Xue Junhan stretched out his hand, Zhen Duoduo was inexplicable, Xue Junhan pointed in front of him again, and Zhen Duoduo immediately stepped forward to tie the belt. He diligently put shoes on people and helped them off the kang.

"Ugly girl, what's your name?"

"Zhen Duoduo, what about you"

Xue Junhan recalled the name Zhen Duoduo and replied casually, "Xue Junhan"

The person is good-looking, and the name is good, is there any? Zhen Duoduo is now a nymphomaniac.

Zhen Duoduo set up a stool for people, and helped people sit down like a wife, smiling at the cold face of the little boy, seeing all this, Mo Twelve knew that what he persuaded Zhen Duoduo was in vain.

The remaining half of the ginseng that saved people, Mo Twelve put it away like a baby, and he didn't waste even the ginseng scum that had squeezed the juice.

No, after boiling porridge, he gave Xue Junhan a bowl of porridge, and he himself held a bowl of porridge to drink.

Xue Junhan looked at the ginseng in the bowl that looked like it had been chewed, and his long peach blossom eyes narrowed into a dangerous shape.

Looking at the swordsman again, carrying a broken sword wrapped in rags, and also holding a bowl of porridge and sucking it, the ginseng in his bowl must have been chewed by this person, and he dared to give it to the master again, Xue Junhan directly lifted the bowl.

That's right, Mo Twelve is the swordsman with the sword wrapped in rags on his back.

Mo Twelve now can't do the sword baby, and he has to hug him when he sleeps, and take it wherever he goes, but he really doesn't pay attention to the point of chewing the ginseng in other people's bowls and then giving it to others.

Zhen Duoduo froze, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xue Junhan coldly, and did not speak.

Xue Junhan's temper is so stinky, he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all, and he also squinted at Zhen Duoduo with peach blossom eyes. There is no timidity.

Zhen Duoduo stood up, and without warning, he suddenly kicked on the bench where Xue Junhan was sitting. After kicking the bench, Zhen Duoduo didn't stay for a moment, and left directly.

Xue Junhan lay in the porridge and struggled a few times, but he couldn't get up, Mo Twelve smiled, well, the little master Zhen still has a temper, he is relieved.

It turned out that he was still afraid, this little master was really dazzled by such a stinky kid, is this in line with the little master's painting style?

Xue Junhan must ask what kind of painting style is this Zhen Duoduo?

Zhen Dabao, Stupid Dad, and Mo Twelve will look at people with the eyes of fools, and the naked facts tell them that this Aunt Zhen's painting style is, don't be embarrassed in front of this little girl, she will definitely make people feel good for no more than two seconds.

It's not time to eat, and there are only two people left in this kitchen, Mo Twelve and Xue Junhan.

Mo Twelve was not disturbed by Xue Junhan to drink porridge, he squatted next to Xue Junhan's head with a bowl, took a sip of porridge, and glanced at Xue Junhan, as if he was eating with Xue Junhan's joke.

"Look at Nima, don't help the master up!"

Xue Junhan is usually the kind of master who will lie down and sleep if he falls, but when he first came to Zhen's house, he was confused by Zhen Duoduo's unreasonable cards.

The girl who was holding him just now, taking care of her before and after the saddle, why did she suddenly stretch out her foot and kick him.

Mo Twelve looked at Xue Junhan with a mocking expression, "Boy, there is one thing I think you have to understand, you are sick this time, and your useless servant will leave you and run away" Weichang

"These damn dog minions, see if I go back and don't slaughter them," Xue Junhan gritted his teeth and said viciously

Mo Twelve stretched out his index finger and shook it, "I'm afraid you won't be able to go back," he took another sip of porridge and said, "Your servant sold you to my little master." ”

Xue Junhan's eyes widened. This servant is really cowardly, aren't they afraid that their father will strip them alive?

"That's right, don't doubt it, the little master bought you for a hundred taels,"

Mo Twelve stopped what Xue Junhan wanted to say, "Don't talk about paying back, you can pay back the money, pay back one million taels, you know what kind of medicine you need to save your disease, and I will save you with 100,000 taels, and I will pay it back together."

Xue Junhan's face condensed slightly, it was even more difficult to save him once he had an illness, the last time he was ill, his father had used five hundred years of elixir, a fist-sized Tai Sui.

This is also the reason why his father asked him to go to the Divine Gu Villa, if he doesn't go to the Divine Gu Villa, he won't be able to last long, how can the elixir of more than five hundred years be so easy to obtain.

If the Life-Continuation Gu Confession is not successful, he will die on the spot, and only by Continuing the Life Gu Confession can he fight with the sky and gain a glimmer of life.

He gave up at the last moment, and when he left the Divine Gu Villa, he was also wandering around with the idea of death, so Mo Twelve's ransom fee of one million taels for him was really not expensive at all.

"Why don't you get up yet, when this is a hot kang? Your little body has to lie down for a while, but you have wasted the hundred taels of silver. Mo Twelve said jokingly.

The word "one hundred taels" will become his curse in the future, as long as he plays with the temper of the master, Mo Twelve does not know where it will pop up, and reminds him of one hundred taels with compassion.

Zhen Duoduo peeked at the door, can't this damn Mo Twelve help people up, he knows how to drink porridge, why don't he drink him to death.

She regretted it just now, this person is still sick, why can't she let people be a little bit, what are you doing with such cheap feet.

Xue Junhan returned to the room with porridge and water, and saw a padded jacket and a coat on the big kang, although the fabric was not good, but Xue Junhan's cold and hard heart flowed a trace of emotion.

Now is the most embarrassing time in his life, fortunately, there are still people who care about him.

The padded jacket was made by Zhen Duoduo yesterday afternoon to Wang Aiying, and she was in a hurry, no one was willing to take on this kind of errand if she was not an acquaintance.

The relationship between the two families is good, and the money is not decent, Zhen Duoduo specially brought two hind leg meat with more than 50 catties to people and sent them over. Wang Aiying also refused to do it, Zhen Duoduo said that if she didn't accept the meat, she wouldn't need her help, so she accepted it.

The padded jacket is very warm, but it looks a little bloated when it is bulging, and the cyan kaftan on the outside fits very well.

Xue Junhan entered the kitchen, Zhen Duoduo sat at the dining table with a cold face, there were two bowls of porridge on the table, Zhen Duoduo pushed one of the bowls in front of Xue Junhan, and said with a cold face, "Eat"

Xue Junhan sat down and drank porridge silently, not to mention the chewed ginseng this time, because it was the same in Zhen Duoduo's bowl.

Zhen Duoduo put the rice bowl on his face and drank porridge, and his two eyes looked at Xue Junhan secretly from the rice bowl.

This rough clothes do not hide his elegance at all. The bloated padded jacket made him look a little fatter, which made people feel that he was healthier. This person is a hundred times more beautiful than her poor Yu Lianshan in her previous life.

Xue Junhan finished drinking the porridge, and he didn't return to the bowl, sitting at the dinner table and chatting with Mo Twelve without a match, but Zhen Duoduo's bowl of porridge became slower and slower, and he felt like he was going to drink the porridge for a long time.

Xue Junhan, the young master, didn't know what to think, but he completely restrained his temper. When he was sick, he read all the classics and history, and he had something to say, and he looked like a humble gentleman when he chatted with people seriously.

Zhen Duoduo stretched out his tongue and licked the bowl, well, this little scholar looks so good, no, it's so good-looking.