Chapter 4681: Scholar syndrome boyfriend is a bit sweet 09

"I don't seem to be able to walk like this now," she said.
It was the first time these servants had encountered such a situation. They looked at each other face to face, and they didn't know what to do for a while.
Finally, the housekeeper wanted to step forward to see the situation clearly, but Le Bainan, who heard the footsteps, screamed, holding Luo Liyan and moved to the side.
Fortunately, there was no broken porcelain in the place where he moved, and the two of them were not injured.
"It's okay, don't be afraid." Luo Liyan quickly patted his back.
At this time, Le Bainan had found a head out of his closed small space, but in his consciousness, he determined that someone had come to the incense from his arms with him.
This is his!
Even if he would hurt Xiang Xiang himself, this is his.
No one can rob him!
Le Bainan buried his head in Luo Liyan's shoulder socket, his slightly drooping eyelids, and his eyes, which had always been out of focus, were covered with the crazy light of perseverance.
Unfortunately, no one can see.
"This young lady, depending on the situation of our young master, you will probably be inseparable at half-past. But don't be afraid, we will guard you by the side and won't let the young master hurt you. Can you trouble Waiting for the master, waiting for the master's psychologist to come? "The steward looked a little excited.
He has been waiting for the young master since the young master was born. He has never seen a young master approaching someone like this when he was sick, even without something.
What's more, when he was still sick, he developed a sense of autonomy and would not let the young lady leave.
So for such a big change, they have to ask a psychologist to see what is going on.
"Okay, I'm not in a hurry, you don't need to worry. But can you bring a blanket, I'm afraid he will get sick if he sits on the grass like this," Luo Liyan suggested.
Although it is only early autumn and the weather is not cold, the temperature difference between morning and evening is too great. Sitting on the grass, Luo Liyan is afraid of a cold and fever.
Maybe for others, this is only a small problem, but it is difficult for autistic patients to cooperate with treatment.
Their subjective consciousness is single, the medicine is not tasty, they will not eat if they are killed, and they will not let you get acupuncture.
"But if you cover the young master with a blanket, we are afraid to irritate the young master ..." The housekeeper was also worried about Le Bonan's physical problems, but he was afraid that something would happen in the middle.
"Then do you have any kind of heater?" Luo Liyan didn't force it, and changed his proposal.
Although such things rarely appear in places where they have heating, Luo Liyan knows how the boy looks in his arms, and he should like to sit in the yard.
There is no heating in the yard, and they should be prepared to order such things in the open air.
"Yes, we'll bring it here." The steward nodded immediately.
The supporters quickly returned with five or six oil tins, and then carefully placed around them.
Although Le Bainan didn't look up, he could hear someone walking beside him, which made him even more defensive to enclose Luo Liyan in his arms.
To be honest, don't look at his skinny and weak, but the seventeen or eight year old boys have great strength.
Luo Liyan was about to come out when he was struck by internal injuries, but he was afraid that if he was struggling or whispering with pain, he would be disturbed by the task goal that he finally calmed down. On his shoulders, like a dead fish.

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