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Zhou Zhenwei added some water and fine charcoal to a brazier on the edge of the cage to watch the sparks burn brightly, and then covered them with a copper cover, afraid of colding them.

turned around and went to sit on the table, and when I raised my eyes, I saw the back of Yu Qiao standing on the side of the bed, changing Weibao's wet pants! Half-bent over, he reached out and grabbed the baby's two little meat legs, put the dry diapers on the bottom of the small buttocks, and then put down the legs and tied a knot seriously.

She wore a honey-fitting tight short jacket, her waist was leaning up and up, up and bending, revealing a touch of white greasy skin inside, faintly tickling people's hearts, and seeing her simply put down her upper body to kiss Weibao, the white piece extended into the delicate green satin skirt, the two buttocks were full, straight and high, and it was all amorous.

Zhou Zhenwei's throat was dry for a while, and there was fire in his eyes, it was really terrible, and he couldn't wait to peel off the skirt and take a bite.

He often sees the charm of the beautiful girl in his dreams, and when he wakes up, the pestle is difficult to stop.

Naturally, there are women in the barracks for entertainment, and there are also prostitutes who twist and tease in front of him, even if they think that Xiao Qiao'er is dead, they still have little interest in indulging themselves.

In this life, she was hit by the cup, and he admitted it.

The big red mattress was new, layer by layer high and thick, lingering with the fragrance of agarwood, Tangtang liked this softness, lying down quietly eating hands, Wei Bao changed the diaper and came to the spirit, so he crawled to his sister's side, touched her little face, babbling and wanted to speak.

Yu Qiao turned around and raised his head, meeting Zhou Zhenwei's hot eyes, stunned, pouted and sat on the edge of the couch, only teasing the brother and sister to play, not waiting to see him.

"Stay in the barracks for a while, I'll buy a new house, and when it's cleaned up over there, we'll take the baby to live in." Zhou Zhenwei took a strip of cloth while saying and put it on the side of the chair, the wound that was poked by Yuqiao with a hairpin was a little hot and painful, and he didn't have any medicine when he came back yesterday, so he was afraid that it was pus.

He unbuttoned his shirt and bare half of his upper body, exposing his arms. I looked down and untied the cloth, and on my neck and chest, sure enough, the wound was swollen.

"Isn't there a general's mansion? If you have ready-made land, what kind of house to buy, I'm afraid I don't deserve to live now! Yuqiao snorted coldly, his words were cold, and he didn't mention which pot he didn't mention.

"Where is there a place you don't deserve! If you don't want to be embarrassed, I'll let Cao Fenghua move out and pack up for us to live in. Zhou Zhenwei glanced at her, picked up the bottle of medicine and wine and sprinkled it lightly, his eyebrows furrowed.

Yuqiao didn't agree! She doesn't want to set foot there in her life!

"Qiao'er, come over here and help me prick my wound." Zhou Zhenwei wrapped the strips of cloth for a while, made a mess, chased the tiger's eyes, and called for the lady.

"Nope! You're on your own. Yuqiao twisted her face, looking at Tangtang Weibao and staring at her father for some time! Qi turned his face to her, oh oh, and looked at his father again.

Even the babies begged for themselves for him! My heart became more and more depressed, and I stirred the veil to harden my heart, but I shouldn't.

A mother-in-law came in with a curtain of tent, carrying a black lacquer plate, and a pot of bright and bright hot chicken soup on it, giving Yuqiao more milk to eat.

Yuqiao took it, thought about it and smiled at her: "You find a military doctor and wrap General Zhou's wounds." The woman agreed, and went as soon as she received the order.

"Qiao'er.......!" Zhou Zhenwei felt a little bitter in his heart, where would she not be, after being injured by a python in Quancheng, she took care of him carefully, took medicine and bandaged him, and others were not at ease when they did it, so they had to come by themselves.

After a while, Sun Sichen hurriedly came with the medicine box, but when he saw Yuqiao sitting on the edge of the couch, a small spoon swallowing the soup, he only bowed his head when he saw her coming, and he didn't say much. Looking at Zhou Zhenwei on the chair again, with his bare shoulders, he hurriedly stepped forward to check the wound, then pressed and rubbed it, gritted his teeth and asked, "But the thin tip was poked?" It's a little ruthless, the wound is swollen and hot, there are pus, what is the medicated wine, beware of the bad film, give you some white medicine powder, and I'll help you see it tomorrow morning. ”

"You're exaggerating! That's nothing, don't bluff people. Zhou Zhenwei glanced at Yuqiao.

"What is bluffing, have you forgotten the sawn off leg of Da Lao Zhang?" Sun Sichen was disgusted, and quickly wrapped a strip of cloth around his shoulder: "Who is this ruthless!" ”

Yu Qiao's fingertips with the spoon trembled, and he listened to the words of the two of them carefully, and glanced at the eyelashes without a trace, and the upper part of the neck and chest was a mess, poked with dense wounds. She was really ruthless that day, pierced by his red eyes in a happy robe, rolling in and out of the golden hairpin, full of unspeakable resentment and despair, hating him to death!

I still hate now, how much I loved in the past, how much I hate now!

Cao Fenghua keeps going day by day, the hatred in her heart will be heavy for a day, and her love will be thin for a day.

Put Ou'er on the Nanmu flower table, take off the embroidered shoes and go to the bed.

Wei Bao smacked his mouth and crawled on her to eat, took him into his arms and untied his shirt to feed, he was hungry, he sucked hard one bite at a time, and his forehead was sweating.

With shining eyes, she watched her mother blink without blinking, and her little hand grabbed the other side of Yan Hong, and white juice flowed down.

Little badass! I'll have to eat it later! Take away his hand and wipe it with a handkerchief, and think about it, and tear off the goose-yellow curtain, and no one is allowed to look at it.

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Flower City, Liuchun Courtyard.

It's a place that only the top flower girls can get.

On the left is the girl's mother-in-law's dormitory, in the middle of the living room, and on the right is the couch spring room.

The sweet fragrance lingers in the room, the source is that the official kiln is burning precious incense in the gilding furnace, and the magpie is covered with an apricot red plain yarn embroidery curtain on the window lattice. A six-foot-wide rosewood shelf bed, hung red embroidered peony tent, and a beautiful futon pillow inside, but at this time, it was just after the clouds and rain, and it was a mess.

A woman sat in front of the dressing cabinet in a daze, the people in the mirror had a messy hood, messy clothes, tearful makeup, and gnawed teeth and scars on the exposed neck and shoulders, which was mottled and shocking.

Fang Yumu really didn't think that Li Yannian asked her to meet with the Xiongnu deputy general Kwai Dan'an and ask Mo Hezhu where the letterheads were, but she was dragged into the bed by these three people.

Struggling to see Kwai Dan'an smiling all over his face, chewing on half-baked Chinese and saying: "Li Chen is angry with you, give us fun, if you don't obey, I will kill you." ”

Fang Yumu didn't want to die, she finally lived a new life, how could she die easily, she was not a chaste martyr, was she!

Shaking his hand, he took the letterhead to his eyes and looked at it carefully, it was Kui Dan's saddle after a few satiations, and he threw it on her, asking her to hand it over to Li Yannian.

Transmitted? That insidious, cunning, cold-blooded and ruthless man! He drove her to the brink of extinction, and she wouldn't let him get any better.

The door curtain rang, Fang Yumu looked, and a maid came in with a copper basin of hot water, with a cotton towel at her elbow, and said respectfully to her: "Mrs. Li, Qiuhe is here to serve you to wash." ”

Autumn lotus! Fang Yumu's eyes darkened, what kind of fate was this.

She was suddenly in a trance, as if she had returned to the previous life, and it was also this room, she was Qin Xiyue, and Qiu He was her eldest girl.

She sat in front of the dressing table, wanting to draw eyebrows and sideburns, comb hairpins, and show it to Marquis Zhou!