Hearing this, Mu Fandi sat up and gathered his clothes, from the time they met, met, knew each other, fell in love, and now stayed together, he had never seen him say such a low-level lie, and said unhappily: "Tell the truth!" ”

"Madame..."

He pleaded for a little accommodation, and the matter was to be left at that.

But she was a little frightened in her unrelenting appearance, and with a rebuke in her eyes, she lashed her fiercely until she was completely skinned.

Layer by layer, the robe faded, as the last white undergarment fell to the ground, a clear view, the tight muscles did not contain a trace of residual growth, and the tight waist with clear grooves was vividly visible, but the opposite was another place.

Looking at the hands holding his silk belt and not letting go, "Come here." She called him tenderly, removed his hand, and faded herself.

The slender and straight legs, the one in the middle, looked sluggish, lying there lifelessly, raising his eyebrows and looking at the blood-pumping muscles, "What's going on?" "He was in good health without warning, how could he suddenly get sick?

"I... I don't know..."

The voice was mixed with a trill, as if he was extremely afraid that he didn't want him anymore, and hurriedly set about dressing him neatly and meticulously, and then concentrated on taking the pulse three times, and surprisingly there was no problem at all.

Fortunately, when she was in the capital, she had a special diagnosis for men's hidden diseases, and the pulse was confirmed to be correct and healthy.

"It's okay, you're just too nervous, relax." soothingly, looking at the person who didn't really want to talk, he clearly blamed her for having to see what was going on, but he had amnesia and couldn't figure out how to rest assured.

"Hey, hey."

Qin Cao saw that people were smiling like flowers, and she didn't know whether to laugh at him or what, so she silently took out a silk handkerchief to clean up and touch her hands for her.

The two began to eat, the pork ribs were specified, this crispy chicken thigh was indispensable, there was a bowl of sweet pear soup on the table, the sweetness was emitted by it, and the rest were spicy food, local specialties.

Qin Cao ate tastelessly, eating the rice in the bowl, and couldn't think of a reason, the only remaining memory was the island owner who tried his best to tempt him.

At this time, there was a sudden sweetness in his mouth, and the moist touch had disappeared when he came back to his senses, "You said that you would eat it if you were fed it this way." Looking at someone who continued to scoop the sweet soup and drink, the blushing face was already red to the root of the ear.

He really didn't like sweets, but when she said this, he obediently chewed and swallowed the rice.

"I'd like to hear Madame tell you about our past."

Hearing this, Mu Fandi remembered that his "The Biography of Aunt Mei" was just the last volume, and now, this life is tight, it is better to write a book in exchange for money and just end the story.

"Eat quickly, accompany me to buy something when you're full!" After that, he began to cook as if no one was around.

Dan Feng's beautiful eyes looked at the person who avoided talking about it, and there was a faint sadness, was it because he couldn't do it? So you don't want to deal with it?

"Hurry up!" She urged him, watched the hands slowly put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands, stepped forward and held hands and walked out, too late to say more, the sky here is clear every morning, and the light rain is hazy in the afternoon, so you have to buy it back before noon.

Qin Cao looked at the back of a short hair, and remembered that the broken hair meant disrespect to his parents, saying goodbye to men and women or being buried for love, and hurriedly pulled the person back.

"What's wrong?" So fast, fell into his chest, and suddenly called?

Obviously not, Qin Cao took out the plum red square scarf she bought in the morning and wrapped her hair finely.

Reflecting his well-wrapped hair ornament from those bright pupils, Mu Fandi asked, "How could you?" ”

"Just watch it once." Said lightly.

I see, I thought I had wrapped it for anyone, "Is that woman beautiful?" ”

"Who?" The face asked, looking at the corners of his eyebrows.

"The woman pretending to be me!" Sullen asked.

"......" He admits that the woman is not ugly, and even a little surprised when he first sees it in the hut!

Seeing that no one answered, he could guess that the hateful female liar was a big beauty, so she pretended to smile softly, "What about me?" ”

nodded solemnly, from involuntarily going to relieve her to not leaving the book very close, and then clarified with the host that the dust had not returned to Hongchen on the grounds that he did not return at night.

It seems to be impulsive, but in fact, it is just a glance and falling, and you don't know it.

Especially when she was lying on the mud stalk and looking up at herself, the look that touched her heartstrings was obviously a sin in his eyes at the time, but she wanted to commit a crime recklessly, hiding in the jungle and watching her get up and leave, her heart hurt inexplicably, and her cherry sandalwood mouth was small and facing the two crescent scars.

In this way, he went back to the city and was kissed by her.

She took his arm, and the inside of the arm in the sleeve had been skinned alive, and all the nerve tissue had been cut from the most painful dermis, and the operator was himself.

Continuing to walk out, he asked calmly, "Do you know how it came about?" ”

After thinking about it, he replied: "I don't know..."I've never seen her peel off any masks, so it's naturally beautiful, but since you ask like this, it shouldn't be so simple.

"Fool... Born! After saying "haha", the bitter taste in his heart, tears flowed like a river, and no one knew.

His wife was so naughty that she couldn't help but be amused, and went to the most crowded street, and entered a shop called "Ink Danqing", which was full of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

"What do you need? Three righteousness and four virtues, five-color ink, three paper, jade inkstone, our store has..."The shopkeeper boasted of selling himself.

"Choose one of the four treasures of the study room and use it for writing." Mu Fandi said, took out the silver taels, put them on the table, and motioned to see the silver and take the goods.

This is not a painting, since the first thing is to choose a brush with smooth and good writing, and the others are wrapped in medium quality.

"Madam, I want Danqing to have another piece of paper like this."

Hearing this, Mu Fandi hurriedly stepped forward to stop his gesture with his hands, this childish behavior made people think that he was a big fool. She knew what she wanted to do, so she gestured to the shopkeeper and gave another ingot of silver of high quality, "Buy!" ”

I just had a little bit of silver left, so I simply bought another painting tube, and the shopkeeper gave a stack of paper in order to attract business.

After thanking him, he looked at the sky and walked back directly, he couldn't be in the rain for a long time and the degumming would reveal the filling, but the man didn't look anxious at all, urging, "Hurry up!" ”

"Hold me."

Looking back like a stubborn child, holding the best Danqing she chose in her arms, staring at her to get attention, she had to retreat with her right hand and take her left hand and walk back together, she couldn't let him be insecure.