The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Just as Uncle Wan was timidly washing his neck and waiting to die, a faint hum suddenly came from his ear.

Humph?

hum what?

Uncle Wan looked at Yan Jiuchao fearfully, and saw that Yan Jiuchao, who was eager to run away just a second ago, had already gently closed his eyelids.

Without that crazy and bloodthirsty gaze, Uncle Wan seemed to feel that the hostility around the young master was not as strong as before.

So what does this mean? Agree to go to Lotus Village?

Uncle Wan wanted to ask again, but he was afraid that Yan Jiuchao would kill him if he opened his mouth, so he had to take a gamble and waved Ying Shisan, motioning him to drive the carriage to Lianhua Village.

When passing by the Young Master's Mansion, Uncle Wan was frightened to death, Yan Jiuchao simply didn't get angry, and didn't stop the carriage.

In the dead of night, the road is deserted.

The carriage drove into Lianhua Village unimpeded and stopped in front of the gate of Ding's new house.

Uncle Wan got out of the carriage like walking on eggshells.

The front door was bolted from the inside, and they had to enter through the back door.

Just as Uncle Wan went to get the key to open the copper lock on the back door, Yan Jiuchao said calmly: "Did you bring the key?"

Uncle Wan took the key back in a second: "No! I forgot!"

"Oh, I know." Yan Jiuchao turned around and walked towards the back door of Yu Wan's house, only three or two steps away, and he arrived within a short breath.

Ying Shisan thought that his young master was going to enter Miss Yu's house, so he pried the door open without saying a word.

"The door is locked?" Yan Jiuchao asked sinisterly.

"Ah..." Ying Shisan nodded obediently. After nodding, seeing his young master looking at him dangerously, his burly body shook, and he changed his tune, "Ah! No! It's open!"

"It's always on?" Yan Jiuchao asked coldly.

How do I know? I don't live in her house anymore!

Ying Shisan said without changing his face: "Of course it is not turned on at ordinary times. It is the young master who left without saying goodbye today,...in order to wait for the young master, he specially left it on."

Yan Jiuchao clasped his hands behind his back, and raised his brows: "So this is the door reserved for my young master?"

"Should...it should be." Please don't ask, I can't make it up, my conscience hurts...

"So impatient to seduce this young master, shameless!" Yan Jiuchao finished coldly, and walked towards the shameless someone's house like flying.

In the dark hut, the moonlight was like water, Yu Wan was lying on her little bed, the quilt on her body had already been kicked to the side by her, even so, she was still sweating profusely from the heat.

It's just that I was exhausted during the day, and fell asleep again after waking up for a while.

Yan Jiuchao sat down by the bed, the moonlight seemed to be afraid of him, shivering and shining even brighter.

He saw Yu Wan lying on the bed, pressing the pillow under her belly. Her face was facing outwards. On her fair face, she had a delicate profile, long eyelashes, fine beads of sweat on her forehead and tip of her nose, and black hair. Draped messily on the shoulders, it is a little more seductive.

Yan Jiuchao stared at her firmly.

Yu Wan didn't sleep well, she turned over in a daze, and inadvertently groaned and groaned out of heat.

Yan Jiuchao's death-like eyes paused for a moment, as if he had suddenly regained consciousness.

Yu Wan lay on her back on the bed, from her fingertips to her heart, as if on fire, her skirt slipped off, revealing half of her alluring fragrant shoulders.

Yan Jiuchao stretched out his slender jade hand and tugged at her neckline, intending to pull it up for her.

Yu Wan grunted dissatisfiedly, and grabbed Yan Jiuchao's hand.

Yan Jiuchao's hand was icy cold, Yu Wan was like meeting an oasis in the desert, she couldn't hold on tightly.

At first, she just hugged it honestly, but her heart was burning, she pulled the cold "object", turned over and pressed it under her body...

It was more than an hour after Yan Jiuchao came out.

Ying Liuying Thirteen was too good at martial arts, fearing that he heard something he shouldn't have heard, so he retreated a hundred feet away early, leaving only Uncle Wan, the dying old steward, waiting in fear in the bamboo forest.

Finally, when Yan Jiuchao came out, Uncle Wan almost ran over, "Young master!"

"En." Yan Jiuchao replied refreshedly.

Uncle Wan was taken aback when he heard the tone, and looked at Yan Jiuchao, only to see that the hostility on his face had faded away, replaced by a smile on his brows and eyes.

This is so unusual, Uncle Wan's heart skipped a beat.

Yan Jiuchao hummed a little tune and walked towards the carriage.

Still humming the last song, could it be that Miss Yu has already——

Uncle Wan took a deep breath and asked at the risk of being hacked to death: "Young master, tell me what you did to Miss Yu? Is Miss Yu still angry?"

Yan Jiuchao said: "What are you thinking about? Is this young master the kind of person who takes advantage of others? She is hot, and this young master kindly helped her undress."

Uncle Wan's old heart trembled!

Yan Jiuchao continued: "She complained of thirst again, my young master kindly gave her water."

It's not enough to take off your clothes, why do you still need water? How did you feed it? Cuddling, lying down, or mouth to mouth...

Uncle Wan didn't dare to think about it anymore!

"Then, what about the end?" Uncle Wan couldn't bear to look directly at him and asked.

Yan Jiuchao said with a cold expression: "In the end, she shamelessly belittled my young master, my young master has a good temper, and she endured all of them one by one!"

So instead of pushing people away, just lie down obediently and let all the bullshit happen?

Uncle Wan didn't know what to say, and said with embarrassment: "That, that's really embarrassing for the young master..."

A certain young master who had been severely "embarrassed" got into the carriage with a dotted neck and an arrogant expression on his face.

Ying Six and Ying Thirteen accidentally saw the indescribable marks on their young master's neck, and wished they could poke their eyes!

Yan Jiuchao said braggingly, "That's right, she bit it."

The two roared in their hearts, we don't want to know!

...

In the past, when the young master had a seizure, he never killed a lot of people. This time, he was so easily appeased. Uncle Wan didn't expect it to be beaten to death.

Uncle Wan pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming, so he was really relieved.

While Uncle Wan was rejoicing, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful at the same time.

Being hit by Ms. Yu like this or that can stop the attack, which is really more effective than a panacea.

Miss Yu is so powerful, why wasn't she the woman who had a one-night affair with the young master?

Then he can take Miss Yu back to the mansion in a grand manner, and he doesn't have to worry about the young master having a fit again.

...

However, after the heat in her body was relieved, Yu Wan slept until dawn and opened her eyes later than usual.

She lifted the quilt and felt a little sore in her limbs, as if she had been coiled all night, her arms and legs were so sore.

She got up to pour tea, picked it up and found that something was wrong, opened the lid of the teapot to have a look: "Eh? Why is it empty?"

The teeth are also sour.

Could it be that she dreamed of gnawing duck necks?