Dressed as a meow in the arms of the heroine of the abuse novel

In fact, Lin Yanyu has no experience in taking care of drunk people. When she or her colleagues get drunk, they usually use their kung fu to resolve it while they are resting, but there is no little girl who is so unprepared.

Her inner breath belongs to fire, so she can't use water spells to soothe Tan Changxin's hangover. Feng Xianchen's inner breath is colder, and she has no experience in hangover, so Zhuang Jingwei is responsible for sobering Tan Changxin's hangover.

Zhuang Jing summoned several packs of medicinal powder, and each pack took only a pinch of powder, mixed it into water, handed it to Lin Yanyu, and said, "Feed her to drink it all, so she won't feel bad when she wakes up tomorrow morning."

Lin Yanyu went there with the medicine bowl in her hand, but when she was feeding the medicine, she realized that Tan Changxin's lips were tightly pursed and her teeth were clenched. No matter whether she squeezed her cheeks or pried hard, she couldn't feed the medicine into it.

Lin Yanyu held the liquid medicine with spiritual energy and tried to feed it in little by little, but Tan Changxin was so bitter that she retched. She wanted to take the opportunity to feed the medicine, but she was afraid of choking it into the little girl's trachea.

After some trials, Lin Yanyu held the medicine bowl and fell silent.

It's not that she didn't expect to feed medicine mouth to mouth, but can this bloody method really work?Don't let the medicine go in at that time, she kissed him first... Oh, and she might be spit all over.

"I can't feed you." She could only go to Zhuang Jing to complain, and the calm elder sister should be able to come up with a reliable solution.

Feng Xianchen and Zhuang Jingwei were waiting in the quiet room. After listening to Lin Yanyu's description, they both fell into silence.

"Then, forget about it." After a long time, Zhuang Jingwei said slowly, "Changxin has a high level of cultivation, so it's not a problem to get drunk all night."

Feng Xianchen nodded in agreement.

"Otherwise, I wake her up to drink medicine?" The young couple chose to abandon the treatment, Lin Yanyu still wanted to struggle.

"It's even worse when you wake up, and you'll probably vomit after taking the medicine." Zhuang Jingwei said, "She drank too much, her tongue and throat should be numb, and she might choke when she vomits..."

Lin Yanyu didn't listen to the follow-up words.

After returning to the bedroom, Lin Yanyu held Qin Changxin's hand, and tried to control the water spirit in her body with the "spirit control technique".

Under her guidance, Reiki dissolves the alcohol at a very slow speed. Although the speed is too anxious for her, it is better than doing nothing.

Before the sleeping spell, Tan Changxin was actually conscious, but he couldn't see clearly and couldn't speak clearly.

And... a little too bold.

For some reason, she suddenly wanted to call Lin Yanyu "cat cat", wanted to use alcohol to bully Lin Yanyu, and listened to her helpless "meow", but she didn't know what to do to be considered "bullying".

What's more, Lin Yanyu treated her so well, out of reason, she could only rub her cat's tail and tease her a little.

But after falling into a dream, the contents of the picture books that he browsed during the day and what he saw in the bathroom yesterday are all visualized in Qin Changxin's dream.

When she finally woke up from the dream, she felt her heart was beating extremely fast, her mouth was dry and her head hurt badly.

How, how could she treat Lin Yanyu like that in her dream!

A coldness suddenly fell on his forehead, and Tan Changxin opened his eyes, only to see a hand holding a white handkerchief and moving it lightly.

On that hand, the fingers were slender and fair, and the nails were a little long, but the edges had been sharpened carefully, forming a beautiful arc, which made her dazzled just looking at it.And in the dream, it was this hand that was clasped tightly by her, and the nails scratched the back of her hand helplessly.

Tan Changxin swallowed uncontrollably, but was suddenly choked on saliva, and suddenly coughed violently.

Lin Yanyu was wiping the sweat from her forehead when she was startled by her cough, so she quickly helped her to sit up and patted her on the back.

"Water..." Tan Changxin said with difficulty, and when he met Lin Yanyu's eyes, his face immediately blushed, and even his ears and neck warmed up.

Lin Yanyu was busy pouring water, but didn't notice her strangeness.When she came back after pouring the water and handed it to Tan Changxin, the little girl had finished adjusting her breath quickly, causing all the blush on her skin to fade away and return to normal.

"Drink slowly, drink more." Lin Yanyu said, "Aren't you thirsty? Last night, your lips were too tight, and you couldn't even feed the hangover medicine and water."

sip too tight...

Tan Changxin seemed to be drinking water silently, but he was actually trying to drive these strange associations out of his mind.

The picture book should never be read again. It is said that the monster race has deep desires. What is the difference between her now and the lustful monster race?

"What time is it now?" After drinking the water, Tan Changxin asked, turning to the window while asking, but the curtains had been drawn, so she couldn't see the sky.

"It's just past Maoshi." Lin Yanyu is now able to change the time proficiently, "It's still very early, you drink the medicine, you can sleep a little longer."

She brought over the liquid medicine that had been mixed last night, scalded it with fire, passed it to Tan Changxin, and put a spoon into the bowl.

Tan Changxin just smelled it, and guessed that it was the sober medicine made by Senior Sister Zhuang. Without using a spoon, he drank the medicine in one breath. After putting down the medicine bowl, he frowned and closed his eyes, trembling uncontrollably.

"Is there any sugar?" she asked hopelessly.

"Yes." Lin Yanyu said firmly, "Do you want honey or maltose?"

Tan Changxin was startled, then stretched out his hand and said, "Maltose."

Seeing Lin Yanyu casually touching a candy box from the side of the bed, she vaguely guessed that Maomao knew that the medicine was bitter, so she prepared the candy early in the morning, and her heart felt uncontrollably warm.

When Tan Changxin was eating candy, Lin Yanyu called out the Wuyuan Fan and handed it to her: "This is the magic weapon your father gave you last night. I have already confessed to you. Put it away when you feel comfortable."

She remembered that Yang Hengyu had said that the Wuyuan Fan was a "beautiful and practical magic weapon", but the little girl was still awake, and she never unfolded the fan to study it carefully no matter how curious she was.

Tan Changxin hurriedly took the Wuyuan fan, sniffed it lightly, and sure enough, he smelled a faint fragrance of peach blossoms. When he unfolded it, he saw that the metal fan was full of peach blossoms. When he touched it, the petals were not carved. The one that went up seemed to grow out of a fan, soft and slightly damp.

Lin Yanyu was also dumbfounded, she had never seen such a magic weapon before, the peach blossom was like a living thing, with vitality.

Tan Changxin thought for a while, and with a thought, the pink peach blossoms suddenly changed from three-dimensional to flat, and after a while, they all returned to the fan surface. When he rubbed them, he felt that they had become cold metal just like the fan surface.

"A curious magic weapon!" Lin Yanyu couldn't help boasting, "Aside from being beautiful, what special functions does it have?"

"You have to put it in the dantian and slowly refine it before you can control it freely." Tan Changxin closed the Wuyuan Fan, with a hard smile on his face, "But since it has peach wood as its soul, it shouldn't be there if you want to drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts." Next."

"Why is such a beautiful and elegant fan given the name of 'No Resentment'?" Lin Yanyu asked curiously.

"'Resentment' means dissatisfaction. The so-called 'no resentment' probably means what you mean by 'perfect'." Tan Changxin carefully put away the fan of no resentment, chewing the maltose in his mouth, recalling the love of the peach blossom petals just now. Soft and wet to the touch, my thoughts drifted away uncontrollably.

In her dream, she also seemed to have found such a soft and wet place.

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