Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

There was a burst of pungentness in the mouth, and the tip of the tongue was a little numb from the heat. The hot feeling went straight from the mouth to the stomach. Although it was warm, it was accompanied by a greater pain than before.

The spiciness of the ginger soup irritated the stomach, coupled with the burning and itching of the throat, she couldn't hold back the nausea for a while and vomited it out.

The yellow ginger soup and the undigested medicine vomited all over Li Jingshen.

Li Jingshen has a cleanliness addiction, and it's a serious one. When he saw the vomit on his upper body and arms, it was sticky and exuded a sour smell.

He snorted coldly, then held his breath slightly.

"Shen Zhichu, did you spit on me on purpose?" He was so disgusted, he pushed away Shen Zhichu and put down the bowl in his hand, and quickly wiped it with a paper towel. nice.

After Shen Zhichu vomited, his entire face became even paler. He covered his stomach with one hand and wiped his mouth with the other. After hearing Li Jingshen's words, he looked up and met Li Jingshen's gloomy face.

"I said I wouldn't drink it, but you insisted on force-feeding me!" So who is to blame.

Moreover, she really didn't mean it. If she knew that she would vomit Jingshen all over, she would have to hold back no matter what she vomited downstairs. Don't dare touch yourself.

After wiping for a while, Li Jingshen took off his shirt in a bad temper and threw it on the ground, reaching out his hand to Shen Zhichu.

Shen Zhichu's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously shrank into the quilt, like a tortoise shrunk into its shell when it encounters danger.

Li Jingshen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that a simple action of his would make Shen Zhichu feel like a frightened bird, so terrified.

Perhaps the expression on his own face frightened her, Li Jingshen slightly restrained the coldness on his body, leaned over and gently pinched Shen Zhichu's chin.

Shen Zhichu wanted to hide, so he patted her head: "Hiding for what? Didn't you have a big temper just now? Now you know you're afraid?"

Shen Zhichu didn't like him touching his own head. Touching his head was considered intimacy to others, but when it appeared to her and Li Jingshen, it was a kind of lack of dignity, just like petting a dog when he was in a good mood.

Recently, Li Jingshen really regarded it as a dog, and wanted to tame her into a docile and obedient appearance.

Li Jingshen, Shen Zhichu scooped it up from the quilt, light and light, not like an adult's weight.

Shen Zhichu was squeamish at birth, her skin was white and delicate, and when she twisted a scar on her body, looking at her red and swollen lips, she knew that she was accidentally burned when feeding ginger soup just now.

Obviously he doesn't feel hot when he touches the bowl...

Li Jingshen touched her face lightly: "Open your mouth and let me see."

Shen Zhichu turned her head, her throat was burning with pain, she said in a hoarse voice, "Don't touch me."

"I'm not going to do anything to you this time, just see if your mouth is hurt."

So what if he was injured, can he heal?Shen Zhichu is the most disgusting person like Li Jingshen who slaps you and pretends to be concerned about asking you if it hurts.

"Go away." Shen Zhichu pushed him, it was so stiff that he couldn't push at all.

Li Jingshen frowned, he was so humbled, and Shen Zhichu still refused to cooperate, which made him not in a good mood.

In his eyes, Shen Zhichu is begging for beatings, non-violent and non-cooperative, so he will forget to be gentle with her after a while.

He held Shen Zhichu's face, pinched her jaw, and opened her mouth to look inside.

Shen Zhichu only felt that her jaw was about to be crushed by him, and the bones on both sides were sore, she couldn't help but let out an "uh..." physical tears overflowed the corners of her eyes again.

Li Jingshen didn't care about her discomfort at all, and continued to inspect the inside of the mouth in his own way. Sure enough, there were several blisters in the mouth, and a small piece of skin on the upper jaw was burned off.

There was no bleeding, but the wound definitely hurt in this kind of place.

Li Jingshen felt a little guilty: "Why didn't you say it was hot when I fed you just now? If it burned your face, wouldn't it be a little toad?"

Fuck you little toad.

Shen Zhichu has gotten used to his dog not being able to spit ivory out of his mouth.