casually supported by his palms, feeling lazy and comfortable.

"Why should Miss Seven be nervous? Where has the courage to threaten me gone?"

The pipa lock is heavy, and Wen Rong has only been wearing clothes on her body recently.

He tilted his head to look at her. Except for a few strands of black hair in front of him, he had almost no cover.

His incompleteness was obscured by the darkness, and his gentle appearance at this moment, tall, silent, and full of dignity, made her completely unable to move her eyes away.

She looked at him with astonishment, and the ends of her warm eyes turned red, making her look even more gorgeous than if she had applied rouge.

He was so annoyed that he subconsciously pulled his clothes to cover the ugly mutilation under his abdomen, "Miss Seventh, don't you want your eyeballs anymore?"

Lie Jiuqing touched her red face and complained in a low voice, "Throw it away after use. You are really... heartless." She trailed off and glanced at Wen Rong during the pause. She felt aggrieved, but seemed It's like being bullied.

Wen Rong snorted coldly, "Who started the fire?"

"medicine."

"Ah……"

Seeing how stubborn she was, Wen Rong sneered, "Next time you dare to be so arrogant to me, you won't just faint."

Lie Jiuqing choked and his face turned red. He held it in for a long time and whispered, "Please be gentle next time. It's too exciting and I can't bear it."

This time, Wen Rong blushed, "You have offended me, do you still want to be gentle?"

Hearing this, Lie Jiuqing raised her little face pitifully and said aggrievedly: "I am a little girl after all, so I can't be too gentle, right?"

"It's you who went too far."

Lie Jiuqing tangled his fingers together, carefully moved forward, and grabbed Wen Rong's clothes.

"Master Chitose, I am guilty, but you are guilty even more."

Lie Jiuqing looked up at his overly handsome face and pouted angrily, "You want me to face your shocking face every day, how can I bear it at such a young age?"

Wen Rong pulled the clothes out of her hands and snorted coldly: "There is always truth in ten thousand years."

"You're used to it."

Lie Jiuqing's fingertips silently stretched out again and hooked his little finger.

Wen Rong's heart suddenly stopped, Lie Jiuqing shook his head and said coquettishly: "Master Qiansui, for the sake of the effectiveness of the medicine, please don't be angry."

old man?
Wen Rong's temples jumped, he pinched her face, and said viciously: "According to what you said, am I going to reward you?"

"Then why are you so embarrassed?"

Lie Jiuqing's eyes were crooked and he said softly: "Master Qiantai, I'm not in a hurry to reward you. Please teach me the sword technique first. I really want to learn it."

The corners of Wen Rong's lips curved into a dangerous arc, "This is what you have to learn. I'm not forcing you to..."

(End of this chapter)