Chapter 1188

A little calm, she reached out to support the bed board, intended to get out of bed to eat something, her stomach since she woke up will keep singing empty city plan, throat also dry uncomfortable.

Instead of touching the slightly hard board, she felt something that she shouldn't have touched. It was soft and warm, just like a person's belly.

She quickly retracted her hand, turned over, and got out of bed at the fastest speed, but she forgot the current situation of her legs and feet. She was about to get out of bed. Her arm was clasped by a broad and warm palm, and she pulled it gently, so her body turned back and fell into a warm embrace.

"When will you not be so rash?"

This voice is so familiar, with three points of dissatisfaction and complaint, but there are seven points of helpless doting.

She panicked and couldn't remember why she slept in his room and his bed.

She reached out to push his chest, let her body away from his arms, quickly sat up, but did not get out of bed, but turned her eyes to stare at the bright eyes in the night: "how can I be here?"

Wan Kun raised his eyebrows: "don't you remember?"

I just remember that I was invited by Xiaodou to treat you. What happened afterwards? How could I not remember anything? "

It turned out that she didn't know her own ability, because every time she used this ability, she would be like a serious illness, sleeping for a long time. For example, this time, she slept for two days and two nights, and even forgot some things before and after.

He got up and got out of bed, lit up the light in the room, and then lit it. He saw that the pallor on her face was not reduced, the color of blue and black was obvious, and the breath was weaker than usual.

It seems that the princess and the Lord didn't tell her about it because they were afraid that she would use this ability frequently and damage her body.

"You're still poisoned. You pass out as soon as you enter the door." He turned and poured her a cup of tea, ignoring the suspicion on her face.

"Why do I sleep in your bed?" She frowned, her face angry.

Wan Kun turned around and held a cup of warm tea with a light face: "you fell on my bed, the bean told you not to wake up, and there was no other room in wanwutang. At that time, I was also in a coma, so I made do with it. Don't think twice."

Nianwen takes over the warm tea in his hand: "I don't think much about it. You're a little martial uncle. What can we think about? Hehe -" she laughs, takes a cup and fills it with half a cup of warm tea. Because of the pouring, she coughs heavily.

He sighed, sat down beside her, and patted her back gently: "it's not a child, you can choke when drinking water. It's really yours."

Nian Wen put the cup in his hand into his arms: "it's not early, I want to go back."

Wan Kun said, "it's almost dawn. You can sleep for a while, and you can walk after you wake up."

Nianwen shook his head: "no, I've slept long enough. I don't know if the purple scale grass has withered. I have to go back and have a look."

Wan Kun pointed to the porcelain bottle on the table and said, "I've made purple scales for you. You can send them to me."

In a daze, he quickly got out of bed, limped to the table, pulled out the cork of the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill and smelt it in the palm of her hand. It was indeed the pill she wanted to refine.

"How do you know that this is the kind of pill I want to practice?" She doesn't understand. Wankun knows everything.

Wan Kun shrugged: "you told me, did you forget?"