MTL - The Lady’s Sickly Husband-~ 017 anger, sudden

Ning Shaoqing smashed a bit of awkward head. He was born in a big family. He saw a lot of things. When he was not right, he reacted. He quickly stepped back and shouted. "Hey, what do you want?"

"No, nothing? Oh, what's wrong with you?" Fang Taoer said that he would come over and help Ning Shaoqing.

Niang said that the soup in the soup is the exclusive secret of her family, nourishing yin and tonifying the kidneys. It is colorless and tasteless in the soup, and it is harmless to the human body.

However, if you eat the soup and smell the powder on her body, it will be different.

Niang said that as long as the gentleman drank the soup, she sprinkled the powder on her body, and what she thought in her heart would surely be achieved.

She just went out and sprinkled the powder.

Ning Shaoqing, who wants to climb the bed, sees much more. Fang Taoer’s unconcealed eyes are like a wolf like a tiger. How can he not see it? I noticed that it was a strange smell, and he unconsciously stepped back a few steps.

Fang Taoer saw Ning Shaoqing retreating to avoid her. I was afraid that the smell was not enough. The skin was thick and she went directly to Ning Shaoqing.

Ning Shaoqing's brow wrinkled, and once the palm of his hand passed, Fang Taoer flew out, and the slamming slammed on the door panel.

"Roll!"

One word is shaking!

Ning Shaoqing's face is full of sorrow, the eyes are shot with ice skates, and bloody, only the soul of Fang Taoer is scared. Her forehead was smashed, and her mouth was bloody, but she didn't even have the courage to touch it. She climbed up and ran out.

Hate! If it is the past, one can only have the life of this woman. Ning Shaoqing looked at the disappearance of the door with a stern look.

After a long delay, he twisted his eyebrows, licked his blushing eyes, spit out a blood, and slowly walked to the yard, jumping into the well without hesitation.

After half a hour of soaking, Ning Shaoqing jumped out of the well and lifted the last glimmer of strength, took off her wet clothes, and lay down on the bed.

This medicine is really amazing!

If it was before, it would be a bad spring, and the medicine would not hurt him. He will not react if he drinks ten bowls.

But now, his skills are all used to suppress cold poisons, the body's cold poison and this stupid medicine are mutually different, making the efficacy of this stupid drug several times higher than usual.

The head was groggy, but he still tried to bring up the instinct and forced the last remnant out.

When the remnants of the spring medicine were forced out of the body, the cold poison that was suppressed in the body was stimulated and broke out.

Ning Shaoqing is screaming, and the scene of the past is played back in his mind...

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Mo Qianxue chose a set of teas in the tea shop and bought some good teas. Then he hired a car and headed for Wangjiacun.

When I got home, I saw the home quietly. I thought that Ning Shaoqing had not returned to class. Then he sang a song, took a newly bought tea set and went into the kitchen to burn a pot of water and soaked a pot of good tea.

The modern one is a very good tea ceremony, and often enjoys tea with friends. For a long time, he has become a tea ceremony master. It’s a pity that after the hardship, there wasn’t even a thick tea in the house, let alone the tea set for making tea.

It was only after holding the tea tray into the back room that Ning Shaoqing was lying on the bed.

Mo Qianxue talked about business today, bought a few good books, and pottered tea sets. The mood is very good. She offered a treasure to the bed and smiled softly. "Mr., get up for tea! This tea is my special today..."

Before she finished, Ning Shaoqing blinked her palm and lifted the tea tray.

The teapot and the teacup fell to the ground, and the ground was broken.

Tea, tea splashed a thousand dollars and looked at each other.

Mo Qianxue was shocked and angry by this sudden palm. He was incoherent. "You, you..."

Ning Shaoqing has fallen into confusion. The woman in front of her eyes is faintly coincident with those unbearable faces. His face is frosty and disdainful. "Hey, let me roll!"

In the face of this sudden conflict, the strange snow has a blank mind.

She didn't touch the tea on her face. She didn't go to the tea on her head. She just slowly squatted down, picked up the **** from the ground, and cleaned up the room.

The hand was pierced with slag, but the snow was unaware, and her heart was already in the swearing, broken into slag.

A thousand people asked themselves, although he was the first to take care of him in order to be afraid of being sent as a slave. However, this half a month she really is really good to him. After all, in this world, he is the only one who is closest to her and the one she touches the most.

She thought about going to rely on him to be old, thinking about wanting to be with him and the United States and the United States, but also wanting to earn a thousand good fields, and then broaden the heart to raise a steamed buns...

However, in this person's eyes, what is she? One next person? A cook? Still awkward!

Is she feeling wrong, obviously she feels that he is still somewhat affectionate.

Many times, although he seems to be unintentional, but that look, that awkward but betrayed him. Is it that you will be wrong, the table is wrong?

Just yesterday, he looked at her with a smile and said that she would help her manage the tofu business.

The silence after the sound, the sorrow of solidification in the air, recruited the soul of Ning Shaoqing back, and there was a focal length in the eye. Then, look at it, the woman in front of me is a strange snow.

Seeing the mess of a house, he realized that things were serious. However, opening his mouth, Ning Shaoqing did not speak, the palm of his hand, and slowly fell down.

What reason does he have for her to forgive herself! He is a man who is dying, what qualifications are there, and he is so beautiful.

After finishing the scum on the ground, she sneaked out the door with a **** of tea tray. The strength of her body was pumped clean at that moment, and the buttocks of the force were sitting under the old willow tree and looking up. day.

There was a cloud in the sky, and the sky seemed to be graying down. Her heart was also gray, which blew the world, swallowed her, overwhelmed, and turned everything into ashes, including herself.

Ning Shaoqing struggled to get up, in the doorway, secretly looked at the woman who was desperately suppressing her head and not letting the tears flow down, slowly holding the fist.

The fingernails broke into the palm of his hand, but he didn't feel a little pain, but there was something broken there in his chest.

He twitched and put his fist in his mouth, his teeth biting tightly, his fists, his blood flesh.

For a long time, he slowly put down his palm and fell down on the bed.

Let her hate herself! In this way, after she dies, she will not be sad, she can still be happy.

So be it……

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