MTL - Ma’am, Your Little Dragon Cub is Four and a Half Years Old (Lady Is a Dragon)-Chapter 33 Si Mingjing: Oh! she came to die 1

  Chapter 33 Si Mingjing: Aww! she came to die 1

  He made it himself.

   After cooking in the kitchen for more than an hour, he fried some crispy crispy meat, and he fed Si·Q version Menglong·Mingjing bite by mouthful.

  Si Mingjing's eyes and nose, the nose and the heart, the sweet taste rushed into her breath, she did not resist the temptation of delicious food...

Simply let go, the dragon version of the boss is sitting, his back is comfortably leaning against Mo Yinhe's arms, the two little dragon's feet are spread wide, and the two little dragon's claws are drooping on Mo Yinhe's body, revealing a chunk of belly Light pink fluff, the little tail is still shaking...

  Mo Yinhe simply loves her arrogant appearance waiting for others to serve her.

   Exactly the same as in memory!

  He fed her bird's nest porridge, and she opened her mouth to eat deliciously.

  Mo Yinhe had never felt that the night was so beautiful, she snuggled into his arms, let him feed her, and the little dragon's paws patted her belly contentedly.

  Mo Yinhe's missing heart will be filled by her sated cuteness.

  Afterwards, Mo Yinhe picked up a bowl of steaming Chinese medicine on the table, closed his eyes, and felt bored.

  Traditional Chinese medicine that is so bitter that the tongue tingles, suddenly, it seems that it is not so bitter, but with a little bit of bitterness and sweetness.

  Mo Yinhe decided that he must take care of his body as soon as possible.

  Si Mingjing, whose tail was twitching, saw him cleanly drinking the medicine, judged the time of his appearance, and suddenly fell silent.

   No longer thinking about how to escape from the force field shield, but settle down with the situation.

   It’s also good, for the sake of the sweet and delicious bird’s nest porridge he fed her, give him another calorie tonight, so that he won’t cough up blood anymore!

  So in the following time, Si Mingjing was quite well-behaved.

   "Boom boom boom!"

  Knocking on the door outside the bedroom late at night, "Brother, I'll take care of you."

   "Go to the sky!"

  Where does Mo Yinhe need such a big light bulb late at night?

   And this kid is so tired, he dared to pull down the main power switch of the manor last night!

   "Brother, don't be angry. I really didn't turn off the power. Why should I turn off the power in this cold weather? I'm more wronged than Dou E. No wonder it's snowing outside!"

   "Brother, do you know where Miss Si has gone? I haven't seen her all day today, and Xiaobai is going crazy, throwing temper tantrums all the time, and won't even eat dinner!"

   Late at night, he broke his throat by shouting outside the door, and no one in the bedroom paid any attention to him.

  Depressed late at night, I thought: Forget it, how can I not know what's going on with my brother? I will definitely have a high fever in the middle of the night, so I should go to Miss Si now!

  Going downstairs late at night, when I was about to go out to find someone, I bumped into the housekeeper who came in to report: "Third young master, the Song family is calling outside to see you."

  Your Excellency, it refers to Mo Yinhe.

   Ye Shen's face sank visibly: "Do they still dare to come? Don't you know how to send them away and report them, because you think I'm not annoying enough?"

  The butler originally wanted to send the Song family away directly, but...

The housekeeper said: "Mr. Song didn't come alone. There was also the Minister of Health of Country A and several academicians from the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine. They said that Miss Si's prescription would make you very ill and your life was dying. They must rush over here." Stop it, if you take a slow step, if something happens to you, they are afraid of causing international disputes."

Ye Shen frowned: "Is it so exaggerated? Why didn't I see my brother was dying? Forget it, you can invite them in. You don't need to give the face of Mr. Song, but you still have to give the face of the Minister of Health and the academicians of the Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine. of."

  (end of this chapter)