Chapter 1161

Tang Shao threw down two words with deep meaning: "flower arrangement ~"

Stunned for a few seconds, he realized what he had meant. Lu silently blushed completely.

With an evil smile, the Tang Dynasty began to eat her delicious meal

Under the intense feeling of being noticed by T at any time, it was sunny. It's over.

Afterwards, the Tang Dynasty touched her little head with satisfaction. Lu silently was as soft as water. He was pitifully in his arms. He wanted to cry without tears

Next time, you can't provoke a man like a wolf!

It's so sad!

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Rong Shaosheng is ill. He doesn't favor his people with a small cold all year round. Suddenly, he has a high fever.

This disease, a lively tiger, suddenly weakened into a big cat.

Even the Young Marshal can bully him casually.

On the first day, the family doctor hung up a potion to reduce his fever. The situation improved a little. Luo Anning went to work at ease.

The next day, the fever didn't subside, and the water was hung again. The medicine was also taken in an increased dose. Luo Anning was a little uneasy and asked him to go to the hospital. Unexpectedly, Rong Shao hated the smell of the hospital and refused to go.

On the third day, his condition eased a little. Luo Anning stopped all his work and took care of him at home.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you?" Tuck him in, cover his horn, sweat, fall into peace, sit by the bed and ask softly.

"I don't want to eat anything." Rong Shao's face is a little haggard, and his thin lips are also a little pale. The whole person is weak and weak.

"No!" Luo Anning said positively, "you didn't eat anything in the morning, and now you don't want to eat. How about that? Let me cook some white porridge for you and cook some more dishes, OK?"

Rongshao raised his eyes, smiled at the corners of his lips, hooked his hand at her and signaled her to come to her ears.

As soon as Luo Anning leaned down, he clasped the back of his head and kissed him firmly.

His lips were so hot because of the fever that she was palpitating.

The lip flap rubbed her tender water lips, and rongshao's voice was low: "OK."

Luo Anning chuckled, and then kissed him on his beautiful and flawless face like coaxing Xiaoshuai. "Then you go to sleep first, and I'll go downstairs and make it for you."

The Young Marshal smelled the smell of rice coming from the kitchen, abandoned the building blocks in his hand, walked into the kitchen with short legs and hugged his quiet legs.

Luo Anning lowered his head and looked at the small meat ball at his feet. "Xiaoshuai, go out and play. My mother is cooking."

The little guy held his delicate head high and asked, "Ma Ma, what do you cook?"

"Do you want to cook porridge, Xiaoshuai?"

The little guy was very supportive. The melon seeds in the cerebellum were nodded and crisply said, "I want to!"

Luo Anning squatted down, pinched a small piece of cut tomato and fed it to his lips. Xiaoshuai bit it with a smile and chewed it with a small mouth. Luo Anning homeopathy said, "before drinking porridge, would you go upstairs to accompany dad? Dad is ill now. Would you go up and play with him for a while?"

As soon as he heard that he was going upstairs, Xiaoshuai was not happy. His dark eyes reflected bright light like crystal. He refused quickly and simply: "no! I want to talk to Ma Ma ~"

Luo Anning pulled down her face and pretended to be angry: "handsome, I can't help being sensible. My father loves you so much. Now he is ill. If you accompany him, he will be very happy."

Xiaoshuai thought about it in distress and put on a handsome little face, "Ma Ma kiss."

She lost her smile and kissed him on his flesh face. The little guy put his short arm around her neck and kissed her back with his small mouth.

"Xiaoshuai goes to play with ba ba."

"Good, go ~"

The little guy pursed his mouth, nodded, turned around and went upstairs.

Rong Shao slept well. Suddenly, his chest was stuffy and he woke up.