Future Beast World: Forced to Become the Villain's Savior

Chapter 79 Delicate National Treasure (Part 2)

On normal days, a cold would just be a cold, but now there are only 30 hours before the big festival. If the cold symptoms are severe, the throat is hoarse, or the nose is runny and sneezing, how can the silly panda host the big festival?

After all, many people came to the temple this time, all for Silly Panda’s grand ceremony. If Silly Panda does not perform well at the grand ceremony, wouldn’t it make those people question the professional ability of Silly Panda’s high priest?

This is directly related to the image of the Silly Panda High Priest, which is no joke!

Thinking of this, Imari stood up from the bed decisively, bowed and took away the soft cushion behind Mingchu, hoping that he would lie down and sleep.

Seeing Imari standing up suddenly, Mingchu's face was startled at first, but then he realized that the girl was leaning directly towards him, so close that he could feel the warm breath of the girl's breath, and Mingchu's face suddenly turned red.

Mingchu's figure just froze in place. He felt the girl leaning in front of him and stretched out her arms to hug him. He didn't dare to move for a while. His pair of panda pupils just lowered his eyes so obediently. There was only one

Her face was flushed, and her long, thin and curly eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Today, today she

Mingchu's hands hanging on both sides of his body tightened unconsciously, and even his throat slid nervously. His whole brain fell into a blank, and all he could hear in his ears was bang, bang, bang, almost fast.

The sound of heart beating from the chest.

"Okay." Taking the soft cushion behind Mingchu in his hand, Imari stood up and stood back to the bed. He wanted to say "good night" and leave, but as soon as the words came to his mouth, Imari

Li then saw Mingchu's red face and was startled, "Do you have a fever?"

Damn it!!

What are you really afraid of?

A second ago, she was thinking that Silly Panda's condition should not be worsened, but in the blink of an eye, Silly Panda had a fever. This, the fever was too fast!!!

Imari was completely shocked. She quickly bent down and reached out to cover Mingchu's forehead. When she felt the warmth coming from her palm, which was so hot, Imari said: "#%#￥&&￥%&##￥%."

Delicate.

It's really too delicate.

Immediately the word "delicate" flooded the screen in Imari's mind.

"Look, look, you really have a fever, lie down quickly!" At this time, Imari completely lost her previous gentle look, stretched out her hands and touched Mingchu's shoulders, and directly raised her hand like a bow.

The person was stuffed into the quilt, and then carefully weighed the corners of the soft quilt, and in a short time, Ming Chu was wrapped into a rice dumpling.

Ming·Zongzi·Chu: "."

Seeing that there was no strange color on Imari's face, but that she was really concentrating on her cold, Mingchu suddenly felt a little embarrassed by her reaction just now, and at the same time felt empty in her heart, as if she wanted to

The child who ate the candy finally failed to eat it and felt an indescribable sense of loss.

Mingchu, who was wrapped in a soft quilt, moved subconsciously, but as soon as he moved, Imari, who was still weighing the corners of his quilt, immediately stopped his movements, with a soft white face that looked slightly serious.

Looking at him condescendingly, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "Achu, don't make trouble. You have a fever now, you can't catch a cold anymore."

It had probably been a long time since I'd been attacked by Imari. When Mingchu saw this, his head shrank in fright, and most of his face shrank into the soft quilt, leaving only a pair of wet panda eyes exposed.

"But...it's so hot, Jinjin." A voice of grievance rose from the soft quilt, and Mingchu's eyes were filled with pity.

Ying.

He doesn't have a fever.

He is. He is.

Uh-huh, I can’t say it!!

(End of chapter)