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Chapter 188 Don't make trouble, listen to you
Seeing this, Jin Zhao grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms.
He never thought that this person...after taking off that fairy mask, he would be so interesting, he wished he could rub this person into his body.
Shen Li didn't refuse either, but... he didn't quite get used to it, and his expression was struggling.
But what followed was his voice close to his ear, "If you don't dare to listen to that, I won't say it, but you just need to know...my heart for you, I don't stick to you...Those things between men and women."
"I know you're conservative, and I don't expect any response from you. I just hope...don't scare you." Jin Zhao paused for a moment, surprised by his gentle tone.
Shen Li didn't speak, and the darkness in his eyes was fleeting.
He didn't say a word, and Jin Zhao didn't say any more, for fear that he would be rejected if he said too much.
Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the door, Jin Zhao regained consciousness in time and let go of his body.
Shen Li frowned indistinctly.
When Xun Feng came in, he was holding the decoction in his hand, seeing that Jin Zhao had woken up, he was not surprised, but passed the medicine bowl to Shen Li as if he hadn't seen it.
Shen Li took a repulsive look at the dark soup, waved his hand and said, "Take it, I really don't want to drink it."
Xunfeng glanced at Jin Zhao's direction, and insisted: "Master, you are too tired to take medicine, so I don't need to say anything, but..."
Shen Li obviously didn't want to hear more from him, but took the medicine bowl directly, "Okay, I'll take it."
Jin Zhao saw it with his own eyes, he frowned, held back his energy, brought the bowl to his mouth, and forced himself to drink a few sips. After drinking, his complexion seemed a little ugly again.
After drinking, Xunfeng took the medicine bowl, turned around and left the room without saying anything.
Not long after Xunfeng went out, Shen Li's complexion began to turn pale, and then he clutched his chest, got up immediately, walked to the side basin and vomited.
Jin Zhao watched with his heart trembling, he got up, walked to Shen Li's side with difficulty, saw the medicine he had just drank and spit it out intact, his face was pale, and tears were about to flow out of pain, dipped a few beads on the eyelashes.
Jin Zhao stretched out his hand and patted his back lightly, hoping to help him relieve it. After a long time, he slowly calmed down.
When he realized something, Shen Li hurriedly turned his cheeks to avoid Jin Zhao's sight, "You just woke up, you should take a good rest."
Jin Zhao took the handkerchief at the side, straightened his face, and wiped the corners of his mouth without any distaste, seeming to have guessed what he was thinking just now, but didn't reveal it, "Since you don't want to drink, why force yourself."
"I don't want him to disturb you."
Jin Zhao's hand paused slightly, his fingertips slid across his lower lip, and his eyes also seemed to sweep over, just as he was about to go further, Shen Li pinched his wrist, "Don't make trouble, if youIf I don't rest, I'm leaving."
Jin Zhao had no choice but to compromise and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you." After speaking, he returned to the bed.
Shen Li sat on the side of the bed until Jin Zhao gradually fell asleep, then raised his finger and pressed the center of his brow, showing a tired look.
After Jin Zhao woke up, seeing that there was no one in the room, he propped himself up, supported the wall and walked out the door.
He walked towards the direction of his room in his memory, and walked for an unknown amount of time, until his body was gradually sweating, and he finally walked in front of his room.
Just as he was about to knock on the door, he found that the door had opened a gap, and he could just see the people inside.
The man sat on the soft couch and rolled up the trousers on his left leg, exposing his knees.
In addition to his mottled old wounds, there was a new wound on his knee, which looked like it had been knocked, it was bruised and purple, and blood was even oozing out.
An old man was sitting in front of Shen Li, who was helping him clean up the wound, and was still muttering something.