Chapter 1323

After Jiang Yucheng and his wife left, Fu Yiyi went into the kitchen, made some food for Lu wanchu, and filled a bowl of tonic soup boiled by Ye Yunshu.

He went upstairs with a tray in his hands. In the room, Lu wanchu slightly closed his eyes, fell asleep quietly, and his side face was exquisite and beautiful.

Hearing the footsteps, Lu wanchu opened his eyes and smiled at Fu Yiyi who entered the room. "I heard Yunshu's voice. Is she still there?"

"Go back and see her tomorrow."

Fu Yi put the food on the tea table, picked up the millet porridge he cooked, blew it and walked to Lu wanchu.

"I'll do it myself."

Lu wanchu covered his chest and got up hard.

Fu Yi grabbed Lu wanchu's hand, helped her sit up, leaned against the head of the bed, "I feed you!"

"I have no problem with my hands. I can eat by myself."

"But I want to feed you."

"... all right!"

Under Fu Yi's deep sight, Lu wanchu voluntarily surrendered.

Fu Yifeng's eyes softened, picked up a spoon, scooped out the millet porridge, blew it in front of his thin lips, and then put it in front of Lu wanchu's lip, "eat, it's not hot."

Lu wanchu opened her mouth and ate the millet porridge. The millet porridge was soft and waxy, which made her eat most of it soon.

"Did you eat?"

Glancing at the millet porridge, Lu wanchu immediately asked.

"Eat later."

Fu Yi said quietly.

Lu wanchu's eyes were dim. He raised his hand and grabbed the spoon. He scooped a spoonful of millet porridge and put it on Fu Yi's mouth, "eat together."

Fu Yiyi raised his eyes to see the late landing and opened his mouth to eat.

Seeing that he had no objection to eating, Lu wanchu smiled, "is it delicious?"

"Good!"

"Praise yourself, Fu Yi. Where's your face?"

Lu wanchu laughed, but because she pulled the wound, she frowned.

Fu Yi put the bowl in his hand aside, hugged Lu wanchu, and his face was distressed. "Is it very painful?"

"If it doesn't hurt, it will be better soon. It's not a big deal. Don't frown, okay?"

Lu wanchu raised his hand and stretched Fu Yi's eyebrows. This fool must not have found that his eyebrows had not stretched since he knew she had taken heart blood.

He is worried about her and loves her. She also loves him like this.

"Good!"

Fu Yiyi slowly stretches his eyebrows and quietly hugs Lu wanchu.

"What's that bowl?"

Fu Yi loosened Lu wanchu, picked up the warm tonic soup on the tea table, "the soup boiled by Ye Yunshu."

Smelling the smell, Lu wanchu frowned, "what did Yunshu put? Why does it smell so bad?"

Fu Yiyi also frowned. He just looked at the tonic soup. It was all some tonic and nourishing blood. It really didn't smell good when mixed together.

"Drink!"

Pick up the bowl of soup, Fu Yi said softly.

"Can't you drink?"

After eating more than half a bowl of porridge, Lu wanchu was full, and she could not drink such a large bowl of tonic soup. In addition, ye Yunshu was afraid that she was not enough to replenish qi and nourish blood. She didn't know how many things were mixed together. The smell was really bad, not to mention the smell. It was estimated that the taste was good and she couldn't drink anywhere.

"No!"

If ye Yunshu cooked the soup, Fu Yiyi would certainly throw it away, but not today. For Lu wanchu, he must let her drink it.

"Fu Yi."

Lu wanchu looked at Fu Yiyi with a pitiful look, like a kitten.

"Good night, drink it will be good for you."

"I'll get better soon. Can't I drink?"

Lu wanchu couldn't laugh or cry. He really didn't want to drink. The main reason is that the taste is really unspeakable.