Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Wen Yan, Feng Jiu mouth corner pumping.

Saliva...

Can you say so disgusting? It is obviously a good thing to nourish Yin and nourish the skin, but it can be a small fire here, but it has become the mouth of the bird.

"Also, you are a bird in itself, don't eat this." She said with a smile, carrying her own food.

Bird's nest is the most beautiful for a woman, the taste is smooth, with a protein fragrance, he does not eat, she will not waste.

"Small fire, how is your body now? Can it all recover?" She ate while watching him ask.

The little guy turned his face and glanced at her, and the tender voice came out of his mouth: "It’s almost, as long as you nurse again for a few days, your body will fully recover."

"Well, that's good, then are you still nursed here in the past few days? Or do you want to go out?" After she finished eating three or two, put the bowl aside.

The little guy glanced at her and whispered: "Your home is in a mess, I won't go out and join in the fun, I have to nurse here."

"Well, it works."

She nodded and agreed to keep him in the space. After all, there is plenty of aura here. It is natural to do more with less. However, seeing his little face has been red-hot since then, and he is puzzled.

"Are you not feeling uncomfortable? How is the little face so red? Let me put my hand out." This little boy, it wouldn't be uncomfortable, don't you know it?

"No need, I am fine." He waved his hands and retreated.

Looking at him with some guilty look, she raised some eyebrows with some doubts: "Nothing? Nothing, what is your guilty?"

"How can I be guilty!"

"No? Whose eyes do not dare to look at me? Who is the one who panicked and shrank aside? Still hiding his hands behind him? Let's talk! What the guilty thing you do?"

She looked at him with a funny look. When she saw this, she felt that he was as lively and energetic as a child of a personal class. He knew that he was guilty and would be ashamed. He would not force the adult to look like a small adult.

"No!" He turned his head and said nothing.

Feng Jiu saw his face rising red, a feeling of extravagance, his heart was thinking, his eyes swept around, his eyes fell on a long box, he squatted and got up and walked toward the box. Open it and see.

"Have you eat more than half a thousand years of ginseng?"

Her voice was slightly raised, and some of the mistakes looked at the small fire that shrank the small head. She shook her head helplessly: "You don't know if the virtual is not to be filled? Not to mention the things like the Millennium Ginseng. Life has been saved, but you have smashed most of the time. It’s good to have no nosebleeds."

He knew the loss and secretly glanced at her. He whispered: "Then I wake up and hungry, there is nothing else to eat..."

Feng Jiu helplessly smiled: "Oh, I will not say you, but you should not waste the medicinal properties of the millennium ginseng, and quickly go to the cultivation of interest." She put the remaining half and put it: "The rest This can't be eaten any more, and your body can't stand it."

"Yeah." The small fire phoenix should be watching, watching her take the bowl out of space, which whispers the export gas.

In the evening, Feng Jiu’s door opened and the cold frost outside was greeted.

"The master, Iowa said that the owner has prepared meals in the main courtyard and let you eat in the past."

"Well, let's go!" She sighed and moved to the main courtyard.