"Look at what, I didn't say anything wrong, now there is no one in the whole building who doesn't know that Jade Boy is in order to keep guests. Even the ass is messed up/rotten.,Still picking up customers.,It's worse than the lowest-class cowards in the building.,Tsk.,If you want me to say what kind of master will follow what kind of dog slave.。 "The snarky, bizarre voice is full of sarcasm and cynicism, and the words are outrageously vicious.

"What did you say?" The stunned voice was full of a biting chill, and it was a scorching June day, but it made people feel chilly for no reason, and it went straight to the heavenly spirit cover from the soles of their feet.

Ah Shu thought that he was talking about her sadness, and couldn't help but happily raise his proud neck, and repeated it again in a louder voice. Even the pair of salty pig hands wanted to reach out to He Dangli's ass uncontrollably, and there was a lewd light in his eyes.

But this time, before she could finish speaking, the young man, who was so quiet that he didn't move, suddenly pounced on her as if he was ruthless. The little fist smashed into his face desperately, just like a hysterical madman, and the dark pupils reflected a deep madness.

Although Ah Shu is older than her, even his body is much taller than He Dangli.

But at this moment, it was completely like a helpless little chick being beaten by him unilaterally, and he forgot to resist for a while.

"Hua Nu, what kind of devil have you committed, good boy, you dare to beat me." Ah Shu was shattered with a tooth, which aroused his fighting power to fear death. The long nails scratched He Dangli's face and neck desperately.

But to her now, these are just the pitiful moves of a child's family, when he wants to stretch out his long nails and pick out her eyeballs again.

He Dangli, who pursed his lips, directly smashed his fist into the head, seeing that he had no strength to resist, Fang Cai stood up slowly, a pink lip was half-pursed, and the dark pupils were cold and gloomy.

"No matter how insulting and cursing you are, you can curse me, but you can't say that my son-in-law is not good." He Dangli thought that he didn't hear clearly, took a step on his long legs, stepped on one of his hands, listened to the crisp and pleasant sound of the bone crack, and his eyes were full of cruel hideousness; "Next time, I'll kill you."

The words spoken were far colder than a winter glacial lake, with a frenzy of lovers.

The corner of He Dangli's mouth was inadvertently punched, and at this moment he was already a little bruised, and he took his tongue against the top of his jaw, listening to the slight sound of the bones, and tasted a faint smell of iron. Pick up the crushed crimson petals on the floor and head to the kitchen.

It's a pity that I can't eat today's sweet flower cake.

There are talented people in the building, and the jade boy, who is now twenty years old, is living up to the prosperity of the year. There are many young, beautiful, knowledgeable and interesting people.

The carved pineapple door was gently pushed open, and there were no windows in the room, and even the incense that men love on weekdays was not lit, and everywhere was filled with the smell of blood and sandalwood that had not yet dissipated, which made the visitors wrinkle their noses a little uncomfortably.

The man outside walked in lightly, carrying a bottle of good gold sore medicine in his hand.

The people in the house seemed to be asleep, and they didn't even know that anyone had come in. He Dangli walked through the six spring flowers and beautiful screens, came to the carved and painted bedside, looked at the man sleeping on his stomach, and sighed lightly.

He gently wiped the man's face, hands and feet with a wet towel that had been drained, and then opened the hexagonal rhombus window for ventilation.

Then he pulled off his pants, and the flesh and blood on the back of the pants were blurred somewhere that almost couldn't be closed. frowned slightly, as if he had been accustomed to it for a while. The gold sore medicine brought was sprinkled thinly and evenly on the wound, and in this way, he didn't even cover the quilt, but just put down the bed curtain of duck eggs and cyan flowers wrapped around Xie Chunhua.

After seeing that the man was fine, he walked to the place where he used to sit and learn to read, and slowly picked up a new book and read it, although there may be three or four out of ten words that he didn't know. But this doesn't stop her from reading books, if she really doesn't understand what she means, she will circle it and write it, and it's not too late to ask when the man wakes up.

The small space was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, and there were also a few wisps of bloody breath in it.

Biyu only felt that she had slept very deeply this night, and even the wound was a little less scorching pain in her sleep. He knew that it was the flower slave who came, and even saw him so embarrassed, and this side was the scene he didn't want people to see, and the whole person was annoyed and angry, and hated himself more.

"Childe has woken up." Although he was reading a book, his ears were always pricked up to listen to the movements in the bed curtain.

The blackout curtain of the bed was lifted, revealing a face that grew more beautiful with age. Amazing Ling, even if she often sees her jasper, she can't help but be dazzled for a moment, she only feels that the longer the flower slave grows, the better, for her, I don't know if it's good or bad.

"Childe drink some water first to moisten his throat." He Dangli thoughtfully took a soft pillow and put it under the man's waist, and handed over the warm water in front of him. Feed and drink carefully.

If there is an injury on the body, it is naturally not suitable to eat and drink strong tea and other things. Even this food has to be light.

"Hmm." Biyu drank the water in the cup with these small and tender hands, and only then did she feel that her dry and unbearable throat felt a lot better.

"Hua Nu has ever thought about leaving this place." The man's homeopathy grabbed He Dangli's hand and held it tightly, revealing a sense of stubbornness.

"Yes." As always, he is silent, and in the past, he was afraid that he would rarely say a few more words even if he beat three sticks.

He Dangli thought about it and said; "Did that boy ever think about leaving here?" As soon as the words were asked, I realized that I had said the wrong thing. So much so that he didn't dare to look at the change in his son's face, and the whole person was at a loss like a child who had done something wrong with his head lowered, uneasy to the extreme.

"Sss As soon as Biyu wanted to make a move, she gasped for pain from the position behind her buttocks, and even her face turned white, and even the hand holding the person was released several points.

"Childe, but I pulled the wound, but there is something uncomfortable." He Dangli heard his cry of pain, and wanted to help the person up, but he was afraid that he would be clumsy. What if it is self-defeating, a lip is pursed tightly.

"Next time, Hua Nu might as well ask Ben Gongzi where else is comfortable." Biyu lay back down, and a pair of clear eyes reflected the little man sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Okay."

"Stupid." It seems to grit his teeth, and he thinks it is faintly with a smile that hates iron and steel.

After He Dangli and others fed people to drink medicine, he looked up at the sky outside, and then walked outside with the empty white porcelain medicine bowl.

It's just that before he got to the kitchen, he was stopped by the turtle who had been waiting for a long time.

"Alas, I guess you're a flower slave, aren't you?" Gui Gong is not very old, but he is about thirty, and everyone respectfully calls him a willow master. I used to hear that it was also a pillar in Chu Xiang Building, but because of his age, he moved behind the scenes. Until now, there are still quite a few people who have come to order him.

Liu Dangjia's appearance is clear and handsome, especially the humility and gentleness of the strong merry and talented people on his body, which will always hook people's eyes. No one would have imagined that such a person would be Qing Qian, who was born in the Chu Mansion before.

"Hua Nu has seen Liu Dangjia." Even if you encounter it, you know that you can't dodge, so it's better to face it head-on.

"Raise your head and let me see." Liu Dangjia rarely comes to the building on weekdays, and I heard that when he was young, he was taken by a noble lady and raised behind him after redeeming him. Later, I don't know what happened and came back again, but it was art that was sold, and it caused many rich women to spend a lot of money for it.

He Dangli didn't know what he meant, but just raised his head obediently.

In the past year and a half in the building, it can be said that I have raised my life more beautifully, like a shining pearl. Just going to that station is so dazzling that you can't take your eyes off it.

Secretly sigh a good look, his son, is beautiful.

And at this moment, someone deliberately came to call Liu Dang's family, which made He Dangli breathe a sigh of relief. She always felt like a piece of fish on a chopping board in front of her, about to be slaughtered, and even weighed and sold.

It's just that no matter how I sleep tonight, I can't sleep steadily, and I'm worried that my son has a fever at night and no one is waiting for him. Immediately put on an inconspicuous gray crow-colored robe, carefully avoided the benefactors who came to have fun, and got up and went to the Qingxiang Pavilion.

Pushed open the door and went in, slept on it steadily, and took his hand to probe the position of his forehead, and found that everything was normal, so he was relieved.

But he couldn't sleep at any point, so he could only turn out the book he hadn't finished today, and frowning at the dim moonlight outside and the bright lights reflected in the shadows, frowning and recognizing one after another words that were jerky and difficult to understand for her.

She only felt that she still recognized the words when they were separated, but once they were put together, she didn't recognize them. Especially the more you see the back, it is like a book from heaven.

"The meaning of the sentence in the book that flowers on the tree is that the situation is laid out, the force is small and the momentum is large, the Hong is slashed on the land, and its feathers choke its host, and it is gradually progressing."

The man who suddenly appeared behind him pulled out the book in her hand and pressed most of his body strength on her. The shallow, thin and even breath with the fragrance of medicine sprayed on her cheeks, earlobes and neck, itching, making people want to scratch.

If it is broken, it means that there is no flower on the tree, but it can be cut into flowers with colored silk and glued to the tree, and it is made to be auspicious with real flowers. The metaphor will seek profit from this, and others will reap it. It's like this tree has no flowers, but a tree can have flowers. The ribbon cutting is sticky, and it is not easy for those who do not observe it carefully. So that the flowers and trees complement each other, and become exquisite. This Gebu elite soldiers are in the formation of friendly forces, and they can complete their momentum to threaten the enemy. Because the situation on the battlefield is complex and ever-changing, commanders can easily be confused by illusions. Therefore, being good at arranging fake situations, skillfully arranging ecstasy arrays, and bluffing, can deter or even defeat the enemy. In this way, Hua Nu has understood. ”