The Group’s Favorite Cute Baby is One and a Half Years Old

Chapter 518, Innocent King Three Years Old

Sister Ying was so sleepy that she almost closed her eyes several times, but she tried her best not to fall asleep.

 She shook her head, trying to wake herself up.

 But I am still very sleepy, so sleepy that I almost fall asleep.

She reached out and patted Jing Shirong's chest, hoping that he would fall asleep quickly so that he wouldn't be afraid of escaping.

 But Jing Shirong kept his eyes open, obviously not sleepy.

Sister Ying patted his chest and hummed, trying to make him fall asleep.

 After the last patting, Jing Shirong did not fall asleep, but she coaxed herself to sleep.

The flapping little hands gradually dropped, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Jing Shirong saw that the little hands on his chest had stopped moving, and looked at them in confusion for a while.

 Then, he stretched out his big hand, grabbed the small hand, looked at it doubtfully, and squeezed it.

 Finally, with confused eyes, he grabbed the little hand and patted his chest, as if he was learning the action just now.

He took pictures for a while and felt that it was not as fun as Sister Ying's, so he grabbed Sister Ying's little hand and put it in front of him, curiously squeezing the soft flesh of her palm.

That soft touch reminded him of the touch of this woman's red lips on the back of his hand just now, so gentle.

So he tilted his head and thought for a moment, followed suit, put his lips on Sister Ying's back, and kissed her.

His lips were a little cold and fell on the back of Sister Ying's hand. Sister Ying was sleeping uneasily. Yingning made a sound and moved. She instinctively hugged Jing Shirong's waist and buried her little head deeply in his arms. Fell asleep.

Jing Shirong saw that she was coming towards her, his handsome face looked innocent, at a loss, and he didn't quite understand.

 He doesn’t know who he is, what his name is, or what he is doing.

He didn't even know what he was going to do. He just felt that the world was white, his head was empty, and he had no memory.

He was silently dazed for a while, and wanted to stand up, but there was someone hanging on him, and she groaned when he moved a little bit.

So he lay back again, tilting his head, wondering why she wanted to hang on him? It felt a little heavy on his chest, but it smelled delicious.

He lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of Sister Ying's hair. He thought it smelled very good, so he lowered his head and sniffed it, like a puppy.

 The warm breath breathed into Sister Ying's hair, making Sister Ying sleep uneasily. His little face turned to Jing Shirong's lips.

 She has a beautiful sleeping face, the skin on her face is smooth and tender, and it feels great when it touches her lips.

Jing Shirong's eyes were innocent. He stayed blank for a while, then lowered his head and took a bite of the side of her face. She felt it was so tender. Her innocent black eyes widened in vain, as if she was sighing at the excellent taste.

But he also remembered that he bit Sister Ying's finger at noon, so he didn't dare to use force with his mouth. Like a little wolfdog, he gently licked the side of his face that he had bitten, as if he was healing her.

Sister Ying was also very sleepy, so she frowned and fell asleep again, otherwise she would have cursed a few words when a dog licked her owner's face.

 Fortunately, she turned over and went back to sleep, this time with her back to Jing Shirong.

Jing Shirong looked at her back, as if he didn't like her back to him, so he thought about it, then turned her over and let her sleep on her side facing him.

Sister Ying was turned over, she closed her eyes and clicked her tongue, then turned over again and continued to sleep.

Jing Shirong was stunned for a moment when she clicked her tongue, and then he reached out to turn her over, but he was afraid that she would click on him, so in the end he had to get up by himself, move to her side, and lie face to face with her.

He could just move over by himself, but he still had to hold Sister Ying's hand to make her resume the movement of holding him.

 Leave her head to his chest.

 After doing all this, he sighed with satisfaction, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

 Sister Ying did not wake up until evening.

 When I woke up, I suddenly remembered something, and immediately looked to the side in shock.

 Fortunately, the person next to her was still there, and her big eyes opened blankly, as if she had woken her up.

 “Brother Rong?”

Jing Shirong rubbed his eyes and tilted his head to look at her without responding. He stretched out his hand to pull her down and motioned for her to continue sleeping.

Sister Ying didn't want to sleep anymore, so she said to him, "Get up, it's very late. It's time to cook in a while." Jing Shirong already knew what cooking meant, so he thought about it and got up with her.

Sister Ying knelt down to help him put on his shoes and taught him, "Here are the shoes. You must wear them when you get up."

 Then put a cloak on him.

"This is a cloak. It's cold now, especially at night."

 She stood on tiptoes and tied the rope for him. Help him arrange his hair again.

 But he was too tall, so Sister Ying asked him, "Squat down a little. It's too high and I can't reach him."

Jing Shirong tilted his head and looked at her with dark eyes, not understanding what he meant by squatting down.

Sister Ying showed him, "Like this,"

She made a motion to squat down. Jing Shirong looked at her for a while before squatting down.

Seeing that he was quite obedient, Sister Ying felt somewhat relieved.

 Even if he becomes dull now, at least he is obedient.

 She arranged his hair before taking his hand to the kitchen.

 A few of the ancient medicines were still being developed in pharmacies.

 The four masters and apprentices have been in the pharmacy since noon and have never come out.

Sister Ying asked Qi Yuanming to chop firewood, while she took Jing Shirong to cook in the kitchen.

 Eat fried noodles in the evening.

 Add some eggs, bacon, side dishes, and some shrimps, and the fried noodles will be very fragrant.

Sister Ying asked Jing Shirong to sit on the small bench and wait obediently.

　　"Just sit down for a while and talk to me for a while."

Jing Shirong didn’t respond, but sat down and waited obediently.

When Qi Yuanming came in with firewood, he was surprised to see him sitting obediently, "How can he still listen to you when he has lost his memory?"

This is really weird. Is this guy pretending?

Sister Ying glanced at him and said, "Don't say that to him."

Jing Shirong is not someone who pretends to be sick, nor can he pretend to be so.

Qi Yuanming cheered, "I know. Isn't this the joy of suffering?"

 It is a pity to think about a good person and suddenly become stupid.

Sister Ying firmly believes, "He is not stupid, it is just the sequelae of poisoning. He will be cured after treatment. We must have confidence."

Qi Yuanming also hoped so, and said, "Yes, we are all optimistic. With Gu Gu and the others here, things will get better."

The two sighed at each other and did not continue the topic.

Sister Ying cooked the noodles and asked Qi Yuanming to call them for dinner.

When Qi Yuanming went to shout, the old medicine kings were still grinding medicine powder.

"time to eat."

Sister Yang and her children were already hungry, so they sighed and said, "Come here."

They went out to eat together and sat around. They looked at Jing Shirong and saw that he was sitting blankly, paying no attention to anyone or looking at anyone. He just sat next to Sister Ying, so he asked Sister Ying.

“Did he have any other reaction at noon?”

Sister Ying shook her head, "No, we were all sleeping at noon, but he was very good. He kept lying with me and didn't go anywhere."

Good night(▽｀)

 (End of this chapter)