The Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith [Translated Novel]

Chapter 3770: What a Miracle (6)

How pathetic?

How pathetic?!

Which of their eyes could see how pitiful Li Moying was?

In Liu Buyan's opinion, why was Li Moying not only not pitiful, but he might already be so happy that he was about to fly to heaven?

Her Junior sister was usually very shy, not as cruel as Li Moying but she still insisted that she feed him.

But it's different now!

Huang Yueli not only cooked herself delicious and easily digestible food for Li Moying, but she also fed him very patiently!

Moreover, he did not know what kind of misunderstanding these Elders had. They thought Li Moying refused to eat just because she had no appetite?

Surely, taking advantage of his own injuries, he deliberately pretended to be pitiful in order to gain the sympathy of his Junior Sister, right?

It was a pity that Liu Buyan was the only reasonable person here, he could only see Li Moying acting there, and his heart ached with anger.

Because Li Moying deliberately did not cooperate on various matters, and wanted to attract more attention from her little fox, the feeding process lasted a long time.

Huang Yueli was always very patient, no matter what Li Moying asked for, she would always obey him.

Actually, it was not that she could not understand Li Moying's thoughts, but she thought, her husband was pathetic, so even though he was not pretending, he was willing to do anything for her.

It only took care of her when she was a baby. Not difficult, at best like taking care of the baby first!

(Baby Li: ???)

Huang Yueli looked into those beautiful peach blossom eyes, couldn't help but laugh, lowered her voice and said, “Moying, what are you doing? Patriarch Li and the others are very worried about you, so you can tell them a few words, wait. They're gone, I'm gonna make you something good, okay?

Li Moying snorted, “I don't want to eat, I want..”.

"What do you want?" Huang Yueli was surprised.

Li Moying hooked the tip of her mouth, “You know it clearly, don't pretend to be stupid!”

Huang Yueli's skin color changed, and she couldn't help but glare at him, “You! My Senior Brother already said that this month is not at all allowed! Stop thinking about it, take care of your wounds!”

"Impossible?" Hearing this, Li Moying raised her eyebrows, and said with a half smile: “Li'er Small, are you having delusions? I'm not talking about something we can't do for a month, I just want you to wipe my mouth. You just touched my face with a spoon, so I can't talk to the Patriarch with a mouthful of porridge? Where do you think?”

Huang Yueli was about to get up and leave him here, but when she heard this, her body froze and her facial expression froze.

"…What?"

He turned his head back, and there was indeed a dried rice porridge on Li Moying's side of the mouth, making his perfect looking face look like a little cat that did not wipe his mouth after stealing it!

Huang Yueli immediately took the silk handkerchief in her hand, and wiped it on Li Moying's mouth.

Since the porridge is somewhat dry, it is necessary to clean it several times.

As he was wiping, Li Moying continued to stare at his slightly red face.

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