Chapter 1690: Allergic
I don't know at all, what is the current situation?
Therefore, she blinked ignorantly, looking at Long Yutian very coyly and guiltily.
"But—but—Rong'er often dreams about chicken legs, small fish, rhubarb and Erhuang—"
After a pause, Rong'er raised her head, and seeing Long Yutian's pitch-black face, she quickly added: "Father, don't be angry, Rong'er promises you, I will try not to confuse you with Dahuang Erhuang , I will try my best to give you a place!"
Long Yutian was immediately overwhelmed by Lei's exasperation—how did he get such an answer after such a confession?
The most hateful thing is that this little girl actually compares herself with the big yellow dog in the backyard of Prince Chen's Mansion?
Could it be that he, the majestic king of a country, has been reduced to competing with two dogs for favor? And there's a bitch in it?
Long Ahsan's sad reminder, that heartbreak, that--speechless!
"Shut up and sleep!"
Long Yutian tried his best to restrain Rong'er's pissed off mouth, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.
Xiaorong'er flattened her mouth, turned her body and pointed her butt at Long Yutian, complaining sullenly: "Men in menopause—it's really difficult to serve!"
Long Yutian burst into tears immediately!
When he thought the matter would be over like this, Xiao Rong'er suddenly turned around again, took his hand actively, and stuffed it into his clothes.
"Rong'er, what are you doing?"
Long Yutian was so frightened that his hair exploded, and he quickly withdrew his hand.
Like a big boy who doesn't understand human affairs and is being forced, staring at Rong'er's movements in a daze.
But Rong'er is very simple, she doesn't know why her father is so excited.
She moaned and chirped twice, rubbed against his arm twice, and muttered: "Father, my body is itchy, and there are many small bumps——"
Long Yutian breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, the child's skin is delicate, just now Rong'er climbed trees and soaked in hot springs, could he be allergic to this harsh environment?
So, with a very healthy and very serious attitude, he lifted his fleece underwear and stretched his head to have a look.
Sure enough, some small red dots appeared on her white and delicate skin. Although it was not very serious, it looked particularly frightening on her silky smooth skin.
"Father, it's itchy, I can't scratch it—" Xiaorong'er hooked her back with one hand, looked at Long Yutian with teary eyes, and begged him for help.
Long Yutian held her body with one hand to prevent her from moving, and held her little hand with the other to prevent her from scratching himself without knowing the severity.
"Hey, don't move your velvet. Father is going to find the ointment for you. It won't hurt after you apply it. Don't scratch it. If it breaks, you will be beautiful!"
While talking, Long Yutian ran down from the bed, took out the medicine box, and rummaged through it.
Although there was an imperial doctor accompanying the army, Rong'er was a girl after all, so Long Yutian felt awkward letting an old man look at her body.
Fortunately, before leaving, Duo'er bought some ointment from the old man Tianji, and kept it with him as a spare, for all kinds of bruises, dizziness and dizziness.
Long Yutian quickly dug out a box of herbal medicine, and looked at the curative effect that Qian Duoduo specially pasted on it, it was to prevent mosquito bites, and it also had the effect of anti-allergic.
He smeared it evenly in his hands, and then took the fluff out of the bed: "Hey, my father will put some ointment on you, and it won't itch."
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