How to be a mother to Shanyi

Yan Yue's expression was exceptionally calm at this time.

His brows are flat, and the corners of his eyes are slightly raised. Although his eyes are not bright almond-shaped pupils, they are not narrow, and the pupils are round and full. mean.

The color of the pupils is blue green like malachite, but compared to the gentleness and softness that normal emerald eyes should have, they are actually more like the cool and cool tone of a secluded lake. The green-eyed black cat that looked at it coldly was still the kind that secretly scratched its paw with malicious intentions.

——No matter what, it has nothing to do with "gentleness" or "calmness".

The eyebrows are also sharp, and the arc of the corner of the mouth is slightly bent downward when it is relaxed. The whole face is very rebellious just by looking at it, making people suspicious of the type with a prickly personality. If you want to look peaceful, you just don’t make it Any expression is not enough, and even need to take the initiative to slow down the look, and try to put on a kind attitude - but it can only look "calm".

But it seems that barely "calm" is enough. After all, my heart should not be so peaceful at the moment. The blue veins bulging on my wrist and neck have completely exposed Huang Yue's true mood. All the "calm" at this moment, probably They all signaled that the storm was coming.

This is "the calm before the storm".

In his hand was a medicine bowl that was still warm at the edge, and his steps were light but also extraordinarily steady. The scabbard of the sun wheel knife at his waist rubbed against the fabric of the team uniform while walking, making a regular "rustling" sound, "stepping on" The footsteps of "stepping" were unhurried, and finally stopped in front of a ward with the door ajar.

He raised his arm and pressed his palm against the smooth door. With a slight force, he could hear a "squeak", and the waste ward that refused to drink medicine was opened to everyone.

"call……"

Before stepping in, Yan Yue exhaled lightly, and the poor mother's love that had been squeezed into the corner by the anger in his heart was churning up, thinking that the useless son is still a wounded person, so he should take pity on him, and be gentle to him even if he doesn't take medicine— - What a fart! ! !

Are you fucking shrinking into a dwarf and still not taking medicine? !Being made into such an idiot by a garbage ghost, his breathing was so weak that he couldn't hear clearly when lying on his back, and he looked so weak that he was about to ascend to heaven. It was a relief to be able to recover well, but because of this mentally handicapped reason, he didn't want to take medicine? ! ! !

My wife Shanyi, are you fucking tired of working? ! !

In the shadows outside the door, Huang Yue's expression became extremely ferocious for a moment, but soon, he adjusted his expression again, and stepped in without any abnormality.

……

At this time, my wife, Shanyi, was still thankful that she had escaped from the hell of the unpalatable bitter medicine soup, and still didn't know what was about to come to her. She held up a round mirror with a handle, and looked at her brilliant blond hair with a sad face.

The side effect of ghost poison is not only shortened hands and feet, but also hair loss. Before, the senior brother plucked a bunch of hair from his head and stood it in front of his eyes mercilessly. I don't know if his hair can grow. Come back, if you can't... It's abominable, isn't it equivalent to showing off your thick hair in front of people with pale hair?

It's too much to the extreme, although the brother's hair is really beautiful, if the tail of the hair is raised a bit, it will look fluffy, obviously the personality is so bad, but the touch of the hair is very soft, and the slightly longer sideburns are dangling around the cheeks The way he went is also easy to make people stare at him all the time-but it's too much to ridicule him!

Poisoning, hair loss, shortened hands and feet, being ridiculed, no matter what is unlucky, the only good thing is that there is no need to drink medicine, drinking such a bitter medicine is simply torture, the kind of smell that makes the sense of smell almost lose The liquid, which sounds like a horrible "gudong gudong" bubbling sound, is not something that should be swallowed at all!

Fortunately, Xiaokui just frowned and raised her eyebrows in front of his hospital bed for a while, and quickly snorted and took the terrible medicine away, otherwise he really didn't know what to do - fortunately, the senior brother was not there just now, He had only managed to escape this horrible drug-drinking hell, otherwise it would be hard to imagine what the senior brother would do to him. It's not surprising that such a violent guy would do anything, right?

"So, fortunately, senior brother is not here—"

My wife Shanyi breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish his exclamation of gratitude, the door that had been half-closed before let out a "squeak" and slowly opened to the inside.

"Fortunately I'm not here?"

The guy reprimanded in his head immediately appeared in front of his eyes, and he stepped into the room with a familiar soup bowl, which shocked my wife Shanyi——Oops, when did the senior brother walk out of the door, he Didn't realize it, so what's going on?Was he not even vigilant against such a violent senior brother? !

and!And why is the thing in the brother's hand so familiar?Isn't this the medicine bowl that Xiaokui took away angrily just now? Didn't he insist on letting him drink the medicine?It's too cunning to call senior brother, no, it's too scary! ! !

"What can I do for you when I'm not here?"

Yan Yue walked over with the bowl expressionless, stood still in front of the golden hair trying to hide himself under the quilt, looked over with a pair of blue eyes coldly, and said in a suspicious tone:

"No medicine?"

"That, that, because it's really bitter..."

My wife Zenitsu huddled under the quilt and said cautiously: "It's so bitter that the base of the tongue is going numb, I can't drink it at all. Inosuke's medicine doesn't smell so terrible, so it's definitely biased—"

"The wild boar head is not poisoned."

Huang Yue frowned, and unceremoniously put the bowl in his hand to the mouth of the shameless guy on the bed, signaling to open his mouth quickly:

"I went to the next door to deliver medicine just now. Those guys with broken hands and feet have to drink the medicine by themselves even if they crawled to pick up the bowl with their mouths. You are the treatment for me to personally feed the medicine. Drink it quickly and gratefully, waste. "

Having said that, Huang Yue paused, and then said with a subtle malicious tone: "... I hope you can know that my tenderness has a limit."

"..."

--ha?Brother Huang Yue, who has a bad temper, actually said that he still has such a thing as gentleness? ?

My wife Shanyi's first reaction was to widen her eyes.

That kind of irritable, sarcasm-like guy who always calls himself a "waste" is still ashamed to say that he is gentle? ? ?

Subconsciously, he wanted to refute, but his eyes narrowed quickly, and his eyes fell on the medicine bowl near his mouth. Then he looked at the green pupils of senior brother Yue Yue who narrowed slightly, and my wife Shanyi immediately understood. orifice.

- so cunning!The senior brother wanted to give him medicine while he was talking!

The witty Shanyi immediately shut his mouth tightly, firmly expressing the attitude of "non-violence and non-cooperation", seeing that the anger that Huang Yue had suppressed forcibly began to burn again, and even the edges of his cheeks bulged with patience.

"Trash, open your mouth for me."

In the end, Huang Yue used the rim of the bowl to squeeze his tightly closed mouth again. As a result, the fat and fat waste son still clenched his teeth tightly, even if the edge of the bowl hit his teeth, he would not let go, and he was still in the mouth. Seeing that the situation was not good, he shrank back suddenly, and the whole person got into the quilt like a silkworm chrysalis, and bluffed and shouted through a layer of quilt:

"Don't! Don't!! I absolutely don't want to drink something so bitter! Even if I'm threatened by my brother! Don't let me drink something so bad!!!"

"..."

Yan Yue didn't make a sound, he stared at the group of "silkworm chrysalis", feeling that the last remaining patience he had had so hard to do had been worn out, the expression on his face could no longer be suppressed, the anger was blazing, and countless numbers popped out of his forehead At a crossroads, the hand holding the medicine bowl steadily had veins. If he hadn't remembered to use light force, the bowl might have been crushed directly.

"My wife, Shan, Yi, you are fine."

He paused every word, grinding his back molars and speaking.

"Since you don't like this kind of gentle way, then come directly."

A group of "silkworm chrysalis" on the hospital bed trembled. It seemed that he finally remembered the nature of his senior brother. He was able to talk to himself "peacefully" because his injury was not healed. You must know that it is normal. Being able to chase after the junior brother who broke two ribs and slash wildly without directly resorting to violence is already called "gentle"-so how direct is "directly"?

My wife Shanyi felt a strong sense of foreboding from the bottom of her heart.

The next moment, the only quilt that could bring him a sense of security was ripped away vigorously, his eyes lit up suddenly, and then he was heavily pressed on his body, his waist and abdomen were tightly suppressed, and a terrifying and oppressive shadow was cast on his head—Senior brother Yue Yue did not He snatched his quilt without hesitation, and then resolutely rolled over on the bed, the movement was as fast as lightning, making people unable to react at all, firmly suppressing the possibility of him turning over and running away.

"?!!"

Half-riding and half-sitting fixed the man on the bed, and then shot like lightning, decisively tied together the long sleeves caused by the shortened arms, tied a tight knot, and then held up a bowl of medicine that hadn't been spilled, expressionless, With one hand, Huang Yue squeezed the trash son's mouth open, and ruthlessly poured down a bowl of medicine.

"Huh?! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-"

After the last drop of dark green and black liquid medicine was poured out, Huang Yue turned a blind eye to the distorted expression of his junior brother, and tightly covered the mouth where the medicine had just been poured, raised his eyebrows, and pinched it for ventilation nose:

"Swallow it, waste, and I will let go of it."

"..."

My wife Shanyi's eyes were almost bloodshot, while Yan Yue stared at the useless son's neck without blinking, until he saw his throat rolling and heard an extremely painful "gudong" sound in his ears, and then he slowed down let go of his hand.

"Look, isn't this the end of the drink?"

"..."

My wife Shanyi gasped heavily, and there were countless dirty screams in her heart that she wanted to scold, but the bitter taste from her throat still made him dizzy, and even the nasal cavity This destructive smell didn't spit out the last scream, rolled his eyes back, and sank into the pillow with his soul vomited.

Yan Yue: "..."

Yan Yue looked down at the empty bowl in his hand a little hesitantly.

"Isn't it... Is it so painful?"

Shanyi is too trash, right?It's just a bowl of medicine, those guys with broken limbs have to crawl to drink the medicine, and I haven't seen anyone frown because the medicine is too bitter-although they are poor enough to drink the medicine with all their strength .

After pondering for a while, Huang Yue hesitantly approached and sniffed the rim of the bowl, and immediately became dizzy from the smell of Coptis chinensis that had been soaked in sewer for three months.

Uh... This taste is really not flattering. It is not incomprehensible that the trash son does not want to drink the medicine. What is in it? Passed out, and if he read correctly, seemed to have a tendency to foam at the mouth...

With an unnatural expression, he took the bowl away, rummaged around on his body, and finally found a small bag of Jinpingtang that had been chopped up.

It was probably a gift from a store who went to eat salmon and radish at some time before. Because Yu Yue was not interested in sweets, he kept it in the chest pocket of the Demon Slayer Squad uniform, and it was forgotten for a long time. The Hua family didn't even think about it when they saw the trash son... Fortunately, it came in handy now, trying to save the trash son's taste buds that might be malfunctioning.

Picking and choosing, pinching a small piece out of the paper bag that was still intact, and then frowning, stuffed it into the mouth of the trash son who was still spitting out the soul, and saw with his own eyes that the soul that floated out slowly shrank back, motionless The good-for-nothing junior brother who was lying on his back also reacted a bit.

Before he even came to his senses, he closed his mouth honestly, holding the Jinpingtang for a few seconds, probably because the sweetness finally reached the taste buds on his tongue, and the trash son tremblingly opened his eyes.

"Okay, vomit...it's hard to drink."

The first thing I said when I woke up was the bad taste that seemed to be carved into my bone marrow. Then I noticed that I was holding a small paper bag in my hand, looking down at his senior brother. My wife Shanyi immediately recalled the "torture" just now, and took a deep breath. He took a deep breath, then shouted hoarsely without hesitation:

"Devils!!! Monsters!!! The seniors who bully the younger brother are all terrible monsters! It's too much! It's super too much!! Even if you pour drugs, you don't need to use such an excessive method?! This is simply murder, it's a conspiracy—"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yan Yue stuffed in another grain of Jinpingtang.

"Trash, what does it smell like?"

"Ah? Ah, sweet, sweet." My wife Shanyi subconsciously rolled two irregular sugar balls with the tip of her tongue, catching the sweet taste, and then instinctively replied.

"That's fine. Shout whatever you want, it's too noisy."

Yan Yue turned over and got out of bed with a natural expression, and untied the sleeves tied together by the waste son, and then put the bag of crushed Jinpingtang on the bedside table, and then quickly turned and left the ward.

"..."

My wife, Shan Yimu, who didn't react, stared at the door blankly for a while, and realized something after a while, and suddenly turned her head to look at a pack of pieces of Jinpingtang, and then turned her head to look at At the door, I repeated this back and forth several times, and then I was a few beats slower, showing a look of shock and anger.

"Ha-ah?!! Brother, you are clearly changing the subject?! After making a mistake, you ran away without hesitation! After doing such an excessive thing, you want to send me away with a few pieces of candy. Excessiveness is not enough Can you describe it?!!!”

Ah ah ah ah too much!unacceptable! !Just wait, Senior Brother Yan Yue, sooner or later, he will use the method you used to deal with him to take revenge!He is waiting for the day when you are injured and need to drink medicine!I will definitely repay you a thousand times and a hundred times! ! !

……

"Huh? Who is yelling at the Butterfly House?"

Aoi Kanzaki was holding a tray with five or six empty bowls stacked on it, and stood outside a ward in Choya, frowning.

"This will easily affect the rest of the wounded. You must warn this guy well."

The girl with twin ponytails wearing a butterfly hair accessory thought, but she seemed a little far away from the ward where the shouting was heard, and she couldn't tell who the guy who did such a thing was, so she could only keep it in her mind for the time being.

Coincidentally, a team member wearing a blue triangle pattern hurriedly passed by. Seeing that the side face was still familiar, it happened to be an acquaintance who just asked to watch the guy who refused to take the medicine and took the medicine honestly. Aoi Kanzaki subconsciously stopped him : "That, Mr. Inaoyu!"

"...Is there anything else?"

The black-haired and blue-eyed Class C member turned around to look at her, his blue-green pupils seemed to flicker unnaturally: "Stare at that trash... If you stare at Shanyi to take the medicine, it's already done."

"Ah, thank you very much."

Kanzaki Aoi blinked his eyes slowly, then resumed his original tone, and said:

"By the way, Mr. Daoyu, do you have time now? Master Shuizhu came to Butterfly House just now, and it seems that he has something to look for you."

Yoshiyuki Tomioka looking for him?What can he do, ask him to have dinner with salmon and radish?

Yue Yue thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of the reason why Tomioka Yoshiyuki came to Butterfly House to find someone. Didn't that guy go to the Zhuhe meeting?Even if the meeting is over now, he should go back to his own jurisdiction with a straight face. After all, this guy killed Xia Xianwu in a matter of seconds, so he shouldn't come to Butterfly House to bandage the injury like a broken nail, right?

With this question in mind, Huang Yue went out, and at the gate of Butterfly House, he saw Tomioka Yoshiyuki who was full of ancient wells and no waves, as if he would become a god in the next second, and beside him stood a smiling man. Insect pillar butterfly tolerance.

"The people in Butterfly House said that you have something to ask me."

Baoyue walked over with doubts, completely unable to guess what Yoshioka Tomioka was looking for him, but Die Die stared at him with a smile, and greeted him when he walked in.

"It's not me looking for you."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki's language art is still so abstract, he opened his pair of stagnant blue eyes and said:

"It's Yu Mao, he said he wanted to see you."