What brand of cough potion is this? It’s so bitter!

However, in order to let Han Xiaotu take medicine, Nangong Zeno could only endure the urge to vomit and deceive Han Xiaotu strongly and calmly.

“…”

The young master actually took the medicine!

Han Xiaotu couldn't help but be slightly shocked, but even if the young master really tried the medicine, Han Xiaotu still had difficulty in making up her determination to drink the cough potion that she hated the most.

"I don't want it! I don't want to drink!"

Maybe she was dizzy after catching a cold. Han Xiaotu refused the young master so willfully. After causing him to drink such bitter cough potion, she actually said... she shouldn't drink it!

Nanamiezawano suddenly felt like he was being fooled.

If it were normal, Nanamiezawano would have been furious long ago.

But now, thinking that Han Xiaotu was still sick, Nanamie Sawano's heart immediately softened.

But I have to think of a way to let this little rabbit who refuses to take medicine and drink the medicine obediently?

"You don't drink it, aren't you?" Nanamie Sawano paused, then looked at Han Xiaotu who was retreating beside the bed and asked.

"Yeah!" Han Xiaotu nodded firmly.

"Then I'll drink." Han Xiaotu was stunned when he heard the young master's words, not understanding what he meant, but then, Han Xiaotu saw the young master pick up the cough potion and put it directly to his mouth and took a big sip.

Why is the young master drinking cough medicine so hard? Is water in my head?

Just as Han Xiaotu opened her eyes widened and looked at the young master's strange behavior, Nangong Zeye, who had taken a big mouthful of coughing potion, suddenly came to Han Xiaotu, and then his slender fingers easily and quickly pinched her chin.

The next second, Han Xiaotu's mouth was blocked by Nangong Zeye, and soon, Han Xiaotu felt a bitter potion mixed with the young master's tongue flowing into her mouth.

The young master... was actually feeding her medicine with his mouth!

"Um--" Unconsciously, Han Xiaotu struggled.

Nangong Zeyeye immediately hugged Han Xiaotu's waist tightly with his eyes and hands, making her close to him and nowhere to escape.

And he tried hard to transfer all the medicines he had in his mouth to Han Xiaotu's mouth.

In desperation, Han Xiaotu drank the cough potion she hated the most.

But the method the young master used made her shyly afraid to think about it!

"Next time, do you dare not take medicine?"

The corners of his lips curled upwards, revealing a smile, Namamiazawano asked.

"Don't dare!"

Han Xiaotu's face turned red and her heartbeat had not yet recovered, she immediately replied loudly.

"This is good."

Nanamie Sawano reached out and touched Han Xiaotu's head in a doting way.

"But..." Han Xiaotu suddenly raised her innocent big eyes and looked at the young master innocently and a little worriedly, "Young master feeds me medicine like this. What if I spread the cold to you?"

"..." After hearing Han Xiaotu's words, Nanamie Sawano smiled unconsciously, "Then next time, I'll give me medicine."

As soon as the young master finished speaking, Han Xiaotu's cheeks were already red, and they looked like bright red tomatoes.

Of course she knew what the young master meant, but when she thought of the scene of feeding the young master mouth to mouth, she was shy and wanted to find a hole to drill it.

"Okay, I'm not so easy to catch a cold." Nanamie Sawano stood up and then covered Han Xiaotu with a quilt. "I'll go out first, you have a good rest."

"Abide by the order!"

Hiding in the quilt, only a red face showed off, Han Xiaotu replied loudly.

In order not to spread the cold to the young master, Han Xiaotu brought a mask when she went to bed at night.

However, because of wearing a mask, the already unsmooth breathing became even more uncomfortable. A small face suddenly felt a strange flushing in extreme pain due to difficulty breathing.

"Take the mask off."

After taking a shower, Nanmiya Sawano, who was lying on the bed, saw Han Xiaotu's stupid appearance with a mask, immediately ordered, and at the same time reached out to pull off the mask that was in trouble.

"Hu——" Han Xiaotu immediately took a big breath, she was almost suffocated to death by herself just now.

"Are you a fool? You're wearing a mask when you've caught a cold, and want to suffocate yourself to death?"

"I...I'm afraid of spreading it to the young master-"

Han Xiaotu defended that she wanted to go back to her room to sleep, but the young master refused to agree, so she had to make this bad decision.

"I told you all, I'm not afraid."

Nanamie Sawano replied, and at the same time he held Han Xiaotu and let her lean in his arms.

The breaths of the two people are almost intertwined, warm and warm.

"Then...well..."

Being tightly tied to the young master in his arms, Han Xiaotu had to compromise, so he slept peacefully against the young master's chest.

However, the symptoms of a cold cannot be completely cured even after taking medicine, and can only help relieve it. Therefore, Han Xiaotu, who closed her eyes and wanted to fall asleep, had a blocked nose and could not breathe well and could not sleep well.

"What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

Feeling the Han Little Rabbit in his arms, Nangong Zeno asked with his eyes down, and at that time, Han Little Rabbit hid in his chest like a small animal.

"Well—the nose—so uncomfortable—"
Chapter completed!