Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 82
Ye Qizhu subconsciously raised her hand to block Bei Jue, but Bei Jue clamped her forearms first, to avoid touching her injured hands, pulled her palms upwards, and pressed them directly on top of her head.

Immediately afterwards, Bei Jue approached sideways and fixed her directly.

Ye Qizhu had to drink the medicinal soup that was put into her mouth. However, after she finished drinking, Bei Jue didn't seem to intend to let her go.

Ye Qizhu's pale face suddenly turned red, the bitterness of the medicine faded, and there was a hint of herbal sweetness.

As if that was the case, Bei Jue didn't want to let her go, nor did she want to let go, as if he wanted to eat her.

However, Bei Jue still rationally controlled his involuntary emotion when facing Ye Qizhu. He was afraid of hurting her again, so he suppressed the surging emotions in his body and tightened his body.

But even though she felt Bei Jue's evasion, Ye Qizhu was still at a loss, she didn't dare to move, dared not breathe, she froze there like a wooden man, her eyes were forced open.

Bei Jue took a deep breath, calmly restraining the flames surging in his body.

Raising her head, she suddenly met Ye Qizhu's flickering clear eyes, and Bei Jue breathed out slightly heavily: "Stupid."

Ye Qizhu blinked, followed by a deep breath, and then recovered from the suffocation.

Blushing, Ye Qizhu's eyes were filled with sullenness, she was full of rebuttals, but when she reached her mouth, she was pushed back by the breath Bei Jue left her, and she was speechless.

Ye Qizhu could only stare at the turbulent heat waves in those cold eyes, and could only swallow hard, showing a trace of grievance.

She was kissed forcibly. Could it be that the reciprocal kiss is stronger than anyone else?

Dazed, Ye Qizhu was even more ashamed and annoyed by her own thoughts. With her snorting, her slightly swollen lips twitched, which was very cute.

Looking at Ye Qizhu's undulating lips, Bei Jue's breath that had just calmed down was raised again in an instant, and the fingertips holding her arm unconsciously exerted some force.

Ye Qizhu's brows immediately froze, and she snorted softly: "It hurts."

Bei Jue quickly let go of her, straightened up, afraid of hurting her again, moved towards the end of the bed, calmly breathed a sigh of relief.

"After drinking the medicine, I'll give you candied haws."

Hey, candied haws?
The smell of medicine still remained in his mouth, and Ye Qizhu immediately beamed with joy when he heard the sweet and sour candied haws: "Really?"

Looking back at her eyes that would bend like crescent moons when she smiled, and Bei Jue's brows that were as cold as a mountain, she moved slightly: "Yes."

Ye Qizhu couldn't wait to fetch the medicine bowl, and when she was so happy, she forgot that she still had injuries on her hands.

"hiss."

She immediately clenched her teeth, quickly retracted her hand and kept blowing on the wound.

Looking at her pursed mouth, Bei Jue felt a little helpless, and said softly, "Not only is he a money addict, but he is also a greedy cat."

"Ah?" Didn't hear clearly.

Bei Jue stared at Ye Qizhu, and moved closer to Ye Qizhu: "This king will never allow anyone to hurt you again!"

As he said that, a trace of unruly aura burst out from Bei Jue's body in an instant, but immediately after, his aura changed, and he disappeared without a trace.

Picking up the medicine bowl, he calmly scooped up a spoonful of medicine soup, blew it gently, and brought it to Ye Qizhu's mouth.

Looking at Bei Jue, Ye Qizhu hesitated and hid back.

Bei Jue squinted her eyes: "Xiao Zhu'er is still full of ideas, I want the king to feed me personally."

(End of this chapter)