Quick travel: Boss, have the guts to fight me!

Chapter 86

Watching Xin Jiujiu go out, Baili Junyao pulled a slightly pale smile, stepped back and sat cross-legged.

Luck the dantian, use internal strength to protect your heart.

When he fell on his back just now, his internal organs trembled accordingly. His body was tortured by the cold poison. If his master hadn't been accepted by his master and taught him the inner strength to soak in the spring breeze, his soul would have already returned to his hometown.

My heart was blocked, as if a big stone was pressing on my chest. Baili Junyao tried several times, but he couldn't get rid of the block. At this moment, footsteps came from outside the house...

People who practice martial arts naturally have better hearing than ordinary people. When they heard footsteps, they guessed that Xin Jiujiu had returned. Because he was eager to finish his skills, his breath was unstable, but he didn't want to. This chaos just broke through the obstacles in his heart.

"Cough-cough-!"

Xin Jiujiu walked to the door, one hand was already on the door frame, when he heard the violent coughing in the room, he kicked the door open, and rushed in with the tray in both hands.

"Baili Junyao, do you really care?!"

As soon as the tray with the porridge bowls was placed on the table, Xin Jiujiu rushed to the bed to soothe the coughing person's back, but just in time to see the blood that Baili Junyao was coughing up in his hand, he grew up in surprise mouth.

"you……"

A question lingered in Xin Jiujiu's mind, what disease did Baili Junyao suffer from?

Looks like he's dying...

"You don't want to see a doctor because you are afraid that I will know what disease you have?"

The blood stasis in the chest was coughed out, and it felt much more comfortable. Baili Junyao grabbed the red hijab casually, wiped his mouth and hands slowly, and looked at Xin Jiujiu with a dignified face.

"No, I am very aware of my illness, so there is no need to see a doctor."

Xin Jiujiu was very, very disgusted with Baili Junyao's stubborn appearance, and suddenly became a little angry.

"I don't think you are very clear! Your illness can't be prolonged. By the way, you ancient people all drank Chinese herbal medicine. I'll go to the back kitchen and tell you to leave a stove for you to boil medicine!"

Xin Jiujiu turned to go, Baili Junyao wanted to stop her, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, intending to grab her sleeve, but with a jerk of his head, he just grabbed her hand, and the two of them immediately felt a little awkward.

Xin Jiujiu widened his eyes, looked at the troubled man, pursed his red lips lightly, too many words flashed through his mind, molestation, mopping, sloppy hands... completely non-existent!
Why does she feel that she is taking advantage?
"Your hands are so beautiful."

The distressed man suddenly withdrew his hand, feeling like he was being molested by Xin Jiujiu. Xin Jiujiu shrugged innocently and changed the subject with a dry smile.

"By the way, what did you stop me for?"

"I want to tell you that there is no rush to boil the medicine..."

Baili Jun looked away at the steaming porridge bowl on the table, and Xin Jiujiu followed his gaze, only to remember that she asked the kitchen to fill two bowls of porridge for the task of having dinner together.

"Let's eat first, and I'll give orders after I finish."

"Um……"

The newlyweds sat silently at the table.

In this family, Baili Junyao is the guest and sick, Xin Jiujiu is the master, and he is alive and well, so subconsciously, Xin Jiujiu feels that he has to give way to Baili Junyao, not to wrong him, to let him Make this your home...

"I made it according to your request. You have a taste. My cook is not very familiar with your appetite. If it doesn't taste good, just say it. You're welcome."

In the bowl, the sticky pumpkin porridge exudes a fragrance of pumpkin, and the sweetness is also from pumpkin...

(End of this chapter)