MTL - Finest Servant-Chapter 689 See also Jang Geum

"Where, where!" Lin Lang shouted embarrassedly, holding her little hand, and hurried inward.

The patients outside the door consciously lined up, and did not dare to disturb the doctor inside. Seeing this black boy who didn't know where to come from, he actually ran into the long formation and ran directly into it. He couldn't help glaring and glaring at him.

Lin Wanrong grinned and folded her hands: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm in a hurry, it's about the happiness of the doctor's life, please forgive me."

It doesn't matter whether the Koreans can understand or not, they rushed to the door of the small building all the time, just as the door quietly opened, and a patient who had finished the treatment stepped out of the door.

After entering the door, they smelled a faint sandalwood before his nose, and his impetuous heart calmed down.

The living room is large and the layout is simple and elegant. There are several tables and chairs in front of the door for patients to wait for. The clinic with a curtain is behind it, and the doctor sitting in it is sitting there.

Through the tassel constantly fluttering, I saw a medical woman sitting in it, but she was in her forties or fifties, and looked at them with kind eyes: "Young man, what disease do you and your wife see? Is it infertility? ? Then we medical girls can't see it! "

Fortunately, Mr. Lin couldn't understand her words, otherwise he would have jumped like thunder: what is infertility? Not afraid to scare you out! My two sons gave birth to two, and there are still three of them waiting for delivery in the mother's stomach!

Seeing the man in the imagination, Lin Wanrong was suddenly disappointed, shook his head and sighed, but saw the young lady secretly pulled his hand. Pointed silently inside.

There was a curtain hanging from the old medical doctor about three or four feet away. There was a taciturn figure inside, hidden and silent.

"Thank you. I'll look for the doctor inside!" Lin Wanrong thanked the medical girl Zuozhu, took Miss's hand, and hurried into it.

"Well, she's ill. Don't see a doctor--" The medical girl hurriedly got up to stop, but could not keep up with them.

Step by step closer. Through the slightly dangling curtain, the shadowy figure looked more and more real.

A few rhododendrons that have dried up. Put it in a vase on the table. An elegant and quiet woman sat at the table side by side, stroking the dry Jindalai gently, staring at the paintings on the wall, silently in a daze.

There is a splash of ink on the wall. On the faint green hills, the fiery red rhododendrons spreading in the mountains are bright, like a wide red carpet. I don't know where the cuckoo bird came from. Flying with wings in the bright flowers. A few drops of crystal-clear red tears slowly dripped onto the charming petals.

"Spring is red and Xie is red and autumn is red. The country died and people came to Chu Palace. It should be the injustice of Shu. It depends on the color to sue the west wind."

That line of poems mournfully recounted among the flowers. Juan Xiu is beautiful and beautiful.

This is the allusion that "the cuckoo cries blood, and the child returns to mourn". In the past, Lin Wanrong used to say this when he was about to pick up girls. Many people were touched, but I didn't expect to be painted into a picture by a caring person.

Many days gone. The little palace girl still has red lips and white teeth. The skin was clear as if washed with egg white. His eyes were round and bright, indescribably light and peaceful.

A large Korean dress. Cover her with her lovely body. Looking down the white neck, the plump **** were tall and the slender thighs were round and full. Alluring.

It was just the silent breeze that moved her long hair show skirt, which made her look like a weak willow, and was pathetic.

"Hello, did you come to see the doctor, what are the symptoms?" The little palace girl's voice was still so gentle. She sighed, her eyes gradually clear. Turned silently, raised the lower case on the table to prepare the record.

"Yeah, I have a lot of symptoms these days." I didn't understand Korean. Just looking at her expression, she knew what to ask. Lin Wanrong sat in front of her with a smile: "For example. Excessive nutrition. The body is too strong and the **** is too fierce. Please give me a recipe!"

"Crap," the writing brush in the little palace girl's hand dropped gently, she shook her head and looked up at the smiling face in front of her. The tears of two beans burst out instantly, speechless for a moment.

"Chang Jinmei, how are you?" Lin Wanrong smiled slightly.

Xu Changjin looked at him blankly, his skin was stained with fiery pink, his complexion was like a peach blossom in March, and she groaned, tears falling down.

"Master—" I didn't know how long it was, she finally trembled and opened her rosy mouth, her eyes were misty, her legs gradually bent, and she knelt slowly.

With her together, she showed a raised belly under her long skirt, and she looked like she had been there for seven months.

Lin Wanrong was horrified, and suddenly held her up: "What are you doing, how can you kneel? You want my life!"

Xu Changjin's eyes were closed lightly, tears were like broken beads, and he couldn't hold him in his arms. He shook his head desperately: "Sir, I'm sorry, but I'm sorry you!"

Her transparent skin was crystal clear, her beautiful eyes were closed gently, just like the raindrops and pear blossoms, delicate and fragile.

In the face of such a weak woman, even if Lin is a hard-hearted man, I don't know what to say. He sighed silently: "Miss Nagamoto, what are you sorry for me? I don't quite understand!"

At this exit of Miss Changjin, she pulled the distance between them two hundred and eighty thousand miles away. Xu Changjin Jiao trembled, she wept, and she choked, as if she was about to die, and could not say a word.

The young lady gave him a few white glances in anger, hurriedly leaned over, and patted the young lady's incense shoulder gently: "Sister Changjin, don't be afraid, just say anything! He dare to speak for you, I will do it for you The lesson is he! "

The little palace girl shook her head in sorrow, choked, and said intermittently: "Miss Xiao, it's all about Changjin's fault! My lord hit me and scolded me, Changjin willingly!"

Looking at her raised round abdomen, Xiao Yuruo sighed and shook her head: "Sister Changjin, it's the little girl who blame you. This time, I also want to say something fair for Lin Lang. You just like him and can't use it. This method! He took medicine in his wine, secretly conceived the flesh and blood of the Lin family, but returned silently to Korea. It is a time of peace. It is also worrying, not to mention the fierce fighting here. Just in case There are three long and two short, but the bones and blood of our Lin family are just fine— "

"Sorry.

Sorry— "The little palace girl desperately dropped her tears, and she dared not look straight at him.

See her pitiful look. The young lady couldn't help but blame it. Seeing her husband silent, he couldn't help but twist his arm fiercely: "What are you still doing? You say something!"

My belly is so big, what else can I say? Master Lin cried a few times with a bitter smile: "Miss Miss is right, Miss Changjin, you are very wrong doing this, you should pay attention next time-oh oh no, you must review it carefully. Our Lin family is cheap, It's not white! "

This person is a typical nerd, and if Xiao Yu listens quite helplessly, the tears of the little palace girl are really sad, no matter what purpose she originally had with Lin Lang for that night's dew marriage, but think of her The unmarried single woman suddenly lifted her belly. I wonder how many people would poke her spine behind her back. She is pregnant with Rokko, and has to run around the front line of the war to save people. It's really an amazing woman.

In this way, I can't stand the blame mind anymore. When I saw Xu Changjin's clear and shy eyes, Xiao Yuruo had to shake his head: "Sister Changjin, please introduce him to say something, I'll wait here you guys!"

Miss Xiao was so knowledgeable about the book, she felt infinitely grateful to the little palace girl, and she looked up at the adult and glanced secretly. But dare not speak.

Behind this consulting room is a quiet bedroom. The meaning of the young lady was to let him go to court with the little court girl, and Lin Wanrong quickly grabbed Yu Ruo's hand. Softly: "Let's go! I'm in there alone. A little scared!"

The young lady was not angry, nor was she laughing. What are you afraid of a big man, at best let her take advantage again!

"Miss, thank you!" Changjin's eyes were filled with grateful tears, and Zhao Yuruo bowed deeply. Miss hurriedly supported her: "You are so heavy, how can you do this gift! Don't be afraid when talking to him! You also know that he has a hard mouth and a soft heart, and will not treat you. You can rest assured! "

Lin Wanrong smiled helplessly, rubbing a few times on her waist: "Excuse me, where do you help?"

Yu Ruo stared at him fiercely, and silently looked at the little stomach raised by the little palace girl, and said enviously: "Nobody helps, I only help our Lin family!"

Lin Wanrong's heart was crisp, as if he had been held seven inches, nodded honestly, and smiled in her ear: "Just say this, baby, your future belly will definitely be twice as big as Changge more than."

The young lady whispered softly, her face was red and her ears were red and her body was soft.

Xu Changjin looked at their intimate flirtation and curiosity, with deep admiration in her eyes, she silently raised the curtain, her face appeared bright pink, and said softly respectfully: "Master, please come in!"

He Changjin really didn't need to be polite, Lin Wanrong sighed and stepped into the room.

I just entered the room, and suddenly hesitated. The room was small, and a bright pink bed was placed inside. A high-heeled platform was set up beside the window. A low-foot table was placed on the platform, and the decoration was exactly the same as that of the night in Beijing. The table was covered with a vase in front of the bed, and it was spotlessly clean, and the vase was filled with dried azaleas.

Rhododendron blooms in spring, this is the late autumn season, these withered flowers, I am afraid that it has been here for more than half a year.

He breathed a long breath, not knowing what to say.

Xu Changjin stared blankly at him, and a mist of water rose in her eyes, she bowed down gently, laboriously took a pair of cloth mops beside, and said gently: "Sir, Changjin serves you to change your shoes."

The scene in front of me seemed to have met each other. Lin Wanrong hurriedly grabbed the cloth drag in her hand, and said angrily, "No joke! When is this time, can you still bend down?"

The little palace girl had a sour nose, and her rosy cherry mouth opened slightly, trembling and looking at him: "Sir, this is our custom of Korea!"

"What kind of custom? Is it because I am a distinguished guest?" The adult exasperated.

Xu Changjin's face was painted with Danxia, ​​and the fire was burning. She shook her head silently and helped him sit on the cymbal, and then he had to kneel off his shoes for him.

Lin Wanrong was horrified and hurriedly supported her heavy body: "Exempt, exempt it! You are not serving me, you are killing me!"

The little palace girl was blushing, and her body could not squat. She stubbornly pushed the adult down on the bed, took off his shoes, and put on a cloth mop. Then she smiled contentedly at him, and the crystal tears burst out instantly. .

"Okay, okay, don't cry!" Seeing her clear, bright and firm eyes, Lin Wanrong was instantly upset, and all the complaints could not be explained. He turned around and sat up: "You talk about, you were responsible to me ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ like that last time?"

Xu Changjin's cheeks were bloody, his eyes were red, and he silently bowed his head: "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Is it just useful to say I'm sorry?" The adult snorted, exasperated. "Do you know how much damage you have brought to my mature body and young mind? Since then, I will never be Dare to drink a woman ’s toast, never dare to enter a woman ’s boudoir—cough, cough, except for my wife— ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The little housemaid cried, and she really didn't know what to say except these three words. It's just the words of the grown-up that made her feel sad but wondered: In addition to entering your wife's boudoir, who else do you want to enter?

Lin Wanrong had a temper and saw that the little palace girl was trembling, her face was pale, and she could not bear it anymore, so she had to cough a few times and hum: "Then you talk about it, do you dare to obsess me that next time? Huh, the most important thing It was ridiculous to daze me when I was faint! "

This is a strange shame and shame unprecedented in his life, new hatred and old hatred came to his heart, and the voice of speaking naturally louder.

The little palace girl blushed and beat her head silently, her voice was like a mosquito: "Dare, my lord, I will never dare!"