The inside of the door is like a bean.

The man in white shrunk his thin shoulders and read in the wind in front of the window.

"Melon, songbird, phoenix ......"

The book was snatched. A smell of lily medicine rushed into his nose.

"Smack!" the book was thrown to the ground.

Canghai slowly raised his head to look at him.

The miracle doctor was expressionless. Suddenly pinched his face and looked at it. He lowered his eyes.

Glancing at the file on the ground. He bent over and stretched out his arms.

Go pick it up.

The face is still pinched.

The miracle doctor gently flicked the candlestick in front of the window. The candlestick "bar" fell on the file. Hot candle tears splashed on the back of Canghai's hand. I don't say it hurts.

The hand with the candle tears hurried to the rescue. Reach. A gust of wind blew in outside the window.

The dossier burned badly.

Canghai glared at the divine doctor.

The miracle doctor was expressionless. Reach out and kick the file away.

It was pinched until the dossier turned to ashes.

The divine doctor let go, strode over the bookcase, took a ring ruler, dragged Canghai to the side of the bed, and grabbed his left foot. The ring ruler hunted loudly, and he pumped five feet in the center of his foot, and threw it in the ears of Canghai.

Li Ge saw the divine doctor outside the gate of the hospital, with a gloomy face, striding away, his clothes flying away. Li Ge entered the house with a small pot of glutinous japonica rice porridge and six or seven side dishes, and it was dark that he couldn't see the road clearly. I lit the candle and saw Canghai sitting on the edge of the bed with a red face staring at a pile of paper ashes on the ground, barefoot, one on the ground and the other hanging, covering the hem of his clothes. Next to the ashes is a flame-extinguishing candlestick.

Li Ge didn't dare to speak. Set up a small stove, add some water, and boil rice porridge. looked at him, and quietly led the door out of the door. Canghai's lowered eyes gradually filled with tears.

The candlelight flickered. Yu Zhou has knelt on one knee in front of the sea. "......?"

Canghai blinked his eyes and said lightly: "Say." ”

Yu Zhou looked at the paper ashes and candlesticks on the ground, and then looked at him closely, and then said, "...... Everything was as expected. However, Zhongli Po injured Ao Zhuo and Shen Old Castle Lord, but fortunately, their lives were not in danger for the time being. Old Castle Lord Shen has agreed to the marriage of Ao Zhuo and Wuyi. ”

The sea came out of the gods for a while. Yu Zhou saw a ring ruler thrown behind him, and found that the back of his right hand holding on the side of the bed had a little bit of red. If you look closely, you can see that it is candle tears. So he took his hand and gently removed it.

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The back of his hand was still red. Yu Zhou looked at his complexion and gently stroked the redness and swelling.

Canghai withdrew his hand and said lightly: "I didn't know that the old castle master of Shen Dao was so badly injured......

Yu Zhou said: "There are shadow people guarding it, and there will be no danger." You don't have to blame yourself. ”

Canghai seemed to shake his head slightly. He said softly: "I originally thought that the red paint in Ao Zhuo's palm could protect him, but who knew that Zhong Lipo actually ......" paused, and then said: "What about the dance clothes?"

Yu Zhou looked at him puzzled, "What about being with Aozhuo and them?"

Canghai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then relaxed, "Didn't her feelings for Ao Zhuo remind Zhong Lipo of Fangfang?"

Yu Zhou lowered his head and thought about it, and the corners of his mouth raised into an almost invisible smile. "From my point of view, Zhong Lipo seems to be starting to get tired of the dance clothes, and even seems to be ......" Yu Zhou tilted his head, frowned, and smiled: "I'm in love with her." ”

"Dancing clothes are really the type he likes. After Canghai finished speaking softly, he shook his head and said, "I haven't fallen in love yet." Did he say that he wanted to kill all of them if he didn't leave any of them?" Yu Guang saw that Yu Zhou nodded, and then said: "It's not enough to fall in love, what I want is his unbearable."

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