Sikong Qingying put the chopsticks into Yi Haomiao's hand.

Yi Haomiao was quite satisfied with Sikong Qingying's care, and had forgotten that Sikong Qingying wanted to leave despite his objections. He was really hungry, but after holding the chopsticks for a long time, he couldn't pick up the egg fried rice.

After repeating it two or three times, his face became a little ugly.

With a 'pop' sound, he pressed the chopsticks to the table, looking almost like he was about to explode.

Sikong Qingying immediately handed over the spoon: "Use this."

Her words made Yi Haomiao immediately think that his ugly behavior just now was seen by everyone in the eyes of Sikong Qingying, and he felt even more angry, but he endured his anger and started eating.

After only taking two spoons, he spread the egg fried rice on the table. Sikong Qingying sighed: "I'll feed you."

Yi Haomiao's handsome yet demonic face immediately turned red, and the dark red color slowly spread across his face.

Sikong Qingying naturally saw it, and just this flash of red suddenly made her feel cute about the man in front of her, who was called the Poison King.

"May I have your name?"

Yi Haomiao has rarely been so embarrassed in his life. He is now blind. He has no idea who the person in front of him is or what he looks like. The only thing that is certain is that this person has a nice fragrance and his footsteps are light.

, the voice is soft and soft, like a boy whose voice has not changed.

This should be a small boy with a slender body and a handsome face.

Yi Haomiao couldn't help but guess in his mind.

"I said, my surname is Sikong, you can just call me Xiaoying."

Lu Zicong did not let him reveal his identity, so she did not tell her full name.

Anyway, from Sikong Qingying's point of view, after three or four days, Lu Zicong came back, and she had no contact with this poison king.

Sikong Qingying packed up her clothes and Haomiao ate the remaining food and then became quiet.

Yi Haomiao became blind, and the power in his body also disappeared. His mind and consciousness were clear, but he could only stay in the darkness.

Sikong Qingying was not a person who liked to be active either. The surroundings were quiet and the darkness in front of him made Yi Haomiao very uncomfortable.

Just like how he felt after watching his sister jump off the cliff and die, he was the only one left alone.

Fortunately, there was a shallow breath beside him, which proved that someone was accompanying him.

"What time is it now?"

Yi Haomiao broke the silence.

Sikong Qingying thought for a while: "Probably Shen Shi."

"What are you doing?"

"I'm reading... uh, the medical book I borrowed from the doctor."

"Do you still know medicine?"

"I don't understand, I'm getting ready to learn."

A confident smile appeared on Yi Haomiao's handsome and charming face: "Why don't I give you a chance? You become my teacher and I teach you medicine."

He must be crazy to say such things to an insignificant person.

Sikong Qingying didn't expect Yi Haomiao to say this, and was shocked, but still refused: "No, Lu... uh, I just took a look, I'm afraid I will let down your good intentions."

Yi Haomiao put away the smile on his face and darkened his face again. There were countless people in the world who wanted to learn from him, the Poison King, but this kid who didn't know where Lu Zicong found him was unwilling to learn?

Lu Zicong's evaluation of Yi Haomiao is abnormal.

Yi Haomiao is indeed not a normal person, and the brain circuit cannot be judged by normal people. The more Sikong Qingying is unwilling to learn, the more he wants to teach: "Which book are you reading? Which page did you see?"

Sikong Qingying read the place he saw to Yi Haomiao.

Yi Haomiao nodded, and then naturally followed where Sikong Qingying was thinking.

He spoke neither slowly nor quickly, as if he was reading a book. However, he was blind now and could not see anything. What he said was exactly the same as the medical book Sikong Qingying held in his hand.

Sometimes he would briefly explain the obscure parts, which left Sikong Qingying speechless.

Did this Poison King memorize this medical book exactly?

So awesome!!!

No wonder he is Doctor Lu's senior brother, no wonder he and Doctor Lu have always been indifferent.

Sikong Qingying looked at Yi Haomiao and felt a little more admiration without realizing it.

Time just passed by Yi Haomiao's slow and moderate voice. Sikong Qingying was the best listener. He didn't feel bored at all. He listened with interest and occasionally raised questions.

The atmosphere between the two of them was surprisingly good.

It wasn't until night, when Sikong Qingying went to make dinner that Yi Haomiao stopped.

After Sikong Qingying left, he fumbled to pour himself tea and drank several cups before stopping.

Fortunately, there was still someone with him when he was in darkness.

The faint body fragrance and shallow breathing of the man made him feel inexplicably at ease, and his originally anxious mood calmed down in an instant.

Just like when he studied medicine with his master.

When sleeping at night, Sikong Qingying wanted to go to the next room, but was stopped by Yi Haomiao.

"Wouldn't it be very inconvenient if I need it at night?"

"Do you need it?" Sikong Qingying didn't understand what he meant for a moment. She thought he needed it in that way, and her face turned slightly red: "How about I ask the owner of the inn to help you find a girl?"

Yi Haomiao's entire face turned dark: "I mean...going to the toilet!!!"

He said through gritted teeth.

However, in front of this person, he was naked, naked, and so clumsy that he even had to feed him, so it didn't matter if he was a little embarrassed.

"oh……"

Sikong Qingying suddenly realized: "Then...I have paved the floor here."

In fact, there are differences between men and women. Even if Yi Haomiao needs to go to the toilet, she can't help him.

Yi Haomiao snorted coldly and said nothing.

Sikong Qingying asked the waiter to spread a mat and quilt on the floor of the room, and planned to make a floor mat on the floor.

It's autumn now, and the ground is quite cool.

When Yi Haomiao first woke up and grabbed Sikong Qingying's wrist, Yi Haomiao knew that Sikong Qingying only had very weak martial arts in his body, otherwise he would not be so defenseless in front of Sikong Qingying.

While taking off his clothes, Yi Haomiao was thinking that the child would be very cold if he slept on the ground without the internal strength to protect his body, right?

He frowned, but couldn't say anything to let Sikong Qingying sleep on the bed.

Sikong Qingying had no idea what he was thinking.

Just when Yi Haomiao was about to finish taking off his clothes, he finally thought of a good reason and said with a dark face: "The bed is too cold, go and warm it for me."

"Ah?" You still want to warm the bed? Is this poisonous king too difficult to take care of?

Sikong Qingying frowned, this was the first time she met such a person.

"Why, when Lu Zicong came to find you, didn't he give you enough money?" Yi Haomiao said sarcastically.

Sikong Qingying was startled again: "You...you know it was Doctor Lu who saved you?"

Yi Haomiao snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and go warm the bed."

Sikong Qingying thought for a while and decided to follow Yi Haomiao's words. Anyway, Yi Haomiao was blind now and had not recovered much in martial arts. She would not be the one to suffer no matter what.

"Then put your clothes on first so you don't catch a cold. I'll warm you up before you go to sleep."

After making the floor, Sikong Qingying climbed onto Yi Haomiao's bed to warm it.

In fact, Sikong Qingying was a little cold and it was not easy to warm the bed.

Before she could warm up, Yi Haomiao took off her clothes and went to bed.

"Master Yi, please wait a little longer, the bed is not warm yet."

"Shut up." Yi Haomiao's cold and stern look was completely different from the way he explained medical books to Sikong Qingying in the afternoon.

Sikong Qingying looked dumbfounded, thinking in her heart, how could there be someone more changeable than Lu Zicong? She thought Lu Zicong was a master, but she didn't expect that Yi Haomiao was even better at changing faces.

Since Yi Haomiao was about to go to bed, there was no need for her to warm the bed.

Sikong Qingying was about to get up, but then, Yi Haomiao's slender and strong arms were wrapped around her waist and pressed him on the bed.

"Don't move."

Yi Haomiao's words made Sikong Qingying freeze there: "Master Yi, what are your orders?"

"No...it's just that I like to sleep with something in my arms, so you can be my pillow."

"..." It turns out that Poison King Yi Haomiao still has this quirk.

Making pillows or something... is really awkward.

Besides, she is still a woman.
To be continued...