After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

"This... I will stain the quilt." The little Murong Mo huddled into a ball, he looked at the brand new quilt and the gentle man in front of him, he was a little nostalgic but hesitant.

"It's okay, you need to heal your injury." Yan Xiuyu couldn't help but hold the child down, covered him with a quilt, and picked up the medicine from the table.

"Come on, drink the medicine before going to bed, the wound will heal faster then."

Murong Mo glanced at the dark potion, smelled the medicinal fragrance inside, his eyes drooped slightly, but he didn't open his mouth.

Although this big brother saved him, it seemed that he was a nice person, but his childhood experience told him that no one would be nice to someone for no reason.

Either for money, or for life...

"What's wrong? Afraid of suffering?" Yan Xiuyu said softly, thinking for a while, looking at the dark bowl of medicine.

The traditional Chinese medicine in the mortal world is indeed extremely bitter, and it is reasonable for children not to drink it.

but--

"Take the medicine to heal faster." He said softly, coaxing the child to drink the medicine, hugged him in his arms, and prepared to feed the medicine himself.

That ray of fragrance gradually became stronger, Murong Mo met those gentle eyes, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help hugging Yan Xiuyu's waist tightly.

"I...I..." He stammered and couldn't speak, his small face was wrinkled into a ball, but he just refused to drink the medicine.

"Otherwise... big brother, let's drink together?"

Yan Xiuyu, as if struck by lightning, expressed that she did not understand.

"You are sick, that's why you need to drink the medicine. My brother is not sick, so you don't need it." He absolutely didn't admit that it was because of the bitterness of the medicine, it was just because he was not sick.

Murong Mo has no tendency to drink.

Feeling the cold potion, Yan Xiuyu could only take a sip as if he was dead, and then his face instantly wrinkled into a ball.

Really bitter!

There was no problem with the medicine, Murong Mo's eyes flickered, in that case, why did this big brother treat him so well?

"Look, it's not bitter at all. My brother tasted it just now, and it's very sweet." Yan Xiuyu brought the medicine bowl to Murong Mo's mouth, watched him drink it in one gulp, and heaved a sigh of relief.

When Murong Mo finished drinking the medicine, a lump of sugar was handed over to his mouth, and he ate it habitually, the sweet smell filled his mouth, diluting the bitterness in his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Yan Xiuyu.

"Sweet, you should like to eat, now it's time to have a good rest." Yan Xiuyu smiled, put the child back on the bed, covered him with a quilt, seeing Murong Mo's white and tender appearance now, couldn't help touching Touched his little furry head.

"Brother...don't you rest together?" Murong Mo asked innocently, looking at Yan Xiuyu with black and white eyes.

Yan Xiuyu smiled, "Brother still has something to do, I will bring delicious food for Mo Mo when I come back tonight!"

Murong Mo frowned, "How does brother know my name?"

The movements of Yan Xiuyu's hands paused, "Isn't this... Did you hear that group of people call you Murong Mo before? It's a nice name at first sight...Of course the big brother remembered it."

"Does it sound good? Ever since I was a child, they almost only called me little bastard, little beggar, little bitch, stinky beggar, dog..." Murong Mo's voice was mechanical, and his face was filled with confusion. Instead, but also suffused with coldness.

"Brother, will you call me these names in the future?"

"No, brother will never." Yan Xiuyu was very serious, he stroked Murong Mo's hair, thinking of the wounds on Murong Mo's body, he couldn't help feeling heartbroken.

Those people were really too cruel. Murong Mo's body was not only wounded, but also had a lot of brand marks, which were burned with hot iron and charcoal.

This is probably not only those children, but also adults as accomplices!

No wonder Murong Mo couldn't get out of this illusion, this was a shadow in his heart that he probably couldn't get out of.

Under the light of the candlelight, Yan Xiuyu's face was half-bright, he stared at Murong Mo's face earnestly, perhaps he had already fallen asleep, he looked extraordinarily peaceful, but his small body was always huddled into a ball, the whole body hid Going under the quilt is a sign of insecurity and fear.

Yan Xiuyu frowned, her phoenix eyes were full of anger, that group of people didn't even let such a small child go!

When Murong Mo woke up the next morning, he saw that he was still lying on the bed, and he couldn't help blinking. It turned out that yesterday was really not a dream——

He has not been so lucky for a long time, even his nominal mother only came to the woodshed occasionally to see if he was dead, with an indifferent face, and did not even give him a bite of food, he could only beg and steal those things. The food left by the guests will not starve to death.

In this life, he doesn't know what warmth is, he just wants to survive, become strong and have food to eat.

Yan Xiuyu used to know that he might laugh at this idea, but Murong Mo will be a fearsome villain in the future. How can such a small wish not make people laugh?Have you ever seen a villain who is short of food?

But now Yan Xiuyu is cooking medicine for Murong Mo to prepare meals. Although Murong Mo is his disciple, Yan Xiuyu can't help but feel a little guilty. He doesn't know what he likes to eat, and he doesn't know what his taboos are. It seems that he doesn't understand. over him.

He was just teaching as a teacher, but he didn't think deeply about what Murong Mo wanted.

Looking at the ingredients and the cauldron in front of him, he felt a little troubled.

"This guest officer, there is something wrong, do you want me to ask someone for help?"

The shop waiter next to him immediately looked at the troubled Yan Xiuyu and asked, Yan Xiuyu gave the hotel a lot of accommodation expenses, so the shopkeeper specifically told him to take good care of her.

In fact, even if the shopkeeper didn't say much, the waiter didn't dare to neglect those "errand fees" full of sincerity.

"This...I want to ask patients what kind of food is generally suitable for them? How to do it?" Yan Xiuyu rubbed his nose, and said a little embarrassedly. He had never cooked in his previous life, and he only learned a little from books. Clear seasonings and ingredients.

"Patients should not eat big fish and meat. It is better to cook some light meals, why not make porridge." The chef smiled. He is good at cooking. He has been cooking for several years, and his craftsmanship is naturally not a problem.

Hearing his words, Yan Xiuyu's eyes lit up, "Then...can you teach me?" He wanted to cook a bowl of rice for his apprentice himself.

Murong Mo is his apprentice, and now that I think about it, I feel a little guilty towards him. If he hadn't proposed it, I wouldn't have fallen into this illusion and Nanshan Village now.

"It's... simpler, so it's not a big problem." The chef said, he instructed Yan Xiuyu to make the porridge.

Yan Xiuyu first chopped up some lean meat and put it into the pot, the thick rice porridge smelled over his face.