[Honghuang] Donghuang Daolu is Tongtian's apprentice

Chapter 231

Beiming sea, in the camellia forest in the back garden of Camellia Island, now is the time when the flowers are blooming, with single petals and double petals, and the dark green leaves are dotted with various delicate flowers. Beautiful flowers, red like fire, pink like clouds, white like snow... There are even colorful spotted camellias.

Most of these camellias are bowl-shaped. At a glance, in the entire camellia forest, the flowers are beautiful in shape, the leaves are dark green and shiny, and the flower shapes are gorgeous and colorful, so beautiful!

Jiao'er and Geng Chen were walking side by side, strolling along the cobblestone path among the flower forests, Geng Chen couldn't help but be amazed to see so many colorful and diverse camellias, last time he came here, for some reason, he vomited blood into a coma, and occasionally woke up The days are also groggy, and I have not been able to appreciate the scenery. Looking at it now, it is really extraordinary, and it is very different from the scenery of Kunlun Mountain where he lives.

He looked around and watched all kinds of camellias, and he was almost overwhelmed by so many camellias. Occasionally, when he saw a rare variety, his eyes lit up, and he ran over in small steps, tiptoeing, Gently sniff the fragrance.

The camellia tree that Gengchen saw, no, or this camellia tree is about two meters high, with a dense canopy, many branches extending down, and a few white camellias with the mouth of a bowl are dotted in it. Depress one of the branches and lean over to smell the fragrance of the flowers.

Seeing this scene, Jiao'er thought it was because he liked this kind of camellia, so she pursed her lips and smiled, walked to his side, and was about to say something to him, but who knew he opened her mouth intoxicated.

"It's so good, it's so good, this taste, this flower shape, this feel," he muttered to himself as he gently touched the soft petals with his index finger, and his expression became more and more excited.

Unable to restrain himself, he tilted his head and looked at Jiao'er beside him, swearing, "The ingredients are definitely top-notch!" He raised his thumbs up in front of him, and nodded seriously.

"With such a beautiful view, do you only think of food?" Jiao'er was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising. He suppressed the desire to laugh, blocked it with his hands, and coughed lightly to cover himself At the same time, looking at the little confused in front of him, he asked a question.

"No." Xiaolong shook his head solemnly, and took his hand naturally, "Come with me, look at this," he pointed to a red camellia with double petals, and said, "I think This is suitable for making desserts." Then he dragged him forward, and Geng Chen would also express different opinions when he encountered other varieties of camellias.

"This pink one is suitable as a side dish," he said, pointing to a pink single-petal catechu flower the size of a baby's fist.

"And this purple one is suitable for making candied fruit and other desserts." Geng Chen touched a few petite purple flowers that were only the size of a fingernail.

"There is more, there is more, let me tell you, this one looks suitable for making soup, and that one can be made..."

Gengchen pulled him along the way, and he included all kinds of camellias in the food range, and through his many years of cooking appraisal, he set the edible range for them. talking.

Jiao'er listened to his babbling, in fact, his attention was not on what he said, but now, he looked down at the overlapping hands of the two, and a warm touch came from it, which made him suddenly The room was a bit messy, but for some reason, he subconsciously didn't want to let go of his hand, but instead slightly held back his hand, making the two more intimate.

Geng Chen didn't notice anything, when he was in Kunlun Mountain, he held his brother's hand like this for countless times, one of them talked, the other listened, and they walked slowly like this.

Seeing that the sun was getting higher and higher, Jiao'er took him to the lake in the back garden and rested in the gazebo.

Jiao'er conjured up several plates of snacks and a pot of tea, looked at Geng Chen, smiled and said, "After shopping for so long, you must be hungry. These are spare pastries made by my mother, you can try them. "He took a small plate, put a piece of cakes of various colors, stacked them together, and then handed the small plate to him.

"I'm really a little hungry," Geng Chen touched his drumming belly, and couldn't help smiling.

He reached out to take the plate, picked up a piece of light green pastry, bit it down, and said while eating, "Aunt Qing's craftsmanship is still so good, this pastry tastes like home." A little hamster, with curved eyebrows and eyes, seems to be happy to eat.

"If you like it, then eat more." Jiao'er reached out and handed him a cup of tea.

"By the way, I've been here for a long time, and I almost forgot my business." Geng Chen took a sip from the teacup, "Where's Aunt Qing? I sneaked out here to check her pulse." After finishing speaking, he was stunned , involuntarily covered his mouth.

"Sneak...come out?" Jiao'er paused for a moment, with a smile in his eyes.

"Well," Xiaolong pursed his lips, and he put down his hands a little embarrassedly, "It's my master and the others," he pouted.

"They always feel that it's not safe outside, so they don't let me go out of Kunlun Mountain, saying that they are afraid that I will be abducted by bad guys. In fact, under normal circumstances, I am very obedient and will not run around." He shook his head.

"Then why did you dare to go to Heaven secretly last time?" Jiao'er saw that there were crumbs of pastries on his lips, so she reached out and took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Isn't that to see you?" Geng Chen held the teacup in one hand and the pastry in the other, unable to free his hands, he let him wipe his mouth. "I promised to be your friend, so I must not miss the appointment, otherwise, you will be so disappointed." He blinked his big eyes twice, and said what was in his heart.

"Cough," Jiao'er heard this, and looked at him again. For some reason, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he felt that his face was a little hot. He withdrew his hand, holding the handkerchief in his hand, a little at a loss .

"You haven't told me yet, where did Aunt Qing go?" Seeing that he had been silent, Geng Chen simply put down his teacup, waved his hands in front of his eyes, and asked again.

"Mother kisses her," Jiao'er recalled Qingdai's messenger talisman received not long ago, so she replied, "She went out to visit friends, but she sent a letter to me, saying that she will be back soon."

"Oh," Geng Chen nodded after hearing this, expressing that he understood.

"Mother said she would be back soon. From what I know about her, it will not exceed three days at the latest. Why don't you stay here for a few days, so that I can do my best as a landlord. After she comes back, I will do my best for you." Let her check the pulse, do you think this is good?" Seeing this, Jiao'er was worried that he would leave just like that, so she couldn't help but feel moved, and suggested.

"Okay, okay," Geng Chen nodded after thinking about it, and agreed.

He thought, anyway, three days is nothing. He heard from his master before that the Yaozu's celebration banquet for Emperor Wa will take some time. When he comes out this time, he will have to check Aunt Qing's pulse and prescribe a prescription. Go back after getting the medicine, it's not in vain for the care they took for him when he was injured and vomited blood.

Seeing that he agreed, Jiao'er couldn't help but feel happy.At this time, Geng Chen was eating a pastry with a piece of cake in his hand, and was enjoying himself. He had just finished eating the pastry in his hand, and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe his hands. Jiaoer who was a little dazed.

"Jiao'er," he tried to call him.

"What's wrong?" Jiao'er regained consciousness instantly, looked at him and asked back.

"I think something is wrong with you today." Geng Chen leaned over and looked him up and down.

"Wow, what's wrong?" Jiao'er was happy about what he promised to stay just now, but at this time he was called out like this, for some reason, she felt a little flustered as if she had done something but was caught.

"You read it wrong." He looked left and right, but he didn't dare to look into Geng Chen's eyes, and said nonsense.

"It's really not right!" Hearing this, Geng Chen simply moved from the seat opposite him to next to him, and leaned over to take a serious look.

At this time, he was very close to Jiao'er, and getting closer and closer. Later, the two of them were even close to face to face. Jiao'er felt his shallow breathing, and couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster and faster. Soon, and the face is hotter.

"No, no, something is wrong." Jiao'er was so nervous at this moment that she clenched her little fist tightly, her body could not help but lean back slightly, and she stuttered a bit.

"Yes," Geng Chen nodded earnestly, he stretched out his right hand, and put his palm on Jiao'er's cheek, "Your face is so red, and," he rubbed his hand a few times with his thumb "It's still hot."

Geng Chen accurately stated his true feelings, and leaned over to look at him carefully. This action made Jiao'er even more flustered, and he could feel his body temperature soaring rapidly, and his ears were also red up.

"Are you sick?" Geng Chen touched his forehead, then his own, comparing their temperatures.Sure enough, the opponent was much hotter than himself, so Xiaolong became anxious.

"You really are sick, why didn't you tell me when you feel uncomfortable? It's not okay to avoid medical treatment." He stretched out his hand to check his pulse first, but the moment he touched his wrist, Jiao'er stood up abruptly, And turned sideways, not daring to look at him.

"Jiao'er? What's wrong with you?" Geng Chen also stood up, looked at him suspiciously and asked.

"I, I, it's okay. Maybe it's too hot, I'm a bit heatstroke." He tried to keep his voice steady, and then began to find a plausible reason.However, the small pink fist of the right hand hanging in the sleeve was tightly clenched, showing that his heart was not at peace at this time.

"Oh, so that's the case," Geng Chen nodded, expressing his understanding, but he immediately realized, "Heatstroke? This is also a big deal, and we can't delay it! Let me see how you are doing?" He Quickly ran in front of Jiao'er, stood on tiptoe and touched his forehead with his own, wanting to feel his body temperature carefully.

This scene completely made Jiaoer lose his voice. He looked at the young man who was close to Chi Chi, face to face with his forehead, and his heart beat faster uncontrollably. It was red and about to bleed.

Geng Chen took his temperature, then separated from him, lowered his head and shook hands, chattering about how to treat heatstroke. "Later, I'll cook some mung bean soup to clear the summer heat, and add a little ice to cool it down. By the way, do you like sweet food? Do I need to add some sugar or something?" He looked up to ask for his opinion.

Unexpectedly, I saw a scene of startling dragons! "Jiao'er, you," he pointed at his face with an expression of disbelief, "You have a nosebleed."

"What?" Jiao'er raised his hand to wipe it, and sure enough, he saw red blood on the back of his hand. Now, his face was even redder, not shy, but ashamed, "I actually, unexpectedly, did something wrong in front of him." Such a shame! '

Jiao'er was ashamed and angry, before he had time to explain anything to him, he trotted out, leaving only Gengchen looking at his back with a row of question marks on his head, "I never heard that people with heat stroke can also get nosebleeds? "He raised his hand and touched his chin, very puzzled.

"Could it be?" He seemed to have thought of something, "Does he have some hidden disease?" His thoughts diverged to nowhere, and he was whimsical, and he also planned, "Then I have to take a good look for him. How can the disease be cured? Probably not, he is afraid of taking medicine." He guessed uncertainly.