Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

Scenery caught a cold, still a very serious cold. She lay in bed for two days, and her breathing became hotter with her body temperature.

"My son, the girl is weak, so the wind chill is very serious this time." The cold-tempered maid said, "She is still having a fever and needs to rest in bed, so she is not suitable for walking."

Thousands of things looked at Xue An without any idea, "Master, this..."

"It seems that Luo Mei likes her very much." Xue An's fingers tapped the desk lightly, her ordinary face, because of the smiley eyes, the pressure on others increased sharply.

The maid who was called Luomei was silent.

Thousands of gazes shifted back and forth between Xue An and Luo Mei, and bit the bullet and stood up and said: "Master, it is a fact that Xia Guangjing is sick. This eldest daughter is spoiled and spoiled, and she will definitely not suffer. If she is still useful Well, the master might go back first, and the subordinates will take good care of her. If she is useless, then the subordinates..."

Thousands of hands drew his neck.

Xuedian's eyes cooled down, "Didn't I say it? Don't be troublesome."

"Yes..." Thousands of thousands retreated, shaking their bodies.

"You don't have to do anything, so be it."

What is it like this... Don't dare to ask, He Luomei walked out of the room.

When the others left, Xue An picked up a piece of cake on the plate and tasted it. After a bite, he felt the sweet toothache. He didn't understand what the cake was delicious, but he didn't spit it out because it didn't match. His elegance and not wasting food are his virtues, so he ate the pastries on his hands, and finally, because of boredom, he settled the entire plate of pastries.

Oh, this sweet cake is called osmanthus cake.

"Ahem..." Feng Jing leaned on the bed and said pitifully, "Luomei, do you really want to drink it?"

"Girl, this is good for your disease. You must drink it." Luomei was expressionless, but soon softened her expression. "However, you can eat a candied fruit after drinking."

The two words "candied fruit" gave the scenery infinite strength. She bit her teeth, closed her eyes and drank the soup in the bowl in one sigh. She didn't dare to regain her breath until she stuffed the candied fruit that Luomei gave her into her mouth and chewed. When the bitterness went away, she frowned and complained like half-life, "Why are my medicines so bitter?"

"Because I asked them to add Huanglian to the medicine." Luo Mei did not speak, but a male voice sounded.

Xue dark spring breeze walked in from the door triumphantly, watching him look like a good mood.

"The son." Luomei saluted and stepped back.

Xue An walked straight to the bed, and seeing the sickness of the person on the bed, he gave a disgusting tusk, as if he was mocking her for her weakness.

Scenery pursed his lips and asked: "Did something good happen to you?"

"Is it considered a good thing to win the gambling?" No, because no one played for him, he ran to the casino, but in the time of the incense stick, he let three wealthy businessmen go bankrupt.

She complained, "Since there is something good, why add coptis in my medicine?"

"This is more joy than joy."

"You...cough cough..." She coughed again in anger, and it took a long time to relieve her breath, her slightly pale face was full of resentment, "found your own happiness on the pain of others, you But really..."

She wanted to say that he was a bad person, but she thought about her situation, and in the end she sulked her cheeks and didn't say it.

Xue secretly chuckled and gently touched the top of her head, "I am not a good person. I will give you three more days. If you still don't get better, then I will take your body to the Wide Jaw Desert."

The scenery couldn't help shrinking her body, she couldn't understand why a person could say such cruel words with such a gentle expression?

"Miss Xia, take a good rest." Xuean threw a paper bag to her and turned and left with a smile.

Scenery opened the bag cautiously. There was fresh sweet-scented osmanthus cake inside. Her expression didn't change much, but Luomei next to her was surprised.

"Luomei..." Fengjing asked in a low voice: "He doesn't add Huanglian to the pastry again, right?"

"This..." Luo Mei couldn't answer. According to the son's personality, it is really possible. No, the fact that the son will give women desserts is surprising enough.