He Has a Sickness that Needs to be Cured

Song Zhou followed him and said: "Well, it doesn't matter. +++ popular Tanmei novel: www.ltnovel.com"

He cast a small spell on the door of the room to make sure that no one else would come in suddenly. He pulled a stool and sat opposite Xi Ning: "I count what I said last night, but I have never taught anyone. Clearly, Master just ask me."

Xi Ning raised the blanket, covered the hand holding the tip of his tail, and nodded: "Okay."

He didn't know which Song Zhou was better than his mentor, but Song Zhou was always better than himself, and he was also a lightning magician.

Xi Ning was sitting in distress, hoping that Song Zhou would show him some lightning magic.

Song Zhou said that his foundation is too poor, so he only taught him some of the simplest contexts in the morning. These were all taught by his instructor. Even though he was puzzled, Xi Ning listened carefully and found that Song Zhou said something similar to what the instructor had said. difference.

In order to avoid attracting people's attention, Song Zhou didn't delay too long, so he asked Xi Ning to practice on his own before leaving.

He was still an attendant, and he followed Lien to clean the room and yard in the afternoon.

Xi Ning has recently become ill. The housekeeper has already asked him for leave from his instructor. He doesn't need to go to class recently. Xi Ning is studying the method Song Zhou taught him in the room. After trying, he found that the magic power in the body is really different than before.

In the next few days, Song Zhou continued to teach him some other things. Xi Ning's talent was not bad at all. Now following the correct guidance, he has made significant progress in a short time.

Before the change, Xi Ning was so excited that he couldn't help herself, but at this time he was only happy for a moment, and the corners of his mouth slowly pressed down.

Song Zhou didn't lie to him, he could really teach himself, then what went wrong before? Was it his mentor, or it was his father's instruction, as Song Zhou said.

Xi Ning had some vague conjectures. He forced himself to calm down, looking for a suitable excuse for Evan, as if he was comforting himself, but the gap was too great, and Xi Ning felt very uncomfortable.

He was depressed, Song Zhou guessed what was on his mind, and leaned against the table in silence, suddenly reached out his hand to grab the tip of Xi Ning's tail, and gently squeezed it in the palm of his hand.

Xi Ning almost fell off the chair, turned around hurriedly and wanted to pull the tail back but couldn't pull it, blushing quickly: "What are you doing..."

He and Song Zhou have been staying with each other every day recently, and they are familiar with each other a lot. Xi Ning is not afraid of him, and said with a sullen face: "Let go!"

Song Zhou kept putting his arm on the back of the chair and looked down at Xi Ning: "Your tail is very sensitive?"

"W...what?" Xi Ning just asked, Song Zhou gently scratched the top of his tail with his fingertips, Xi Ning's breathing was stagnant, and he trembled: "Let go..."

His body became even more strange, Xi Ning curled up his legs and shrank into the chair, staring at Song Zhou without much effort.

Song Zhou just let go, repeating the question just now: "Then why are you so blushing?"

Xi Ning hugged her knees and panted on the chair. After a while, she stood up and wanted to leave the room. Song Zhou stepped forward to stop him, reluctantly saying, "I'm asking you."

"And you promised me, as long as I teach you spells, you will let me touch my tail..." Song Zhou stood in front of Xi Ning, bending over and leaning closer: "Forgot?"

Xi Ning's body was stiff, and she lowered her head and said, "I haven't forgotten."

"Speaking counts, right?"

Song Zhou didn't say how many times he would touch it. He waited patiently for the opportunity these days, but now he sees Xi Ning's grievances and feels softened again.

He lightly breathed into Xi Ning's forehead, and said softly, "Forget it, I won't bully you today."

He said that he would not bully, but he reached out and rubbed the tip of the ears on top of Xi Ning's head.

Being so troubled by Song Zhou, Xi Ning really had no time to think about anything else. He didn't even dare to get too close to Song Zhou, beware of the other party pulling his tail again, or unable to control his hand again.

In the past few days, Xi Ning still coughed up flowers, each of which was of a different kind. The original doctor came once halfway through, and hurriedly left after inquiring about the situation.

Except for the occasional itching and uncomfortable throat, Xi Ning has no other abnormalities in his body. He gradually stopped worrying about it, and instead felt that he had another disease. Otherwise, how could he react strangely as soon as he reached Song Zhou?

Xi Ning wanted to return to his thoughts, that he didn't delay the study of his own magic, he quietly promoted from the first-order magician to the second-order.

He broke through a new level, Song Zhou stopped teaching him new things for the time being, let him review and consolidate it first.

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When Xi Ning took the time to go to Cangshu Pavilion, he no longer took Lien with him, but took Song Zhou with him.

He had regarded Song Zhou as a real teacher, and always asked him many questions, and Song Zhou answered them patiently without exception.

And Song Zhou really doesn't want other compensation.

The library was very quiet. No one was bothering him. Song Zhou sat next to Xi Ning and quietly stretched out his hand while Xi Ning was reading.

Xi Ning moved a little aside, and couldn't help saying: "Don't move your hands."

After he got acquainted with Song Zhou, he has been talking to him in this way recently, Song Zhou is not angry, but at this time he collapsed and said coldly: "Okay, then I won't teach."

Xi Ning was stunned, not knowing what to say, looking at Song Zhou blankly.

Song Zhou was irritable. He thought Xi Ning liked him. After getting along for a long time, he found that Xi Ning had no other reaction besides blushing at him, and he would deliberately avoid him.

This was not the development that Song Zhou expected, and he said again: "If you don't want to, then forget it."

Xi Ning was a little flustered, he looked around, lowered his voice and asked, "Why do you always..."

He didn't understand why Song Zhou was so obsessed with his tail. What's so easy to touch...

Song Zhou got closer, and learned how he whispered, "You don't need to touch the tail. Come over and let me hold him."

Xi Ning didn't understand it even more, but in order to continue to let Song Zhou continue to teach him, it was fine to hug him.

He asked first: "Then you can't help but teach me."

Song Zhou said with an "um".

Xi Ning moved over slowly, and the aura that belonged to Song Zhou gradually approached. He hadn't even reached Song Zhou, but his face began to heat up.

He hugged Song Zhou boldly, holding back his shyness: "All right?"

Song Zhou only said to hug. Xi Ning was about to step away. Song Zhou held his waist and dragged him over and hugged him on his lap. He said in a complicated tone in his ear: "Are you trying to learn this stuff? willing to do?"

Xi Ning couldn't get rid of it, feeling that the place he had walked over was hot, and was afraid of being seen: "You let me go first..."

"Don't let go," Song Zhou tightened his arms and pinched Xi Ning's chin to make him look at himself. "Next time I let you undress, would you like to?"

Xi Ning stammered: "Why, why... you want to undress?"

Song Zhou stared at Xi Ning for a while, and wanted to laugh again. He lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose, unconsciously relaxing his hands: "Of course it's because I like you."

It was the first time that Xi Ning was so close to him. His brain was blank. He couldn't hear what he was saying. He couldn't bear to push him away anymore. He picked up his cloak and left here as if to escape.

Song Zhou didn't catch up, the previous inexplicable anger had completely disappeared.

He took the book on the table and put it away, then returned slowly.

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After hugging Xi Ning once in the library, Song Zhou was much more honest, no longer making strange requests, but sometimes looked at Xi Ning indifferently.

On the contrary, Xi Ning felt that her symptoms were more serious, and she often blushed silently under Song Zhou's sight. It seemed to be similar to the feelings she had in contact with before, with some slight differences.

He coughed up a red flower again this day. I don't know what kind it is. Song Zhou took the flower in his hand and put it in his pocket.

Xi Ning took a sip of tea to sooth his throat, and said uncomfortably, "What are you doing with my flowers?"

"I like."

Song Zhou leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Xi Ning with that indescribable look.

Xi Ning sat opposite him, put down his tea cup and kicked his stool slightly: "Don't look at me all the time."

"Can't see?" Song Zhou raised his eyebrows, "The temper is getting bigger and bigger."

Xi Ning shook her ears and kicked again: "No!"

Song Zhou's chair didn't move, turning the petals in his hands and whispered: "Speak well, don't act like a baby."

Xi Ning paused for a moment and raised the volume: "Who..."

At this moment Lien knocked on the door outside and shouted, "Master, the doctor has come to see you."

Song Zhou got up and stood up. Lien brought the doctor in. Xi Ning thought that the doctor would check his body as usual today, but the doctor looked anxious and asked Lien and Song Zhou to go out first. He had something to say to Xi Ning. Say.

When only he and Xi Ning were left in the room, he took out a crumpled piece of paper and handed it to Xi Ning.

"Master, I found some information, which may be related to your illness."

Xi Ning opened the piece of paper. It was a few years old, and the edges turned yellow and rolled up, and there were many unintelligible symbols written on it.

The doctor explained: "This is the text of a certain country in the East, and it is a peculiar disease recorded on it."

He spent a lot of energy in translating these texts. He told Xi Ning that he might have a disease that can vomit flowers. The cause and source of this disease are very mysterious, and there is not much to say on the paper, but he wrote down the method that can relieve the disease. .

Xi Ning listened carefully and found it incredible. He had never traveled far away. How could he contract a disease from another country? He asked: "What method?"

The doctor said: "It's very simple, as long as the person you like is willing to kiss you, it will be completely cured."

Xi Ning said in shock: "This..."

The doctor also knew it was incredible, but this was the only clue he could find. He read all the content on the paper again to Xi Ning, and told him: "This method must be used within three months. Otherwise, the patient will die."

After sending the doctor away, Xi Ning tried to digest the information.

Even if what the doctor said is true, where can he find someone he likes?

Song Zhou was sent to do something else, Lien came in to add tea to Xi Ning, and Xi Ning asked him aloud, "Lien, do you have anyone you like?"

Lien set the teapot: "Not yet, why do you ask the master?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Xi Ning held up his tea cup, "I want to know what it's like to like someone."

Lean thought for a while and replied, "I don't know too much, but Chase in the yard next door always blushes and shy when he sees his goddess, as if he is drunk."

Xi Ning was shocked when he heard the second half of his sentence. He was in front of Song Zhou, right?

He asked cautiously: "Heart beats fast too, out of breath?"

Lean nodded: "It should be."

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When Song Zhou came back after cleaning the yard, he saw Xi Ning sitting on a chair in a daze, with a flower on the table. He should have coughed up soon.

As soon as he approached, Xi Ning regained consciousness and quickly sat upright, looking at him nervously.

Song Zhou wondered: "What's the matter?"

He picked up the flowers on the table and asked casually: "What did the doctor say today?"

Xi Ning shook his head: "I didn't say anything."

Song Zhou didn't think much about it. Every time the doctor came over, there was no actual progress. He pinched the petals to check, and suddenly there was movement from the cuff.

He looked up, Xi Ning's expression was tangled, afraid to look at him, and tried to make a serious look: "Would you like to kiss me?",,Web site m..net,...: