Pushing open the window, the light of the bright moon made the tired eyes narrow, Xia Su turned around and leveled the painting silk, put away the paint on the case, put the pen and inkstone into the bucket, carefully stepped on the paper on the ground, and carried the bucket out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In front of the door, she paused for a moment, looked at the room not far from the side, and then turned and walked towards the well platform of the outer garden.

Three days had passed, and she had not entered Zhao Qinghe's house again.

Aunt Tai said that the poisonous blood has been discharged, like Ge Shao in Yelang, who used a good needle to fix the acupoints and force the poison, protect the heart, and her antidote pills, finally saved Zhao Qinghe's life.

Next, it all depends on Zhao Qinghe's physique and mind, whether he can wake up.

If you wake up, you live; If you don't wake up, you will die.

The garden was so quiet that it was dead silent, and Xia Su's footsteps were silent.

She saw the big donkey and Qiao Sheng sitting in the outhouse, but she didn't have to ask to know that Zhao Qinghe hadn't survived her own level, otherwise how could they be so depressed.

Shake the well water, sit down and wash the pen and inkstone, the water on the summer night is cold, but the skin shuddered, the eyes were so cold that the eyes were sour and tearful, she sucked her nose hard, and her hands were also ruthlessly used, and she washed a bald wolf hair, and she didn't know it.

At this time, there was a knock on the door twice.

Xia Su was a little trance-stricken, floated to the door bolt, and saw the comer clearly, Fang Jue was stunned, "Auntie? ”

The woman outside the door has a bright makeup, her eyes are always frivolous, and her posture is as light as catkins.

Although Xia Su has never liked her, because she is Uncle Zhou's wife, at least she still maintains the proper etiquette in her title.

It is rare for a woman not to be fierce, her eyes are clear, and her tone is sad, "Su Niang, your Uncle Zhou suddenly fainted just now, I really don't know what to do, so I can only come to you for help." ”

Xia Su suddenly lifted his spirits, stepped out of the threshold, and asked urgently, "Have you invited a doctor?" ”

"Where did I get my money?" The woman felt that she was too polite, and smiled stiffly and eased down, "And in the middle of the night, which doctor will go to the clinic in vain?" ”

Xia Su's eyes were calm, "What about the axis?" ”

The woman's thick pink skin wrinkled with fine lines, as if she hadn't thought of this question, and then replied as a matter of course, "The little girl is so fat, I'm afraid that I won't move her back, and I will delay the work of finding you, so I will let the neighbor go." ”

"Really?" lowered his eyes, but he was instantly flattened, and he looked at the woman indifferently, as if he couldn't see a trace of her evasive heart, "Then you wait for me." "Retract your foot from the threshold and close the door.

The woman immediately panicked, unexpectedly reached out and grabbed the edge of Xia Su's clothes, and let go of Xia Su's cold gaze, "Su Niang, I don't have the face to be your elder, but your Uncle Zhou treats you sincerely." The little girl is his second daughter, you are his eldest daughter, and he won't blink an eyelid if he dies for you. You can't die without help. The frivolous eyes kept turning behind him, afraid that demons would emerge from the darkness.

Xia Su's expression remained unchanged, still seemingly unconscious, "Auntie thinks too much, I'll come when I take the silver, you wait." ”

She closed the door and turned around, but her steps were fast, and she heard a woman's voice coming through the crack in the door, urging her to hurry, and her hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Xia Su walked straight into Zhao Qinghe's house.

Qiao Sheng pushed and pushed the dozing donkey, and the big donkey jumped up and shouted, "Su Niang? Didn't you say that if the young master doesn't wake up, he doesn't need to call you to look? ”

Xia Su made a quiet gesture and smiled a little softly, "If you don't look at it again, I'm afraid that he will wake up and blame me for having no conscience." ”

The big donkey didn't think of anything else, or he might have been suspicious, but in the revelation of Cen Xuemin's life experience, he has been tracking for thousands of miles, and he has worked hard, so he is inevitably a little arrogant and arrogant, and his eyesight is a little bad.

He whispered, "That's right, the young master is especially scheming about you, I already felt that it was wrong." Maybe as soon as you enter, you can make the young master open his eyes, and look at the eyes that he usually stares at you, I always wonder, should I hold a plate underneath-" Hehe smiled and turned his head, and found that Xia Su had already entered the house.

Qiao Sheng was more sensitive, "Miss is okay, right?" The face doesn't seem to be good. ”

The big donkey didn't notice any difference, "Su Niang was born with white skin. Besides, the young master is like that, can she look good? I hope that after the young master survives this time, everything will be fine, and the two of them will make a pair, and we don't need to laugh with each other, and we can only please one. ”

Qiao Sheng smiled trickily, "Don't talk about me, if you want to laugh, you will laugh with you, donkey girl, but remember to take the reward and give a small few dollars to drink." ”

When the big donkey heard this, hey, this kid was a girl in his own building, and he was so angry that he punched him.

The brothers are noisy and cheerful, and they are optimistic and cheerful. You must know that all the decay, the more you sing about the decay, the more decay you will become, and the way to solve the problem is to eliminate disasters and solve problems with a smile, and the decay will end quickly, and good things will come quickly.

That joy reached the ears of Xia Su, who was standing at the head of the bed, and a smile appeared shallowly.

She simply squatted down, put her hands on the pillow, and faced Zhao Qinghe, who had lost a lot of weight but breathed steadily, her eyes were shining, and she was carefree. The index finger stretched out, poked at the still angular face, and slowly changed to a light stroke, along the resolute cheekbones, letting the short tattoo mustache grind across the fingertips.

What a good-looking man.

Not only is it good-looking, but it also has a lot of strength, iron bones, and it is really reassuring to the touch.

She is not afraid of the long years, because as long as she wants to remember the picture, it will never fade. But she still wanted to come and see him, and she was greedy for his warmth—

With her feet on the ground, her elbows lightly, and her upper body leaning forward, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips against her when his lotus-colored lips were infinitely enlarged.

As she expected, although he was asleep, his body temperature was still comfortable.

The heat from his lips reddened her cheeks, and even the corners of her eyes flew up.

With her hands on her heart, her heart was beating wildly, she stuck out her tongue, licked him, and suddenly separated, looking like she was scared of herself. At the same time, those ambiguous pictures that are often seen in Liu's mansion flashed in his mind. At that time, I was disgusted with it, but at this time, I felt shy and sweet, and I was a little unfinished.

Could this be what her sisters and sisters said generously, affectionate, no courtesy, just be happy?

Then her love for Zhao Qinghe is probably overflowing.

She not only wants to be happy, but also to detain him for the rest of his life, and go on forever.

She stepped back, her fingertips were still lingering on his face, her eyes were reluctant to leave, she felt that she should say something, and she didn't want to talk to herself like a fool, so she said, "Lao Tzu is gone, don't sleep, put your head into a stone, and then block the smart trick that you finally opened, then you will be miserable." Lao Tzu thought about it, and only by beating three times in the sun could he reopen his mind. Lao Tzu is a little less powerful, but the person with a lot of strength grabs a handful......"

It's just that this time Uncle Xuezi didn't laugh at himself, and in the end he had to bite his lip and choked up.

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Today's second update... Dear friends! (To be continued.) )