Chapter 632: You Say It Again

Jiang Yucheng's tall and slender figure sat beside Ye Yunshu, his eyes fell on her delicate and charming face, and he raised his hand.

After a while, Ye Yunshu lazily stopped Jiang Yucheng, "Enough, don't press it." ”

Jiang Yucheng withdrew his hand, "You are not allowed to drink in the future." ”

Ye Yunshu opened his eyes, leaned back on the sofa, and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yucheng, "Do you want me to stop drinking if I don't drink?" You're not who I am. ”

Ye Yunshu sneered coldly, and did not take Jiang Yucheng's words to heart.

In this life, except for Lu Wanchu's words, she can listen to anyone's words.

"You say it again?!"

Jiang Yucheng narrowed his eyes, full of danger.

Ye Yunshu, who was drunk, was not afraid, but stepped forward, "You threaten me!" Say it 100 times, and you're not who I am. ”

Ye Yunshu "......"

Who gave you face, stinky man!

As soon as the words fell, a dark shadow came to her face, Ye Yunshu's eyes darkened, her lips were pasted, her eyes widened, and she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

Jiang Yucheng looked down at Ye Yunshu and hooked coldly, "It wasn't before, but now it is, from this moment on, I am your man!" ”

Lu Qianle had just taken medicine and was resting on the bed.

"Sister, you're back."

Beilin Villa Area.

Lu Wanchu returned home and went straight to his sister Lu Qianle's room.

"Are you better?"

Lu Qianle blushed and nodded, "I'm getting better after taking the medicine." ”

Seeing Lu Wanchu entering the room, Lu Qianle smiled, and his face was a little pale.

Lu Wanchu sat beside her, stretched out her hand to check Lu Qianle's pulse, and frowned slightly.

"Sister, I won't dare next time."

Lu Qianle stretched out his hand to hold Lu Wanchu's hand, and shook it coquettishly, "Sister, you are so good." ”

"Let you be greedy and eat bad stomach!"

Lu Wanchu shook his head and smiled, stretched out his hand to play Lu Qianle's little brain melon, stretched out his hand and rubbed Lu Qianle's stomach, and input some spiritual power to make Lu Qianle better.

Lu Qianle nodded, said goodnight, closed his eyes and rested.

Lu Wanchu sat in front of Lu Qianle's bed for a while, and then walked towards the room.

Lu Wanchu smiled lightly, her smile was delicate and moving, "Poor mouth, rest quickly." ”

Seeing that Lu Qianle's face began to become ruddy, Lu Wanchu finally withdrew his hand.

After taking a bath, Lu Wanchu wore pajamas to personally water the phoenix grass in front of the windowsill, and then lay on the bed and picked up the medical book given to her by Fu Yixing and read it.

Lu Wanchu was thinking about Fu Yixing, no, she should say that she was thinking about his illness.

Entering the room, Lu Wanchu put a pill in the bathtub and let the pill melt in the water.

This is a pill she specially refined for herself, and this body is still a little weak after a few months of recuperation, so every time she takes a bath, she will put a pill specially refined by herself into the bathtub to soothe and feel better.

And his curse, what about her?

The previous prescription can't be used, and we have to think of a better one that can make Fu Yixing not relapse completely.

She wanted to cure Fu Yixing's illness, but his illness did not mean that he could be cured if he was cured.

Fu Yixing, how can I make you feel better, so that you don't have to suffer.

Lu Wanchu knew that Fu Yixing had a curse, but she didn't know what the final result of this curse would be, she only thought that the curse would bring pain, and she didn't know that Fu Yixing would not live to be thirty years old.

Fu Yixing didn't want her to know all this.