In the small room on the west side of the house in late spring, Zhang Wenxi pulled Feng Baobao's sleeve, in a half-coquettish and half-persuasive tone.

"It's already bandaged, don't worry." Feng Baobao said.

Zhang Wenxi couldn't stand it anymore and scolded: "Mrs. Fan is sick, so she shouldn't come out to see people." I was fine when I went out in the morning, but after noon, I had another wound on my body, and when I saw the master tomorrow, the master would definitely scold me. ”

Feng Baobao frowned and said suspiciously: "I was injured, why did your master scold you?" ”

Zhang Wenxi stuck out his tongue: "It's because you are injured that the master will scold me." ”

Feng Baobao sighed: "Who would have thought that a second ago......

"The Fish Pond in the County Lord's Backyard is a Little Big" 75, the County Lord is so weak and is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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