85 (Merry Christmas)

Blue Sky lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were condensed on his legs, in the orange light, there was a shadow cast under his eyes, like butterfly wings, long eyelashes, trembling slightly, like dancing butterflies, flying into his heart, making him itch. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The nose is like a gall, the red lips are slightly pursed, the water is shiny, making people want to taste the taste there, occasionally looking up at his eyes, sparkling, starry, in the shining light, she feels so unreal, ethereal and ethereal.

I really want to pinch to see if the person in front of me is real!

"What for?" Lan Tian slapped away the strange hand on his face, raised his head and glared at him, "What kind of mess, didn't you watch me do my business?" Don't want your legs anymore? ā€

"Mosquitoes on the face." was slapped by someone, and Mo Junhua found that his hand had been pinched on his face. was caught squarely, Mo Junhua was not embarrassed, blurted out a lie, and his expression was natural. Anyway, it's all pinched, pinching it is not much different from pinching twice, and I don't know if there is this opportunity next time.

Thinking like this, I pinched it two more times, it was slippery and soft, and it felt so good! The eyes linger on the blue sky's gorgeous and full lips, if only I could taste the girl's lips!

As soon as Lan Tian shook the white cloth in his hand, the water in the basin splashed everywhere, this man was really getting more and more shameless, and if he didn't teach him a lesson, he didn't know why the flowers were so red.

The corners of his lips slowly hooked, his eyes were shining, the corners of his eyes were slowly slanted, and his charming eyes flew over like silk, Mo Junhua seemed to be attacked by electricity, his mind was blank, fireworks were blooming in the depths of his mind, and in his eyes, he only saw the lovely people who were getting closer and closer......

Lan Tian slowly leaned towards Mo Junhua, opened his lips slightly, the tip of his crimson tongue poked out little by little, slowly slid over his upper lip, and the thorn retracted into his mouth, his hand reached out to the base of Mo Junhua's thigh, and his thumb and index finger pinched the skin, turning in a circle of three hundred and sixty-five degrees.

"Shhh Caught off guard, Mo Junhua almost screamed, Lan Tian's eyes were quick, and he covered his mouth, there was a room of people outside, Lan Tian didn't want them to misunderstand.

The little girl hated it! Murder of your own husband! Mo Junhua's painful face was distorted, which showed how much strength the girl used. How much Mo Junhua hurts, and how seductive Lan Tian's smile is.

Wang Guiyu came in to take a look at the situation after eating, Lan Tian heard the footsteps behind him, and immediately let go of the hand covering Mo Junhua's mouth, sat upright, his eyes were serious, and he took the ointment and slowly applied it evenly to his legs, and slowly rubbed his palms on his legs to promote better absorption of muscles and bones.

Seeing that her son's face was not very good, Wang Guiyu thought that his leg was painful, she didn't understand the matter of bones, looking at Lan Tian's serious appearance, she didn't dare to disturb, for fear of affecting her son's treatment, and stepped forward to comfort her son with a worried face, "Sanwa, isn't it painful?" Just bear with it and get through this paragraph? Lan Tian's medical skills are even better than Mo Yuanle's, many people in the village have been seen by her, and the old problems have been cured. She cured the third uncle's cold legs, and she also cured Granny Ma's hunchback, and there are many ......"

"......" Mo Junhua is dumb and eats coptis, and he can't say what he is suffering from!

Wang Guiyu saw that Mo Junhua's situation did not improve, and he was in a hurry, so he naturally thought in a bad direction, and asked Lan Tian with a pale face, "Lan Tian, what's wrong with the third baby?" ā€

After kneading the plaster, Lan Tian picked up the white cloth in the basin and wiped his hands, and said seriously, "The plaster has an effect, the broken bones inside are reborn in combination, a little painful, like the feeling of an ant bite, numbness and numbness, it will itch after a long time, and the feeling is not very good, just like Brother Junhua's current expression." But the itching means that the bones are almost healed, and you must not scratch them with your hands, aunt, you must be optimistic about Brother Junhua in the future, in case of an accident, the fairy will not be able to pick up his bones when he comes, and he will really become lame in the future. ā€

Little liar! Mo Junhua's complaining little eyes glanced at the blue sky, why is he like this, you don't know in your heart. Lan Tian's cold hair stood up, she really couldn't stand Mo Junhua like this, she would rather face the cold and impersonal him in her previous life.

"Don't worry, I will keep a firm eye on Sanwa." Hearing Lan Tian say that Mo Junhua's reactions were all normal reactions with good legs, she was relieved, she had a suitable candidate in her heart, and shouted outside the house, "Chunhua, come to your third brother's house." ā€

The spring flowers in the hall came in answer, Lan Tian had already re-applied the plaster on Mo Junhua's legs, the matter here was dealt with, she should also go home, the last plaster took an hour or two, and it was all caused by Mo Junhua.

"Blue sky, the plaster is finished." There are no outsiders, and the spring flowers are the sunny and cheerful girl in front of the blue sky. After graduating from junior high school, Chunhua has been studying medicine with Mo Yuanle until now.

"It's over, I'll go back, I'll come over tomorrow to take medicine, you come over and do it, I'm too busy alone." Lan Tian didn't want to stay with Mo Junhua and the two.

Chunhua's eyes lit up when she heard this, "Is it okay?" Uncle Fifth said that what you learn is different from what we learned? ā€

There are many codexes handed down by the ancestors, some of which are open to spring flowers, and most of them are put away by Mo Yuanle. Like the herbal atlas Chunhua, I have also seen it, it is too difficult to understand, it is better to know the herbs directly with Mo Yuanle. Those codex are also recorded in medical terms, and Chunhua can't read it anymore after reading a few sentences, just like reading a book from heaven.

Afraid that she would have a psychological burden, Mo Yuanle once mentioned to her that Lan Tian's medical skills were not taught by him, they were all based on reading the books handed down from the family, unlike them, don't compare with her, that is, come to the door to automatically find death, and don't imitate and learn from her, you can't learn it. After Chunhua herself read those books, she believed that there is a kind of person in the world, who was born to be worshipped.

Now that Lan Tian is willing to teach her, Chunhua can't help but be happy, and nod violently. Lan Tian said goodbye to Wang Guiyu, and didn't even leave Mo Junhua out of the corner of his eye.

The next night, Lan Tian came over to give Mo Junhua medicine, Chunhua really came in and watched from the side, Mo Junhua didn't mention the depression in his heart, and there was no chance to be alone with the girl. Mo Junhua leaned his back against the head of the bed, pillowed his hands, glanced at the blue sky opposite, and carefully taught Chunhua how to give him medicine.

"Got it?" After Lan Tian said it again, he asked the spring flowers beside him. Chunhua nodded and shook her head, seeing Lan Tian looking at her sideways, she smiled embarrassedly, she seemed to understand, but she didn't seem to understand.

Lan Tian saw her nervousness, and slowly persuaded her patiently, "Chunhua, you are too nervous, it is not okay to hold such a mentality for a doctor, I said one night, you can't remember." Don't think that he is your brother's business, you should treat him as your patient, an ordinary patient, just like the old people in our village. Relax slowly and breathe deeply. ā€

Spring flowers slowly relax their tense nerves according to the cues of the blue sky, take a deep breath, and exhale. Thinking about it, this is not her third brother's leg, but the third uncle's leg.

"How does it feel?" Lan Tian took a closer look at her expression.

"I don't feel so nervous anymore, Lan Tian, you teach me again, this time I can remember." Imagining that this person was not her third brother, she was really not nervous, and Chunhua was full of smiles. Lan Tian said it again, let Chunhua do it herself, starting from how to disassemble the plaster, Lan Tian pointed out on the side, and immediately corrected the wrong place.

H Haidong said

Merry Christmas!