Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 97: My husband's cousin

"I can't even protect myself, how can I protect you."

Luo Minghuan's voice was as soft as talking to himself, with a sense of self-deprecating.

She lifted her chin lightly, with a chill.

It's a pity that Junzishu is a surprisingly talented character, but he is trapped in a cage and rotted a little bit.

"Then I will protect you."

Gentleman Shu came to Luo Minghuan, raised his head and looked at her, with a bright expression on his face.

"I'm very powerful, and I have a lot of strength. Even the second cow can't beat me. If someone bullies you in the future, just tell me and I will help you beat her."

Jun Zi Shu bulged his cheeks and waved his small fists.

"Ha, how old are you and still want to protect me?"

Luo Minghuan pokes Jun Zishu's face with some baby fat with his fingers. The shot is soft and feels good.

"I am seventeen years old, very big!"

The gentleman made a gesture, showing that he is really big and big.

"Still a child."

Luo Minghuan poked the gentleman's book again, and his mood seemed to be much better.

Seventeen-year-old, fifteen-year-old looks, seven-year-old inside.

"No, why are your hands so cold? I'll call you."

Jun Zishu felt that the fingers on her face were really cold, especially when it was held in her hand.

She wrapped one of Luo Minghuan's hands with both hands, blowing heat into it, rubbing her hands.

Luo Minghuan was taken aback, the warmth in the palm of her hand made her feel very strange.

The girl in front of her was blowing her breath very seriously, pursing her lips, her appearance was soft and cute.

Compared with her hands, those hands were healthier and milky white.

She looks innocent and carefree, she should be well raised.

"Do you feel warmer now?"

Jun Zishu stopped and looked up at Luo Minghuan begging for praise.

"Ok."

Luo Minghuan took his hands out of those hands. When the warm current disappeared, the fingers still had the same touch, and they felt reluctant to give up.

The wooden door was lightly slammed, and the voice of a maid rang out at the door.

"Second lady, your medicine."

"Come in."

The maid put the medicine on the table, and the white porcelain bowl was filled with jet black concoction. The taste made people feel that the roots of the tongue were bitter.

Luo Minghuan picked up the bowl and drank it in small sips.

The maid handed the veil, Luo Minghuan wiped the corners of her lips, she reached out to take it, and left with the bowl.

From beginning to end, I didn't dare to look up at the book of gentlemen.

The door was closed, and Jun Zi Shu spoke.

"Miangong, you are too good!"

"Ok?"

Luo Minghuan, who had finished drinking the medicine, raised his eyes and saw his newly-baked little lady looking at her with sparkling adoring eyes, somewhat inexplicably.

"I used to be sick, and my mother asked me to take medicine. I refused to drink, so she coaxed me. I took a sip and immediately vomited out, but it was bitter. In the end, my mother beat me and forced me to drink it. But my mother later gave me candied fruit, which is sweet."

Jun Zishu frowned first, then smiled.

When Luo Minghuan listened to her, he could not help but feel a little amused when this person was wiping away tears and drinking medicine aggrievedly. The whole face of the suffering was wrinkled, and he couldn't help feeling a little funny.

"You can finish the medicine without eating the candied fruit, it's too powerful."

The gentleman's book looked at Luo Minghuan like he was watching a hero.

You can do things that children find great, and in their eyes, you are a hero.

Luo Minghuan squeezed his finger, this little fool.

She didn't speak, and the room fell silent.

In a short while, the sound of his stomach growling broke the silence.

"hungry?"

Luo Minghuan's eyes rolled on Jun Zi Shu's belly, and Jun Zi Shu was embarrassed to cover his belly and squat his mouth.

"They didn't give me food today. They gave me an apple there, but they didn't allow me to eat it. They let me hold it in my hand. I haven't eaten anything for a day."

Jun Zishu showed mourning all over his body, straddling his face, accusing the group of people for giving her food but not letting her eat too much.

"Can Yuanyuan eat?"

Junzishu looked at Luo Minghuan expectantly, pulling at the corner of her clothes.

Luo Minghuan didn't answer, but he heard the same words again.

"Mother said, after I marry you, I won’t be hungry anymore. You can drink spicy food! But my mother said again, I have to listen to you obediently, otherwise you will be angry and you won’t let me eat If I have something, I will be locked up in the wood shed and let me stay in it alone. There are rats and insects in it. It's so miserable. I'm obedient. Can I eat?"

Jun Zishu's eyes were bright, looking extremely cute.

Luo Minghuan chuckled and found the little fool in front of him, a little trick.

"Like the cloud."

She called out loudly, and there was a figure shaking outside the house.

"Miss, the servant is here, do you have any orders?"

"Let the kitchen make some congee."

"Yes."

"Have a good rest, someone will come to feed you later, cough cough cough."

When Luo Minghuan finished speaking, he let out another depressed cough, and his pale face was filled with sickly flushing.

"Aren't you sleeping with me?"

Looking at Junzishu, Luo Minghuan had the intention to leave and asked with a confused expression.

"You have a cold body and sleep with you. You are afraid that you will not sleep well."

Luo Minghuan shook his head, his eyes seemed to be faint, making it hard to see the emotions inside.

"I slept well. My mother said that even thunder won't wake me up. Hong Hong also said that the bride is going to live with the groom."

Luo Minghuan hooked his lips, but didn't want to argue with Jun Zishu, turned around and left.

But suddenly he felt a gust of wind, he was hugged by someone, and a warm soft person was stuck behind him.

Luo Minghuan, who had never been so close to others, froze.

"I'll go wherever you go, you have to take me with you."

Luo Minghuan covered his lips, coughed muffledly, and his body shook for a while.

Jun Zishu quickly patted her on the back to help her get along.

"Msang Gong, don't you want Yuanyuan, okay? Yuanyuan is obedient."

Sister, please, let's sleep together, girls are really not afraid.

Jun Zishu tried to pretend to be cute and cute, but he felt that it was impossible.

Luo Minghuan could know the expression of the girl behind him without having to look up.

It must be panic and pitiful.

The girl's eyes are like her name, round and round, and when looking at people, people can feel her sincerity.

Luo Minghuan felt that there was probably an accident in her life.

Close to her body, unlike her broken body, with healthy and vigorous vitality, like a new bud, stretching the body.

She looked so innocent, completely different from the lifeless place hidden under the gorgeous shell.

Luo Minghuan turned around, and the girl just followed and fell into her arms.

The girl's body is well-proportioned, neither plump nor thin, and it feels good when held.

"it is good."

Looking at the gentleman's book, Luo Minghuan said something like a ghost, and when she realized what she had agreed, it would be too late to regret.

Obviously her original plan was not like this.

Before Luo Minghuan could be upset, she saw the smile on Junzishu's face. She smiled in her arms and blinked at her.

That annoyance was washed away in this way, it seemed that even the whole body was glowing with sweetness.

Luo Minghuan sighed inwardly, no matter how innocent such a person is.

Ruyun soon brought the porridge and side dishes, put them on the table, and exited the room.

The porridge is meat porridge, sprinkled with chopped green onion, which looks delicious.

Jun Zishu carried the skirt and couldn't wait to walk over. The pearl hairpin on her head shook wildly. She and her impatiently pulled out the things on her head, and no matter how valuable it was, she threw it aside.

Jun Zi Shu gave himself a mouthful, stood up when he was scalded, fanned his mouth, and vaguely swallowed the porridge.

Acting as a little fool is really a test of acting skills.

There is also a kind of courage to know that there are tigers in the mountains, and to go to the tiger mountains.

Xiao Huaxian laughed to death. When he saw the gentleman book acting like a baby, he couldn't help but recall the mighty and domineering appearance of its host in the past, and then smiled at his aunt.

It is impossible to laugh at the host in front of the host, it is impossible in this life.

The little flower fairy peeped at the screen silently, and watched in secret.

When it was almost time to eat, Jun Zishu suddenly stopped and went to take a look at Luo Minghuan.

"Are you hungry, do you want to drink porridge, this is the best porridge I have ever had."

Jun Zishu's face was full of contentment, and he pointed to Luo Minghuan at the porridge, but he clenched the spoon tightly, a little bit reluctant.

"You drink it."

Luo Minghuan only thinks the little fool is very interesting, even eating is very interesting.

Is this eating and eating, suddenly remembering to please her?

She didn't even care about flattering actions. After she expressed her intentions, she breathed a sigh of relief and continued to eat.

After he was full, Jun Zishu wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked at Luo Minghuan with his eyes dripping again.

"What else do you want?"

"No more."

Jun Zishu rubbed his belly, ran to the bed, and sat on the bed.

There was no white cloth on the bed, and there was nothing under the sheets, such as longan, peanut, jujube, and the like. The two women got married and gave birth to a precious son early. If one of them is really pregnant, it would be strange.

"Msang Gong, come to bed."

Jun Zishu yawned, and water splashed in her eyes. She wiped her eyes and wiped away the dampness.

She patted the bed and invited Luo Minghuan.

Junzishu undressed herself clumsily, and she was in a hurry without untying it for a long time.

"Why can't this clothes be taken off."

"I come."

Luo Minghuan saw Junzishu's posture about to tear his clothes, stretched out his fingers and flexibly released the hidden buttons for Junzishu.

Jun Zishu was happy, and burrowed into the quilt in his jacket.

"Come on, Xiang Gong."

Luo Minghuan went to pick the candlelight and untied his clothes.

As soon as she was lying on the bed, there was a heat source by her side.

"It's cold on you, I'll warm your hands."