Chapter 1231: Either help you for the teacher ~

When Ning Xuemo returned to the room, she was still a little stunned. Did her relationship with Shenjiuli recover?
Eyes fell on the bowl of soup that had been soaked, and she frowned, and finally raised the bowl to drink it.
bitter!
The bitter Ning Xuemo wants to hit the wall. What kind of medicinal materials can be used to make such a terrible soup?
Did n’t God Jiuli intentionally retaliate against her?
Ning Xuemo was lying on the bed and corpse for a long time before she passed through the hard work. When she thought of a bowl tomorrow, she felt that she had no attachment ...
She slowly got up and continued to practice.
No way, she has nothing else to do now. She can't think of anything besides practicing ...
The next day Ning Xuemo got up early and greeted him.
God Jiuli has been playing chess on his own, and when she saw her coming, he beckoned to her: "Come here."
So three more games were played.
Ning Xuemo rubbed her eyebrows. Playing these games felt more tired than practicing for three days and three nights. A large swath of her brain cells died. She felt that she seemed to overuse her brain and her head was dizzy.
Suddenly in front of me a porcelain bowl carved by beautiful jade, inside the bowl ...
The dark syrup was steaming.
Ning Xuemo: "..." Really refreshing.
With a bitter face, she tried to discuss with God Jiuli: "Master, I just had a fever ... don't have to revive the teacher like this ... This bowl of medicine is so precious, is it a little overkill for colds?"
Shen Jiuli raised his eyebrows lightly: "Drink it or help you ..."
Help her? Isn't it to hold her down?
Ning Xuemo, the black line, finally took the bowl of medicine, and his expression was quite a sense of tragedy of the strong man's broken wrist. Finally, he looked at Jiuli and saw that he still did not mean to recover his life. .
God Jiuli: "..."
Never seen such a bold way to drink medicine. Better than drinking.
Ning Xuemo was bitterly wanting to jump up in the same place and knocked himself out, which broke the limit of human beings ...
She forcibly restrained the desire to run away, and stood silently to digest the medicine.
Shen Jiuli looked at her almost unrequited expression, and her voice doubted: "So bitter?"
Nonsense, you do n’t have to try it ...
Ning Xuemo finally took it easy, she said weakly, "Master, is this the last bowl?"
God Jiuli gave her a slight glance: "No."
Ning Xuemo: "..." I don't know if it's an illusion, she always felt a sympathy in his eyes.
Ning Xuemo's life is now at two o'clock. She wakes up in the morning and asks for a refreshment. Then she plays chess and waits until noon before being put back. She practices the moon-falling fairy method in the afternoon ... Please, kill a bowl of medicinal soup and go back bitterly.
It just seemed a little different when I went tonight.
Entering the hall door, a white hand like jade handed over the medicine soup, and Ning Xuemo did not give himself any hesitation to look up.
As he was suffering to death, his lips suddenly warmed, and then something was stuffed in.
Ning Xuemo was so sorrowful and angry that a new one had not been digested yet? This is to beat her to death.
I was thinking of spitting out what was in my mouth, and suddenly felt a little sweetness gradually fainted from the tip of my tongue, slowly driving away the pain.
He made a move, looked up at God Jiuli, he was watching her quietly,