Men love White Lotus, analyze the reasons, is a person willing to find a woman who will be the day of the day, or a girlfriend who likes to step on his head and spread wild?

Men and women are reversed: This man is kind-hearted, but he has a cheap mouth, and he buries you in front of people every day, and he hates to step on you in the mud all the time.

The other man is selfish, but he usually praises you with a smile when they meet, and he praises you on the side of everything you do, who would you prefer to talk to?

This kind of realization is incomprehensible to those who do not have the best relatives.

Because we don't pursue truth, we just want to pursue a little bit of ear purity!

Jiu Fujin noticed the slightly upturned corners of Concubine Yi's mouth, the pleasure that flashed in the corners of her eyes, and the honey juice on the peaches with her fingertips.

A palace maid walked in in a hurry, and when she arrived about four steps away in front of Sanfujin, she knelt down: "Master Niangniang, Hongqing little brother is eating meat Lantern Festival in front, choking on his throat, please master Niangniang ......"

Sanfujin's face was very dazed, and he looked at the palace maid as if he didn't understand.

The palace maid reminded her very calmly: "The master is ...... mother."

There was no expression on her face at all.

Wen Wense couldn't tell what this palace maid was thinking, even if she subconsciously opened her true eyes just now.

It was an imminent and immediate response to the danger that was coming.

Sanfujin grabbed his chest with one hand, and the blood on his face was like a color photo that faded into black and white, and his whole face became white.

She stood up and shook her body, she didn't need to say anything at all, the instinct of mother and son made her seem to sense something in advance.

Sanfujin's mouth opened wider and wider, as if it could be opened endlessly, exaggerated as if it was about to be deformed, and let out a miserable howl from the depths of his soul: "Hongqing, ~~~~~~~"

Sanfujin ran out after a short time, stepped on the bottom of the flower pot with one foot, and the whole face fell, without waiting for others to help, she got up, her nose and mouth were bleeding, hanging on that desperate and hideous face: "My son, ......"

Appearance, appearance, at this time is no longer her concern, and even she can't distinguish a trace of heart to others.

She stumbled out as if her soul had flown with her.

This kind of huge and real pain has the deepest contagion of human nature, and Wen Wense clutched his chest uncomfortably, feeling that his heart was aching.

Now she just wants to hurry back and hold the baby Fugua to relieve some pain and anxiety in her heart.

Before the others could react, Sifujin had never been so fast, she had always been steady and slow, but at this time, she seemed to have exploded with the huge potential in her life, stood up, and helped the palace maid to follow Sanfujin quickly.

"Don't have an accident, Bodhisattva bless, don't have an accident!"

Jiufu Jin muttered on the side, his eyes slowly losing focus.

It was as if she had fallen into a human world again, and she sat there, her eyes glazed like a wooden man.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to her expression at this time, and everyone was uncomfortable with Sanfujin's expression just now.

Bafujin asked the kneeling palace maid, and asked eagerly: "What happened, Hongyan's nephew is fine, isn't it, he is fine, he is following his brothers?" The master must have a way, he must have found a doctor to save him, right? ”