scumbag egg

Chapter 49...

Nalan recited a few words of magic silently, and suddenly there were four big fires in the whole room. They swayed left and right in the air, as if they wanted to melt the ice in the whole room evenly.

Taking advantage of this period, Nalan hurried to his bedroom to get an extremely thick blanket, put away the hot bath water in the bathroom, and then ran to Qiuqiu's room.

Because he was so worried that he forgot that he was an angel. If he wanted those things, he could read a magic spell and they would come. The water fell on Nalan's body, and the biting cold made him a little unbearable.

The ice on Qiuqiu's body also melted, her whole body was wet and trembling, her big amber eyes rolled around, and when she saw Nalan, she cried tremblingly, "You... you... why did you just come back... "

The immature child's voice was full of tears, not to mention how uncomfortable it sounded, as if one's treasure fell into the hands of others and was ravaged...

"I'm sorry, Qiuqiu, I'm sorry..." Nalan also panicked, wrapped Qiuqiu in a blanket, and carried him to his bedroom, where Qiuqiu was crying, his small body still hair Shaking, hugging him, Nalan felt his heart shaking too.

After pulling out Qiuqiu, there were still ice cubes on his hair, Nalan adjusted the water temperature again, and then put Qiuqiu in, and then called a few small fire balls, the air conditioner in the bathroom was on, and As for him, he reached into the water and rubbed his stiff joints for Qiuqiu again and again.

Qiuqiu's face was almost blue, and his lips were so black that it made people tremble with fear. Nalan was so anxious that he turned on the shower again and let the warm water pour down from it.

It wasn't until 10 minutes later that Qiuqiu's face softened, but he was still trembling, and complained, "You did it on purpose, so I was frozen."

Ball refers to magic.

Let's go back to eight o'clock this morning

After Nalan went out, Qiuqiu flipped through the magic diary. Nalan's education level was not too high, and the handwriting was particularly ugly. After reading two pages, Qiuqiu lost his mood. The words were really ugly.

So, Qiuqiu found a small book and wanted to copy down the content and read it again. While reading, reciting, and recording, the sad Qiuqiu didn't know which magic he read, and suddenly, the room caught fire.

At that time, he was still a little proud, look, how powerful he was, he was able to set off such a big fire, so he calmly recited a magic spell, and after another recitation, the fire went out.

Qiuqiu thought it was fun, so he didn’t record it anymore. He sat on the bed and recited spells, one by one. At first, the temperature dropped a little, and then it snowed. When he recited the last spell on the second page , he was frozen...

Then it was frozen for almost a morning...

Qiuqiu sneezed and looked at Nalan with teary eyes: "Hmph, you are so annoying."

"Yes, it's my fault." Nalan lowered his head remorsefully, blaming himself for letting him recite the spell even though he knew that Qiuqiu had the same talent as himself...

Thinking of Qiuqiu's appearance just now, Nalan wanted to slap himself. Nalan was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he pulled his hair with his hands.

Because he just wanted to rub Qiuqiu's legs, he took off the white gloves he had been wearing recently and threw them aside, looking at those hands, he couldn't help but gasp.

Nalan is the most stinky and beautiful, and he can't tolerate any flaws on his body. He has seen Nalan's hands before, slender, with well-defined bones, and they are very beautiful. When playing the piano, those hands seem to be enchanted , turned into an elf dancing on the keyboard, so beautiful...

And now?There was an extremely hideous burn on his right hand. The wound had not healed well and was still bleeding. His left hand was not much better. There were some tiny knives on the fingers and the back of the hand...

Qiuqiu pursed his lips, thinking: won't Nalan be in pain?

Those small wounds are messy, you can say that there are old wounds and new wounds, of course Qiuqiu knows how it came about, he still remembers that when he first learned to cook, there were so many wounds on his little hands, Very special pain.

"Hey..." Qiuqiu called to the man who was holding his own hair inappropriately: "Don't your hands hurt?"

Nalan was stunned for a moment, and then let go of his hand. The originally docile and handsome blond hair was now like a chicken coop, "It won't hurt, I'm an angel."

Qiuqiu whispered: "I am also an angel."

Nalan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Can I take a bath with you?"

Qiuqiu saw that Nalan's white dress was dirty everywhere, and it was also covered with water stains. The gemstones he was wearing had fallen out of nowhere, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Oh!" Although very reluctant, Qiuqiu agreed.

Nalan stripped off his clothes and jumped into the rather big bathtub. The father and son stared at each other, neither of them said a word.

"Well, what happened to your hand?" Qiuqiu asked.

"Don't ask." Nalan was still sulking with a dirty face.

Seeing that Nalan refused to speak, Qiuqiu snorted, turned his head, and continued to take a bath.

Qiuqiu couldn't remember when he fell asleep, but he had a dream, in which he dreamed of Keller every day, and Nalan he dreamed of for the first time.

In the dream, he was held in Nalan's arms, and the other person's body temperature was very warm, so warm that he wanted to rely on him.

Keller also snuggled up to Nalan with a smile. The whole family enjoyed themselves happily, one family?Qiuqiu froze suddenly.shook his head.He is not with the Nalan family.

All his life, he remembered the disgusted expression on Nalan's face when he threw fruit at Keller, as if he was looking at the most disgusting garbage. He remembered his whole life...

"Father..." Qiuqiu murmured in his sleep, and hugged Keller's hand tightly: "I don't want Nalan to be my father, he is a bad guy."

As soon as he hugged Qiuqiu to bed, Nalan felt that his arms were tightly hugged by Qiuqiu, and he didn't know what he was talking about in his mouth. He leaned closer to listen and smiled wryly.

Can he make Qiuqiu like him in a week?He can't guarantee it...

Qiuqiu slept until dark and didn’t get up. In fact, he woke up from the cold. He had a dream. He was warm at first, and then he dreamed that he was frozen. Then Nalan was still holding a knife and fork, planning to cook himself in a hot pot eat up.

Wrapped in a big blanket, Qiuqiu went downstairs trembling.

Nalan was cooking dinner with gloves on, and he looked as clumsy as he could. When chopping vegetables, he was so clumsy that he chopped them directly, and almost all the chopping boards were smashed and thrown aside.

Seeing such a funny and clumsy Nalan, Qiuqiu laughed unconscionably, trembling even more, not to mention, his whole body ached.

"Qiaoqiu, dinner can start right away. You go up to the bedroom first, and I'll come up later." Nalan was so busy that he just turned his head to look at him and continued cooking.

Qiuqiu was also hungry, wondering if it was because he was so hungry that it was so cold, so he went upstairs shivering, his mind full of Nalan's funny appearance.

After shaking in the bedroom for half an hour, Nalan finally came up with the dinner plate. Seeing that Qiuqiu kept shaking, he frowned and asked, "Are you cold?"

Qiuqiu shook twice again: "I'm so hungry."

Nalan thought the same thing, Qiuqiu must be starving because he didn't have lunch, so he set up the small table and brought out all the prepared food.

The hot dragon egg soup, barbecue, and fresh vegetable salad were starving to death, but after seeing these things, Qiuqiu lost his appetite and said with a bitter face, "I want porridge."

Nalan nodded, but still put a bowl of dragon egg soup in front of him: "Have some soup first, I'll help you make porridge."

"Oh." Qiuqiu picked up the bowl and wrinkled his face after taking a sip.

"It's hard to drink?" Nalan asked suspiciously. Logically speaking, it should be okay. He brought it up after tasting the taste. He thought so, but he was still very uncertain about the bowl of Qiuqiu. Pick it up and take a sip, the taste is okay, it's not bad, of course, it's not bad...

Qiuqiu shook his head, blushing: "I don't want to drink dragon egg soup."

I feel that Qiuqiu is a bit abnormal tonight, isn't he very cold?Why is your face still so red?Nalan stretched out his hand to touch the forehead of the ball, but found that the other's forehead was as hot as a ball of fire.

Nalan, who had never raised a child before, was taken aback. Various magics were running around in his mind, but there was no magic that could reduce Qiuqiu's fever. Nalan was so anxious that his eyes were red, so he beat His Majesty the Emperor desperately. phone.

The night life of His Majesty the Emperor and His Highness Xia Zuo was very, very rich. They did not answer after two calls, but Nalan continued to fight and fight without fear of death. His Majesty the Emperor had taken care of the children, so he should know how to reduce the fever of the children.

"Hello..." After calling for the tenth time, the call was finally connected. The other party's tone was a little impatient and hoarse. Nalan naturally knew how enthusiastic the other side of the phone was.

"Alphonse, my son has a fever, what should I do?"

"Cold salad." His Majesty hung up the phone impatiently.

Nalan was stunned for a moment, and continued to fight without fear of death.

After two rings, it was connected again: "Do you want to die, I'm very busy now."

"Alphonse, ask Chongchong, what should I do if the child has a fever? Just tell me, and I will never call again." Nalan said anxiously.

"Take medicine, antipyretics." After His Majesty finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Nalan was stunned, antipyretics...where can I get them?

Regardless of Sanqi 21, Nalan used magic to lock Qiuqiu in a warm barrier, and then flew out of the window. The antipyretics should be in the hospital...

There were fewer patients seeing the doctor at night, and the doctor was dozing off, but Nalan shook him awake, and then threatened: "Hurry up and give me antipyretics, or I will kill you."

The doctor was frightened half to death, and tremblingly wrote the prescription, and asked without fear of death, "You took it?"

"My child." Nalan roared angrily.

The doctor said: "Drinking five milliliters is enough. I also prescribed a fever-reducing patch, and it will be fine to stick it on the forehead."

Nalan borrowed the prescription suspiciously and walked towards the pharmacy.

"Hello, sir, please pay three gold coins." The pharmacist had a professional smile on his face.

"..."

He just came out in a hurry and forgot to take the money...

Seeing Nalan's appearance, the pharmacist knew that he had no money, so he put the medicine on the table and said with a smile, "Sir, three gold coins."

"No money." Nalan said viciously, "I'm here to rob."

When the pharmacist heard this, he was frightened half to death. He picked up the phone next to him and wanted to call the police. Before he dialed all the numbers, Nalan grabbed his neck.

"I'll give you a chance to choose. Do you want the medicine for the three gold coins, or your own life?" Nalan said with a gloomy face.

The pharmacist thought for a while, three gold coins are not expensive, he just started working, he was still young, he didn’t want to die, so he quickly handed the money to the robber...

Nalan took the medicine and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When he got home, he found that Qiuqiu had stripped himself naked, and it seemed that he was very hot. Nalan hurriedly fed him the medicine, and then took the fever-reducing patch to help him stick it on his forehead.

Holding Qiuqiu like a small fireball, Nalan's heart ached. He remembered that Qiuqiu had a fever when he was young. He gave Keller money at that time, but now he knows that the sick child It was so grueling and pitiful. Keller must have been very miserable at that time. He was not around, and Qiuqiu was so sick. Keller must not be much better.

Thinking of his bad deeds in the past, Nalan wanted to slam his head on the bed to death, how could he be willing to treat them like that?How can you be willing? ?