MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 26 The Lame Prince of Shura Field
After the two of them were so shy and awkward, when Cong Liang helped Wei Zi to take a bath, the water in the bucket was really cold. Fortunately, the charcoal fire outside was still warm.
Cong Liang scooped some water out of the tub and poured it outside. The sky was going to sink, and he was happily carrying the hot water into the room. He was about to wait for her rare and weak little Wei Lang to undress and take a bath, but found that Wei Zishi didn't know what to do. At that time, he had already taken off his clothes and dived into the cold water first, leaning against the edge of the bucket and shivering.
Cong Liang pouted at the door, walked quickly to the bucket, and called Wei Zishi to the side, she slowly mixed the hot water into it, stirred it well, turned around and went out to add a basin of warm water to wash Wei Zishi's hair.
The effect of the nutrient solution didn't make Wei Zishi feel better for a while. After washing halfway, he didn't know whether the hot water was evaporating or Wei Zishi was exhausted.
Congliang saw that the sweat on people's heads was flowing, and wanted to help, but Wei Zishi refused. Congliang had to hold one of Wei Zishi's arms with one hand, while Wei Zishi washed his teeth and chirped with one hand.
"Why are you being so stubborn?" Cong Liang raised his hand to hold Wei Zishi's arm, and his head was facing the ground when it was placed on the edge of the barrel according to Wei Zishi's request.
After the last process of rinsing his mouth, when he was about to get out of the bath to flush, Wei Zishi pushed Cong Liang out, and Cong Liang looked at his pale face, afraid that he would fall and would not go out, and the two almost quarreled.
Wei Zishi's face darkened again, and Cong Liang quickly raised his hands to express his surrender, "What are you holding on to?" Cong Liang said helplessly as he retreated, "Don't be embarrassed, you can just treat me as a palace maid... tsk."
When looking at Wei Zi, the virtue of defending her like a wolf has turned into a Dou E from being wronged in a good place. She has no evil thoughts at all, she is just afraid of someone falling. Want to get closer to the person she likes, what can she do?
No matter how much she likes someone, she's still a bitch. If a man doesn't cooperate with her, he will just kiss and hug her. What kind of big thing can he do?
Besides, Congliang is not in a hurry. She has always been impatient, but she is an exception to Wei Zishi. When she was tempted, she was stimulated by an "arrow through the heart". But liking someone is not about being unable to control yourself.
When she wanted to find a place in Wei Zishi's place, when she told herself that she would pull down after revenge, it was not another kind of muddy foot, and the black iron chain was not only on Wei Zishi's foot.
When Wei Zishi was caught, he was restrained and restrained, pressing down on his thoughts of trying to provoke Wei Zishi, but Wei Zishi dragged her out three times at night, and when she retaliated by pressing the person under the quilt and hugging her, she knew that it was impossible. Rare heart tightens, she is the first time to be so rare alone, Wei Zishi is difficult to serve, fierce, hands-on, and arrogant, but Cong Liang is also **** weird, she still eats this tune, this kind of "superior" "I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet, and if you don't work hard, you will regret it.
It was precisely because of this plague that she picked up the heart that had been thrown on the ground and stained with soil, picked it up, washed it, drew a pattern, and carefully presented it again. It was an unexpected joy just now. She planned to go on a long march of 25,000 miles, but she didn't want to escape from death. Wei Zishi took the lead in giving her a victory in the first battle.
Congliang smiled softly from the door, she was rough and rough, she has been strong since she was a child, she could be a man and run a family, she never thought she was a girl, and she was going to be spoiled by this and that person who was very dear to her. I don't care if I suffer a little, and I'm never stingy.
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sound of "Wow!" in the room. Cong Liang quickly pushed the door and entered the room. Sure enough, Wei Zishi was completely gone, and the water in the bathtub smashed all over the floor. When he got into the tub, he pulled Wei Zishi's arm and pulled the man out of the tub. It was so soft that he had already passed out.
Congliang held the person and took him out of the tub. Although she was strong, Wei Zishi was soft and slippery, and she was not too small. No matter how you helped her, she would slip out. Moreover, at this time, Wei Zishi was still swaying. It's a bit too exciting to say the truth, and there is no place to put my eyes.
Congliang took advantage of the darkening sky outside to clean up for others, but she did not dare to put on wax, so she could rinse them with clean water, dry them, stuff them in a clean bed, and the house was full It was dark, and Cong Liang was completely wet, so he had to flush himself again, lighted the candle, and got into the bed.
After knocking on the system for a long time, the system did not respond. Usually, no matter how impatient he was, he would respond to Congliang.
The charcoal basin was glowing red, the oven was warm, and the pen and paper were ready on the table. From Liangliang to the system until midnight, there was no response, and I remembered that it was useless to wait until she was there. During those years she studied, modern characters were all available. Reluctantly, using this ancient pen and paper, I am afraid that I have to rely on drawing.
In the quilt, Congliang held Wei Zishi's hand very cleanly. Wei Zishi's knuckles were well-proportioned, warm and dry. He had been an emperor since he was a child. None, the skin is particularly tender and easy to touch.
Congliang thought about feeding the nutrient solution tomorrow. She came to read the recipe for Wei Zidai to write the recipe. She knocked on the system again, but there was no response. Congliang yawned. It was late at night. She should be holding the rare Wei. Time for the wolf to sleep.
She got up and blew wax, her mouth just pouted, Congliang was unwilling again, she felt that she was very flustered, everyone passed out, she was so busy and tired, but she couldn't even see the whole thing, this is not a **** Lost to death.
Such a rare opportunity, if Wei Zishi was awake, she wouldn't even have a chance to look at her small breasts...
The hand holding the candlestick trembled a little, but Congliang lifted the quilt tremblingly. In order to create a scene where raw rice was cooked and cooked tomorrow morning, Congliang didn't hang any cloth on Wei Zishi's body.
The candle shadow danced, reflecting the girl's red face, not shy but excited.
From Liangshangsan Road to Xiasan Road, the terrain, fork, and speed limit potholes on all roads were thoroughly explored. Only then did I cover the quilt and tuck it in with satisfaction, put the candlestick back in its original position with trembling hands, and sat at midnight in the middle of the night. Rub your face on the edge of the table.
Alas, Wei Zishi has a very good figure, even if the disabled legs are slightly thinner, it has no effect on the overall image at all. If you don't observe carefully, you can't find it at all. Cong Liang rubbed his hot face, and pouted his legs and pursed his lips.
The most important thing, I didn't expect Wei Zishi to be so thin and thin, but the important objects are strictly according to the height and the length of the legs, or the length of the normal long legs, too... Emma .
It is much more energetic than the iron pillars of their village.
From Liang et al.'s face, the enthusiasm went over, and he crawled into the quilt, arched it around for a long time, and hugged it... This body temperature is a bit wrong, so I quickly touched the forehead under the armpit, and yes, the person has a high fever.
The system swears that it is not stinging, and tells Congliang that the nutrient solution should not be drunk too often. This thing is useless if it is too diligent. Now the prescription for the plague has not been formulated, and there is no medicine available. The nutrient solution is all forced to hide by the system. When he got up, Congliang knocked on the system several times, but there was no response, so he had to put on his clothes and fetch water to physically cool down.
All night, Congliang wiped Wei Zishi's body from left to right again and again, the high fever did not go away, Wei Zishi babbled, his misty eyes opened twice, his slender finger pointed at Congliang's nose and muttered, "Why do you have to do it again?" It's you, what are you doing in my dreams, get out!" After a while, "I just don't like you, who told you not to fasten the chain..."
Cong Liang was said to be confused, uh ah ah, cooperated, tossed hard in the second half of the night, Wei Zishi vomited again, only water was vomited, thinking that there was nothing in his stomach, retching Cong Liangzhi felt distressed.
When she only thought about Wei Zi, she liked cleanliness the most, and the first and most important thing must be washing up, and she forgot about feeding people porridge...
Congliang reheated the rice porridge in the middle of the night, like coaxing a child. He gave Wei Zishi a bowl. When the system came back, he gave him another nutrient solution. Wei Zishi tossed all night and was full of nonsense. I was afraid that he was more tired than Congliang. The fever subsided a little, and then he fell asleep peacefully.
Wei Zishi slept soundly, and the system villain came out of the space, his expression was a little sluggish.
"Where's the prescription?" Congliang was busy working all night, his hair was messy, and although he had a good foundation and dark circles under his eyes were not obvious, his face was not very good, and he was inactive with the system.
"Are you really exchanging my body and cooking noodles for me?" The system questioned Congliang with his hands behind his back.
"Really, when have I lied to you, it's not all of you who lied to me." Congliang stretched out his hand, "Give me the prescription, and I will draw slowly according to it."
The system held the front and handed it to Congliang. It was a piece of grayish-yellow paper. I didn't know what era it was from. There was a rough edge on one side, as if it had been torn from somewhere.
She also thought that the system directly displayed the prescription on her face, just like the plot. Cong Liang saw that the handwriting was very clear, some she knew and some she didn't, but fortunately there was no need to copy it again.
The prescription was put away, and he planned to send someone to the second brother at dawn, and then have someone follow the prescription to catch him. He quickly cured Wei Zishi's illness. Looking back, the system villain looked at her in a trance. Hit the same wilting.
Congliang has never seen the virtue of the system. When he was shocked by the package, his head became a quadrilateral, and he had never been so sluggish. He couldn't help but ask worriedly, "What's wrong? The main system punished you?"
The system said that the recipe will come out in a month, it must be adjusted through unconventional channels, and what Cong Liang can think of is that the system has been treated by the main system.
The system shook his head and asked, "When will you exchange my body for me? When will this world get the guarantee and compensation points?"
Congliang licked his lips, put the system villain on his lap and put his arms around Fang's head, without saying a word.
This time, I am afraid that she will cheat again. Not only did she serve Wei Zi last night, but she also connected with the main system, and the compensation and guaranteed points are no longer needed. She has the authority to stay in this world until natural death. Yes, there is no way to exchange the body for the system.
But it's okay to make noodles, she can eat noodles while no one secretly cleans up the system for a lifetime.
The system opened its hands and hugged Congliang. It might have swindled the only good friend last night. I'm afraid no one will eat noodles with him in the future...
At dawn, Cong Liangxian shared the nutrient solution with several people, and quickly sent Qiuyue to deliver the prescription to the second brother, and asked Qiuyue to take more medicine according to the prescription, Wei Zishi and the two little waiters could drink it, She and Chunhua Qiuyue also had to drink preventive measures. The nutrient solution was about to run out, and her novice points were gone. In the words of the system, she would go bankrupt.
The second brother didn't believe that Cong Liang could come up with any prescription. He was surprised when Qiuyue brought it in the morning, and he was even more puzzled when he saw the handwriting. His sister was not in this handwriting at all. Where should the prescription come from? plague?
Qiuyue copied a prescription and followed the second brother's carriage all the way into the city. The second brother had no doubts about his sister's words, but the origin of the prescription was unknown. , Qiuyue followed the prescription and knocked on the door of the hospital to get the medicine.
Although the plague is rampant, everyone is in danger. But Qiuyue was with a soldier who was assigned to her by her second brother, which made it much easier to get medicine. Following Congliang's instructions, she bought a lot at one time.
The imperial physicians gathered in the palace, and the prescriptions were read in turn. The old guys stroked their old beards and called them a second. The prescriptions were not only symptomatic, but the most rare thing was that the prices of common medicinal materials were simple.
The second brother came out with the prescription and drove the carriage out of the palace. He was not in a hurry to buy the medicine, nor was he in a hurry to find someone to spread the prescription. All the old guys would be driven crazy if they couldn't think of a prescription, and suddenly one fell from the sky. , I'm not sure if they were in a hurry to unload the burden, so they put Fang Zi's hype, picked up Qiuyue, who was covered in large and small bags, and returned to the villa.
At the gate of the villa, the second brother called two soldiers to help Qiuyue carry things, pulled Qiuyue and told people, "When it's done, bring me a bowl first." Qiuyue nodded and agreed that he was there. In the city, people who are often exposed to the plague should drink it first to prevent it.
When Qiuyue went back, a few people were busy cooking the medicine. After it was cooked, she took the lead and brought a bowl to the second brother.
Congliang didn't delay. He pinched his nose and drank a bowl first. The two little servants handed it over to Chunhua Qiuyue, and he ran over to feed Wei Zishi.
Wei Zishi drank porridge and nutrient solution last night and went to bed. It didn't take a while for him to wake up. He was woken up by Liangzuan's quilt. Before Qiuyue came back, Cong Liangzheng used raw rice to cook rice, teasing Wei Zishi. Make people responsible.
When Congliang entered the room, Wei Zishi still had his head down and pursed his lips. His hands were pressed against the quilt and his face turned blue. When Congliang just woke him up, Wei Zishi's confused face was very funny. It's just that after the "crime scene" was discovered, Wei Zishi's face was not right, like the little daughter-in-law who was killed by the bandits.
"What?" Cong Liang came in with the medicine bowl in his hand, "I can't remember how you attacked me last night..."
"Come here, don't think about it, drink the medicine and think slowly." Congliang sat next to Wei Zishi with the medicine bowl in hand, and saw that she was just as virtuous as she had just gone out. After so long, her medicine was ready. Wei Zishi's fingers turned blue, and Congliang finally realized that something was wrong after another eight hundred beats.
Putting the medicine bowl on the small table, Cong Liang squeezed Wei Zi's hand away from the bed, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"
Wei Zishi squeezed too much with his hands, his fingers were stiff and cold, he slid it away from Liang and was pulled back.
He stared at the quilt with drooping eyes. He couldn't see his expression clearly, and his lips were tightly pursed. Congliang bent over to take a look. If he was angry, he didn't look like it. What happened to the last guy, Congliang really doesn't understand what's going on like this.
"What's the matter?" Congliang felt that his head was better than the system, "...I was joking with you this morning, really, you didn't attack me, didn't you look down on me at all..." Congliang pouted and said I don't feel good about myself either.
"Drink the medicine first, I won't make jokes like this in the future, okay?"
"You drank the medicine...you're really unhappy," Cong Liang looked at Wei Zishi's clenched lips, "I'll..."
"Have you seen it all?" Wei Zi Shiyin was full of anger.
"What are you looking at?" Cong Liang asked with a confused expression when he was disturbed.
After a while, when Wei Zishi turned his angry gaze, Cong Liang was able to react, and the cold sweat broke down. Turning around, bowing her head, she felt a bitter storm in her heart, thunder and lightning flashed. Could it be that when she lifted the quilt and studied it last night, no one fell asleep?
No way... If she hadn't fallen asleep, she would have gotten used to looking at people like that, and Wei Zishi didn't even cut her out.
"Hey!" Wei Zishi sneered, staring at Congliang with red eyes, "I'm really not happy, what about you?"
"Huh?" Cong Liang was going to be mad at Wei Zishi's slapstick and broom, "I'm not very good..." What else can I do, can I wave my hand gracefully without taking away a cloud? If I could, I would have been able to do it already, don't I miss you?
"You are the queen mother, you don't want anyone, why do you have to have me..." Wei Zishi frowned, and his words were firm, "Is it a disability?"
Cong Liang blinked his eyes in confusion for a while, but smiled instead, patted his forehead, licked his lips, professionally indifferent for 800 years, and opened his mouth again.
Wei Zishi was concerned about his disability being seen by her. It was nothing, not awkward, not hypocritical, but what he cared about most was covering the scars he had hidden over the years and being seen by her. His anger was a desperate roar, and his stern words were just because at a loss.
Congliang suddenly felt very distressed. No matter how scary and terrifying the scars were, no one but himself knew what kind of pain it would cause. Others might sigh and sigh when they saw it, but no one could empathize with other people's wounds.
Cong Liang didn't understand either. She was not disabled and didn't understand Wei Zishi's pain, but she could see the care in Wei Zishi's eyes, his panic and embarrassment.
"Zishi," Cong Liang stretched out his hand to hug Wei Zishi, still in the pre-announced gesture. He was pushed twice by Wei Zishi with a cold face, and still approached with his arms outstretched. The third time he finally got his wish and kept Wei Zishi's waist.
Cong Liang recklessly rubbed his hairy head, which was flying around without hair oil, in Wei Zishi's arms, "I see." Cong Liang could clearly feel Wei Zishi's instant stiffness.
"I've seen it all," Cong Liang said as he stared at Wei Zi with his face raised. "After you passed out last night, I deliberately took the candlestick and lifted the quilt to see it inch by inch." He even started to touch it.
Wei Zishi's face was blue and white, and he was about to open his mouth when Cong Liang held it down with his small hand.
"Listen to me," Cong Liang let go of Wei Zishi and sat up straight, took the most serious gesture she could, and concluded in a more serious tone than discussing the friendship and diplomatic relations between the two countries, "I see, I I like it very much."
"The body is very well-proportioned, although not strong, but the body is neither fat nor thin, but smooth," Congliang said carefully, "The body hair is distributed evenly, not thick, soft and not sticky, and the legs are slender, one is a little thin, but not at all. If you look closely, you won't notice, really, overall...it's really nice."
"As for that..."
"you shut up-"
Wei Zishi's expression was indescribable, his face blushed and he covered Congliang's mouth, "Why are you so shameless!"
Cong Liang smiled and rolled his eyes, and when he saw Wei Zi, he could scold people, and he knew that people had returned to normal. He stretched out his little tongue and licked Wei Zishi's palm, successfully making people retract his hand.
Congliang was holding the cold medicine bowl, intending to reheat it again, but when he turned around, he suddenly stretched out his arms to put his arms around Wei Zishi's neck, pressed his ear against Wei Zishi's ear, and covered Wei Zishi's words just now. He took a breath and blew into Wei Zishi's ear.
"...very big."
His ears were caught off guard by the hot breath and words of extreme shame. Wei Zi would not be able to respond for a while, and when Cong Liang was running away with his bowl in hand, he opened his mouth with a horrific expression and stared at the empty door for a long time. He pulled the quilt and covered his face.
After a pair of decoctions went down, Wei Zishi was not able to get up as he wished, and the two little servants did not improve. At night, Wei Zishi started to develop a high fever again. Rub your body to physically cool down.
Wei Zishi was groggy and vomited twice, fearing that it would be too uncomfortable to vomit on an empty stomach, so Congliang fed him porridge and sugar water again, and went to Gong's room in the middle of the night.
It was still early in the morning. Wei Zishi drank the decoction and nutrient solution and fell asleep. Cong Liang hurriedly brought out the system villain and asked if the formula was wrong.
The system despised her for her lack of knowledge. Fang Zi was definitely right, but it wasn't an elixir. If she knocked it, she could go to heaven. How could it be so easy.
Cong Liangyi thinks too, the common cold still takes a week, and they all say that the disease comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread. This plague is so fierce, it should not be so easy to heal.
Sleepy during the day, feverish nonsense at night, vomiting and diarrhea, Cong Liang counted seven days with his fingers, but Wei Zishi showed no signs of improvement, and the nutrient solution was gone.
After ten days or so, Wei Zishi had no time to wake up for the whole day. He was either drowsy or talking nonsense all day. He lost two laps of weight.
During this period, the second brother came twice, and every time he came and went to see the state of Wei Zishi and the two little servants, he immediately left hurriedly.
The only thing that is fortunate is that Congliang and Chunhuaqiuyue have no symptoms of infection. He drank the decoction three times a day. Congliang hadn't slept well for ten consecutive days. .
When Wei Zishi woke up in a daze, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Cong Liang with his chicken head on his head, sitting on his feet and resting on the edge of the bed, clutching his hands and sleeping.
When feeding him and drinking medicine, this woman always behaves like a child, and promises that after drinking it, it will be fine. Wei Zishi's mouth slowly curved up. It wasn't when he was completely awake, after so many days. Well, I drank so much medicine and it didn't work, so it probably couldn't be cured.
Wei Zishi moved the fingertips that were caught, and couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. This woman is really top-notch. Now... even when he was serving Gong, there was no obstacle to being served, and he didn't know it was the effect of the pain and suffering , or this woman's wish is about to come true.
The fingertips gently hooked into his palm, squinting at the blue and black under the sleeping man's eyes, thinking that no matter how many times he tossed every night, he would not be served with a single complaint. Pitiful.
He now believes in the sincerity of this woman. He can leave a good palace protected by thousands of people and not stay there. He takes the risk of getting sick to come to him, and the empress dowager of the court is so hard-working like a little maid. Serving him should be sincere.
This is also the first time since he was born that someone is so crazy for him. Wei Zishi feels that everything can be forgiven. After all, she has never practiced her threats, and he will return it with anger and retaliation, entanglement. After so long, in the following days, she was the one who suffered back and forth.
It's just a little bit pitiful, pity myself and pity this woman, Wei Zishi lightly scratched Congliang's palm with his fingers, closed his eyes, even if he believed it, he could accept it, what's the use? The taboo wall of...
What's more, these thoughts are now extravagant, drowsiness strikes, Wei Zishi gently holds Congliang back, he doesn't know how long he can last.
On the 16th day, apart from talking nonsense at night, Wei Zishi had no time to wake up during the day. The prescription was useless, but Congliang still drank and fed it three times a day. Subcutaneous bleeding began to appear in Wei Zishi's eyes and some parts of his body. , Congliang cried twice, and at one point collapsed.
But last night, after Wei Zishi vomited, he was sober for a while. For the first time, he took the initiative to hug Congliang and kissed Congliang's forehead lightly.
Congliang suddenly stopped panicking. Her initial desire was not greedy for eternity. She just wanted to get back with this handsome little brother. Now that Wei Zishi has hugged her and kissed her, it means she has accepted her. , but it couldn't last as long as she had hoped.
The system didn't show up for many days, saying that it was to find out what was wrong. When Congliang took good care of Wei Zi every day, the second brother came almost every other day. Everyone was stunned, and they didn't know what to drink three times a day.
On the twenty-fifth day, the system came back in a hurry, bringing bad news and good news to Congliang. The bad news is that the prescription is really useless now.
The good news is that people who drink this prescription won't get better, but they won't die. It's just that this should have appeared in a month. Even if it is taken out in advance, it will take effect in a month, so as long as you stick to it for five more years. God, it will work.
After so many days, the second brother turned out to be the first to discover that this prescription does not cure the disease but does not kill people. He spread the prescription a long time ago, and also set up an iron pot outside the city to boil the medicine every day. Those who insisted on drinking it did not die. Now, as long as the prescription takes effect in five days, these people will all survive.
These five days have been a bit difficult for Congliang. Wei Zishi has lost a lot of weight. He used to have a big buttocks, but now the meat is loose. Congliang can't sleep at night, and he can't sleep much during the day. Wei Zishi not only vomited He couldn't eat too much, and there were signs of incontinence. The state was not even paralyzed. At least a person who was paralyzed was still awake. Wei Zishi's state was basically the same as a vegetative state.
A month is a month.
Congliang was half asleep and half awake every day habitually, one nerve was used to sleep, and ten nerves were used to keep watch at night. When he fell asleep, he suddenly felt itchy on the top of his head, stretched out his hand and scratched, and caught a disturbed finger.
"Zishi?" Cong Liang quickly rubbed his eyes open with his other hand, and when he saw Wei Zishi, he really woke up.
Congliang helped him up, put his arms around Wei Zishi's waist, put his head on Wei Zishi's chest and dropped a few beans, Wei Zishi looked down at her messy hair and sighed, "I'm hungry..."
He didn't speak for a long time, Wei Zishi's movements were low and hoarse, and he didn't hear much when he spoke, but Congliang, as if he had secured a radar, wiped his face and let go, and rushed out to warm up the porridge.
After a while, Cong Liang brought in rice porridge and gargle salt.
This month's training can be said to be very effective. Cong Liangxian is now serving people. He is called Shunliu. He rinsed his mouth when he helped Wei Zishi, and also rinsed himself. Blow, then "sucked" and took a sip and put it in his mouth.
When the pouting mouth was about to stick to Wei Zishi's mouth, the Wei Zishi with a strange expression pressed his shoulders and stopped the progress.
"...What are you doing?" Wei Zishi's thin fingertips pointed to Liangdu's lips and pushed them away.
"Gu Dong" reluctantly swallowed the porridge in his mouth, picked up the spoon and stirred the porridge bowl, and said vaguely, "I'll give you a taste of the hot and cold..." You don't open your mouth unconsciously, I've been feeding it like this these days.
From Liang, he scooped a bit of hot and cold from the bowl and brought it to Wei Zishi's mouth.
Cong Liang's hands froze, remembering that this difficult sixth prince could not eat the porridge she drank, and all the hair on his face drooped down in an instant, "Okay, I know about the little ancestor..." The one who accepted his fate had to withdraw his hand and go again. Serve a new bowl.
But before he could shrink back, Wei Zishi opened his thief Jingui's mouth, held the spoon lightly, took a sip, and drank the porridge.
He scooped another spoonful from Liangxiously, and Wei Zishi drank it very cooperatively.
When the bottom of the bowl was reached, the last spoonful of porridge was finished... The spoon was not pulled back, and was bitten by Wei Zishi.
Cong Liang held the handle of the spoon, starting from the fingertips all the way down the numb arm to the heart, swallowed, and met Wei Zishi's deep eyes.
Not sure if Wei Zishi's behavior, strictly speaking, is flirting.
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