Jiang Li held the phone, shook it casually, pointed at him, and spoke slowly, "I didn't let you serve me, you volunteered."

"Yeah." Qin Yexiao nodded, "I volunteered to serve you, who made me your harem."

When Jiang Li saw him putting the harem on his lips from time to time, his black eyes were slightly closed.

She leaned forward slightly with her elbows on her legs, her face supported, and she half-squinted the fox to look at him.

Qin Yexiao couldn't control her gaze, and it landed on her collarbone, down to the forbidden ground.

Because of the squeezing motion of her arm, the spring breeze was revealed, delicate and white.

His hands holding the cutlery package tightened tightly.

I heard the woman chuckle slightly, "Master Xiao, there is another place in the harem called Lenggong. I think you are quite suitable there."

Qin Yexiao lowered his eyes, breathed lightly, and swept over the black shawl hanging on the back of the sofa.

He put down the cutlery in his hand and got up.

Jiang Li thought he was finally struck away by her, but saw him walking towards her with a black shawl.

The faint smell of menthol tobacco is approaching, enveloping it with a bit of cold aroma.

With a strong sense of aggression.

Qin Yexiao bent over and put the shawl on her shoulder.

Jiang Li twisted his eyebrows, lowered his eyes to watch him tie a knot with the corner of his shawl, covering her chest.

The man's low voice came from above, "I have great power behind me. According to the law of survival in the harem, you can't just demote me into the cold palace."

Jiang Li's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled deeper, and he raised his eyes, staring at him with dark and cold eyes, "How long have you been in this situation?"

Qin Yexiao didn't quite understand, lowered his head, met her gaze, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Li: "See if you can save it."

Qin Yexiao: "..."

"Stalker is a disease and must be cured." Jiang Li's expression was very serious, saying every word.

Qin Yexiao stared at her face: "If you marry me, I can heal from any illness."

Jiang Li was speechless and patiently explained to him, "You really admit the wrong person."

Qin Yexiao curled up the corners of his lips, the curvature was not obvious, and the bottom of his eyes became a little warmer, "I made a mistake, I admit it."

Jiang Li: "..."

She is real, she has run into an opponent.

Qin Yexiao returned to his seat, unpacked the tableware, and handed her the chopsticks.

Jiang Li didn't answer, his anger seemed to be overwhelmed.

Qin Yexiao whispered: "After eating, I'll give you medicine, and I will leave. There will be two operations in the afternoon."

***

People didn't drive away.

Ginger finished the meal expressionlessly, flicked his chopsticks, and threw the chopsticks on the table.

Qin Yexiao glanced at her and took the initiative to clean up the leftovers.

Jiang Li was lying on the sofa and talked to Cheng Sijun about work.

Cheng Sijun said: [I asked someone to buy a scar remover. The effect is the best on the market. I will ask Miaomiao to send it to you in a while. You can't leave scars on your arm. 】

Jiang Li: [No need. 】

Cheng Sijun said: [It is too troublesome for me to let Miaomiao stare at you, but I can't remember that I asked Miaomiao to set an alarm clock to remind you that you must apply the medicine on time. 】

At this time, a faint shadow shrouded.

Jiang Li turned his eyes.

I saw Qin Yexiao's hand holding the medicine, hanging beside him.

The man's palms are large and thin, and his fingers are well-knotted, showing a sense of abstinence and coldness.

He sat down beside her.

"Hands." Qin Yexiao turned sideways, his eyes dark and deep.

Jiang Li stared at him with no temperature in his eyes. Three seconds later, he stretched out his arm lazily.

Qin Yexiao held her slender wrist and used a cotton swab to apply medicine to her.

Jiang Li looked at it for a while, then retracted his gaze, and replied to Cheng Sijun's message with cherishing words like gold: [I have an imperial doctor. 】