Crazy Night (1)
In the box, there is a medicine sauce about the size of a newborn child's fist, the color is dark brown, and the taste is a little weird, which makes people want to vomit.
After opening the box, Ling Jie followed the method Huang Yaoxian said. Stretched out his fingertips and pinched some medicinal sauce in the box and kneaded it into a pill, and then wiped it on the sweaty back of his body. So whew, this pill has been done like this. After finishing all these things, Ling Jie put the pills in a small bottle and rushed into the bathroom to scrub them.
The stinky sweat just now made Ling Jie not very comfortable. After rushing for nearly 20 minutes, Ling Jie just walked out of the bathroom, and Xia Bing ushered in with a nightdress: "It's been so long to take a shower, get out of the way!" ”
Xia Bing rolled his eyes, glared at Ling Jie, and pulled Xia Meng into the bathroom. This kid, really! Every time he and Xia Meng came back, he grabbed the bathroom with himself here. It made her heart very unhappy. In the southern province, this coastal region! In the summer, the first thing these people do when they come home from work is to take a shower, which is unquestionable, and it is normal to take a shower twice a day.
"Hey!" Ling Jie glanced at Xia Bing and Xia Meng, who had just walked into the bathroom, shook his head and came to the sofa, picking up a Erlang leg to watch the TV news. Seeing that there was nothing to see in the news, Ling Jie decisively lay on the sofa and looked at the ceiling in a daze. Thinking back to what happened today, Ling Jie was really depressed, there have been too many things recently. Gradually, Ling Jie fell asleep on the sofa. Maybe he was so tired today, which made him fall asleep as soon as he lay down.
Half an hour later.
Ling Jie was awakened by a strange appearance that disturbed his nostrils. As soon as he opened his eyes, Xia Meng blinked at Ling Jie with cute little eyes. Gang Lingjie's heart that wanted to get angry disappeared in an instant.
"Xiaomeng, don't you know that it's rude to disturb your father's sleep?" Ling Jie hugged Xia Meng and sat on the sofa and said with a smile. Originally, I was just dreaming. Unexpectedly, Xia Meng's disturbed nostril just made Ling Jie wake up from his dream. It was a harem, so how could Ling Jie be willing to leave.
"Suspicious, why don't I know this! Dad, let's play the game! Xia Meng grabbed Ling Jie's big hand and looked at Ling Jie expectantly with small eyes.
At this time, Ling Jie heard the sound of cooking in the kitchen. I didn't feel sleepy just now, and I could only accompany this little dot here to play a game of cutting fruit.
After eating, Xia Bing took Xiaomeng to the room. Who let Ling Jie eat so slowly, every time he was the last to eat. Isn't there a saying that you don't care about eating first, then you wash the dishes! Therefore, this daily bowl and chopsticks naturally fell on Ling Jie. It's also commonplace, and it's not surprising. After washing the dishes, Ling Jie sat cross-legged on the sofa in a daze.
Originally, Ling Jie wanted to practice martial arts, but he couldn't do it. Perspective and Iron Fist had reached the Great Perfection, and Ling Jie really had nothing to practice. I can only sit cross-legged on the sofa and watch TV in a daze. Every time he thought that the three peerless martial arts behind the Heaven Defying Treasure Book were not enough to be practiced, Ling Jie wanted to whip up the founder of this martial arts secret book for a while. What kind of bullshit founder, it's almost the same as killing people, killing people.
"Husband, what are you doing in a daze?" Just when Ling Jie was stunned!