Chapter 407: You asked me to drill under the machine?

Song Huai carried the people all the way to the rest room and avoided the crowd.

After changing his clothes, Chen Qianzhao walked out with the dirty clothes. Before his feet were even on the ground, Song Huai picked them up again and walked quickly to the edge of the bed.

After putting Chen Qianzhao on the bed, Song Huai carefully covered the quilt, and then covered the Tang Pozi that had just been prepared into the quilt, gently wiped away the sweat from Chen Qianzhao's forehead.

"When I drink some ginger candy water later, it will be more comfortable."

When Chen Qianzhao heard this, his brows almost frowned. It was ginger and sugar water. It definitely didn't taste good when he heard this. His fair face suddenly wrinkled.

She gently pulled Song Huai's sleeve with her hand, "Can you not drink it?"

A pair of clear eyes, innocent and aggrieved.

Song Huai frowned slightly, and grabbed Chen Qianzhao's face with his hand and pulled it gently, with a stern face, "No."

Chen Qianzhao: "..." Hey, a heart of iron.

Caiqiu, when you go back, you have to talk about her carefully. If you have any problems, Song Huai’s faults must be changed. Otherwise, you won’t know if Caiqiu will be sold one day.

Chen Ruyi walked in with the boiled ginger sugar water. Seeing the two of them looking at each other as if no one was around, Song Huai's hands were still helping Chen Qianzhao sort out his fine hair.

This scene looked like an old couple, and she looked red for the two of them.

Chen Ruyi coughed lightly to remind him.

Only then did the two inside restrain themselves.

Song Huai got up and took the bowl of steaming ginger candy water from Chen Ruyi's hand, sat back to the edge of the bed, holding the spoon with cold white fingertips, fiddling with them one by one.

Chen Qianzhao's eyes followed Song Huai's movements and stared at Song Huai's hands.

I just feel that if you have such a good-looking hand, you won’t get tired of playing for a few years. How could anyone even look so good?

But when Song Huai fed a spoonful of spicy, hot and sweet ginger water to Chen Qianzhao's mouth, Chen Qianzhao, who was still smiling, suddenly turned into a bitter face.

She curled her lips, and suddenly felt that her hands were not that much liked.

Song Huai's voice was deep, with an undisputed tone, "Open your mouth."

The spoon she held was always stopped at Shen Qianzhao's mouth, waiting for her to open her mouth so that she could put the spoon into her mouth.

Facing Song Huai's serious and stern expression, Chen Qianzhao opened his mouth reluctantly and took a sip.

The spicy and sweet taste swept across the tip of the tongue and throat. Chen Qianzhao subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Song Huai's eyes.

I don’t know if it was the reason for her stomach discomfort at this moment, but she was a little cowardly and swallowed it, chewed it one by one until the tip of her tongue was almost numb, and her bitter expression froze on her face.

Song Huai then put down the empty bowl that was so bottomless, got up and wanted to leave. He hesitated for a while, but raised his hand and rubbed the pitiful little girl lying on the crib.

"Sleep a little first, I'll be back later."

Chen Qianzhao curled his lips, "I'm coaxing me to me as a three-year-old child."

As she spoke, her eyes were honestly glanced towards Song Huai until Song Huai walked out of the room.

Chen Ruyi sat down, smiled and malicious, "I think you are a three-year-old child now, and he was well-managed."

In the entire capital, no one knows what Princess Yongle is? Only others listen to her, when will she start to listen to others?

It seems that if this person is moved, the sun may rise from the west.

...

It was almost evening, Song Huai came back with dinner.

Chen Qianzhao leaned against the bed and looked at the medical books taken out of the space.

Putting the food one by one on the table, Song Huai put some dishes in the bowl, then walked towards the bed. Seeing that Chen Qianzhao's face was much better, he started reading books now, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Is it much better?"

Chen Qianzhao nodded, his eyes curled, "Yes."

Seeing Song Huai patiently feeding him one by one, Chen Qianzhao was not polite. He enjoyed this rare treatment and the smile in his eyes was almost overflowing.

At this moment, the door was knocked.

Chen Qianzhao was stunned, "Who?"

There was another knock on the door, and Song Huai frowned slightly, put down the bowl and prepared to get up to open the door.

A gentle male voice rang out, "Azhao, it's me, can you come in?"

Yes, you should be careful.

Song Huai immediately looked at Chen Qianzhao.

Chen Qianzhao was silent. It was getting late. If Song Huai walked out of here and was seen by Ying Jin, what would he think...

If this matter is known to the emperor or the emperor brother, it will be miserable.

Chen Qianzhao looked around the room, it was empty, not even a wardrobe, and there was no place to hide.

Chen Qianzhao could only say loudly, "Is there anything wrong? If it is not an important matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After a while of quiet outside, Ying Jin's voice sounded again, "Some things I want to talk to you now."

Chen Qianzhao was helpless. Judging from this situation, it was necessary to discuss it.

Song Huai frowned and was about to walk to the door, but was pulled by Chen Qianzhao with quick eyes and quick hands!

"Don't! Never let him know that you are in my room."

The father was not happy at first, but it would be fine if he knew.

Chen Qianzhao had an idea, pulled up the bed sheet, pointed to the bottom of the bed, "You go inside and hide!"

Song Huai was stunned and looked at Chen Qianzhao in surprise. He never expected that the little girl would let him get under the machine?

His thin lips were tightly pursed, his face was stern, his voice was heavy and cold, "Did you let me get into the bottom of the bed?"

For the sake of one, let him drill under the machine.

The knock on the door sounded again. When Song Huai came in just now, the door was not locked at all. Ying Jin just pushed it casually and the door would open.

Chen Qianzhao suddenly became anxious. Seeing that Song Huai was full of dissatisfaction, she pulled Song Huai's clothes and leaned over to kiss her, pleasing to bite her slightly cold thin lips.

Song Huai was stunned for a moment, and then Chen Qianzhao forced him to press it under the bed, trying to stuff him in.

Chen Qianzhao bit his lip and clasped his hands together, "Once, just once."

Clear eyes are watery.

Seeing Song Huai helplessly, he looked at Chen Qianzhao with warning, "Only this time."

Chen Qianzhao was immediately happy, hugged Song Huai's neck and kissed him hard on the cheek.

With this kiss, Song Huai couldn't even pretend to be serious on his face, so he could only pinch Chen Qianzhao's soft and white cheeks, then sat on the ground and moved into the bottom of the bed bit by bit, his movements were stiff, obviously he was not used to this kind of thing at all.

He hid from the prince and Rong Fei, Song Huai never expected that he would have to hide from others when he got outside.

And this time, I had to drill under the machine.

Chen Qianzhao looked at it and wanted to laugh for no reason.

At this time, the door was knocked again, and Chen Qianzhao had to tidy up his clothes, took the hairpin from the table, and casually tied up his loose ink hair.

Then he walked over and opened the door.

The door was open, and you should sit in a wheelchair, and there was no servant who usually pushed him to follow him.

Seeing Chen Qianzhao tied up his hair like a man, Ying Jin was slightly stunned, and then asked, "It's very windy outside, is it convenient to get in?"
Chapter completed!