After Dong Huiying returned to the cabin, she began to toss the bottles and cans.

Liang Shujun slept all afternoon, and when she woke up, she stretched lazily and quietly came behind her. His hands ran under her armpits and hugged her.

"Wife~~~" This sleep is really comfortable, he hasn't been so at ease for a long, long time.

He rubbed his chin lightly against his shoulder, thinking that she would give him some response, even if it was to scold him, after all, she was thin-skinned.

But what is puzzling is that she actually has a small face, and she does what she does to her, and she doesn't even look at him.

Shujun felt a little surprised in her heart, these bottles and cans are so good-looking, are they better than him, a big living person?

He suddenly pinched her chin, forcing her to turn to himself, then grabbed her lips and sucked hard as if in punishment.

"Hmm......" she struggled to keep her face away, "be nice, don't make a fuss yet!" In this effort, she did not forget to crush the herbs and sprinkle them into a small clay pot.

Shujun was a little lost, "Okay......"

He is obedient, since she is busy, he will not bother, but he has a small notebook in his heart, and he has written it all down for her, and now she is unwilling to do those shameful things with herself (情qg), isn't it because she (身shēn) is poor?

He first raised his body, and then he got these accounts back one by one!

Thinking of this, he ((lick tiǎn) tiǎn) ((lick tiǎn) tiǎn) lips, with a greedy look on his face. was originally as handsome as a blood demon's beautiful face, but it also had a bit of a thief's obscenity.

Liang Shujun moved a small bench and sat next to the little wife, holding a bamboo fan to help her fan the wind.

The weather was too hot, and when he saw that her sideburns and forehead were wet with sweat, he rolled up his sleeves to help her wipe the sweat from her face. After wiping it, I rolled up my sleeves and sniffed it in front of my nose, and a flower was about to bloom with a smile on my face.

"Big brother, be careful." Liang Yuening's voice came from outside the house, and then Shen Qiuyang's voice also sounded, "What's wrong?" Eun Gong, why are you injured? ”

Liang Zhichen's clothes were wet, and blood also leaked out of the wound, and Shen Qiuyang was shocked when he saw this scene.

Liang Shujun hurriedly got up (身shēn) and hurriedly rushed out of the room. It's one thing to compete for favor, but a brother is always his brother, and only when it comes to his wife, he will be a little cautious.

"Big brother?" He rushed towards Liang Zhichen with an arrow step.

When Liang Zhichen saw Shujun, he was suddenly stunned, and a scene from the dream subconsciously appeared in his mind, Shujun was lying on a stretcher, covered with a white cloth. In his dream, since Shuyu died of illness, Shujun left the Azure Tower, and he was depressed for a long time, as if all thoughts were lost, and it was during that period that he ......

"You come with me."

Liang Zhichen brushed away the fourth and fifth children alone, and called the third child away alone.

Outside the wooden house, under a plane tree, Liang Zhichen frowned and stared at Shujun, as if he was using his own vision to paint the face of the third brother.

The third brother was a little weaker, and in the (日ri) son who was not there before, the third brother (身shēn) collapsed. But it's a hundred times stronger than what he dreamed of.

In the dream, Shujun was skinny and tortured to death, and he closed his eyes in pain.

After that, the ghost sent the gods, and he suddenly asked, "When Shuyu was critically ill, you and my brother scraped together a sum of money, which was supposed to buy a thousand-year-old ginseng for Shuyu, but afterwards you told me that it was because of your carelessness that you lost this silver?" ”kuangsha