Eleanor glanced at Hall with a bit of pain, and took the largest bowl very obediently.

Changing the blood-tonifying soup into a bowl, Rong Huang pushed Hall's elbow and urged, "Drink it quickly."

This tone, this expression, looked like Jinlian who was feeding Dalang medicine.

But Hall didn't know the story of Jinlian and Dalang, and drank the soup in silence.

After eating two large bowls of soup, Hall resisted the urge to burp, and let out a sigh of relief, "I'm finished."

Rong Huang, who pretended to be holding a collection of poems in a daze on the sofa over there, asked the blood servant to take the tray down and raised his hand to greet Hall over.

"You are my singer. If you are wronged, you can tell me."

Rong Huang raised his small chin with an expression of "Hurry up and tell me, hug my thigh."

"Seeing that you are from a noble family like this, it should be a human way to become a blood servant. If you want to go back and get revenge, it's not impossible."

As long as you beg me.

Rong Huang didn't say this sentence.

She's been a bit too boring lately, so it's better to keep a low profile.

Hall didn't expect that Rong Huang would guess an idea, rubbing his slender fingertips against the soft cotton fabric, "If I go back, I will never come back again."

Rong Huang snorted, and the ending sounded upwards, "Is the singer who has been my singer and still wants to run?"

"You have a dream." Rong Huang pushed Hall down on the sofa with one hand, raised his knees and straddled Hall's waist directly.

Soft and tight fit.

Rong Huang looked at Hall's handsome face condescendingly, and Bai Shengsheng's little paw tapped his face twice, "Becoming my singer, I won't even want to run away for the rest of my life."

"Dare to run..." Rong Huang felt that he was a little bit sick at the moment, but he couldn't help but threatened Hall with a loud voice, "The leg broke."

"Look at the little black house?"

Hall stiffened, feeling that the places where he touched the people became hot.

Hearing what Rong Huang said, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"I won't run." A word blurted out, even Hall did not react.

Rong Huang suddenly smiled and bends his eyes, touched Hall's face fondly, and then lowered his body to give him a kiss.

Hall was a little accustomed to the sneak attack by the little girl, but he was still a little embarrassed when he was kissed by her suddenly.

Rong Huang didn't notice his expression, and came down from him with a smile, and gave him a wink, "This is a reward for you, take it well."

Rong Huang felt like a tyrant at the moment.

If it wasn't for the wrong location and age, Rong Huang even wanted to give him a card, the kind that he could swipe without limit.

Hall sat up on the sofa, raised his hand and touched his fast-paced chest, "Is the medicine in my body completely gone?"

"You are really the most puzzling man I have ever seen." Rong Huang looked at Hall angrily, "You should also give me a kiss at this time."

Kiss...Of course Hall can't do it.

Hall noticed a point in Rong Huang's words, and something flashed quickly in his eyes, "Have you... have seen many men before?"

Rong Huang's expression was a little puzzled, and he finished his long hair. "Why do you ask?"

Hall didn't speak, but just stared at Rong Huang.

Only he knew that when he heard Rong Huang's words, jealousy that he had never had before surged in his heart.

The man before jealousy?

Maybe it is.

Hall's body was tense, like a bow that was wound up, which was about to fire.