Wan Qing was embarrassed by his eyes, and subconsciously wiped her face. Then he laughed, "Stop rubbing, it's clean, it's even uglier to turn around and rub a little bit of skin."

Wan Qing's embarrassment disappeared immediately, and she couldn't help but pout and glared at him, "I'm your wife, I think I'm ugly, so you close your eyes, I didn't ask you to look at me, you know how to hit people all day long and build happiness on other people's pain." After that, she snorted heavily and glanced at her, expressing disdain. A big man looks more beautiful than a woman, and he makes trouble for her all day long. He is so embarrassed, and his skin is so thick-skinned. If it were her, she would definitely hit the wall at any time... and wake up the dream.

"That's not true. You are my wife. I don't look at who you want to see, just look around," Mo Liuchen said innocently and innocently, seeing Wanqing standing there with her pouting lips, her beautiful phoenix eyes immediately covered with a thin layer of water mist, and she drooped her eyelids with aggrievedly, "You've kicked her legs until now, you still hurt. Don't you want to rub me? It's not faster, it's all swollen. Is you really my wife?"

Wan Qing nipped her lips lightly, and when she looked up, she saw another mist floating in his charming phoenix eyes. Her eyes were wide open, like black pearls retrieved from a thousand-year-old cold pond, showing a pure, innocent and aggrieved look, accusing Wan Qing of cruelty. After a step further, his misty eyes became more hazy.

Wan Qing pouted secretly, wondering how the misty appearance of the water mist came from. The tap water switch was not as flexible as him. He came at all, and he didn't even need time to brew. At least he had to turn the tap water switch! Occasionally, there was still a time when there was a lack of water! Is it really swollen?

Even though she knew he was 80% pretending, and her heart was not soft-hearted, but she just couldn't stand his appearance. She was as pure and aggrieved as a injured little koala. She felt soft-hearted and wanted to touch its head with her hands. She was so furry and so cute. Wanqing thought about it and shrank the person in front of her into a little koala, lying on the couch and staring at her pitifully. Wanqing wanted to hold the koala's feet upside down and put it on her butt, slapping it hard, and scolding her, letting you pretend to be innocent, letting you pretend to be weak and lie, and letting me stay in the tree.

Wanqing couldn't help but admire her imagination. Thinking that if he knew what he was thinking, he vomited blood with anger. He couldn't help but cough and moved over. Someone had already pouted and kidnapped his pants, and lay on the couch waiting for her, with a hint of the slightest sense of being able to pick her.

Wanqing saw that his legs were lighter and lighter every day, now they were lighter and green, many times better than what Wanqing saw for the first time, but it was hard to clear the remaining poison. It would take at least half a month. I don’t know if the poison on his legs would be released on the day of the poison. I thought I was deliberately forcing him to get married, otherwise I would never have encountered him in such a long time.

Wanqing thought about it while helping him beat him with his hands. Mo Liuchen was lying on the couch, which was so comfortable. In the past, Wanqing secretly helped him take off all his clothes and pinch his legs. His expression could not be revealed at all. He was not as good as he did now. He hummed whatever he wanted, as if he was intentionally making up for all his previous expressions.

Wanqing rubbed her hands for a long time, and her hands were sore, but as soon as she paused for a moment, someone would scream. The more miserable the sound was, it would be, as if Wanqing was abused by him, but she was just humming and smiling in her eyes. He had wanted to do this for a long time, and he was so itchy that he was so stolen at night.

Wan Qing raised her eyes accidentally and touched her affectionate eyes. The bright and charming phoenix eyes flashed with warmth like water. Although she looked at her again, she always felt that her gaze had been chasing her for a long time. She was watched affectionately by such a handsome and uncast man, and she had to keep the expression of the empress calm. It was really difficult. She believed that she did not have that high level of cultivation, her cheeks were pink, her head was low, and the force on her hands was getting softer and softer. There was always a touch of warmth that drowned out of water in her mind, and she secretly guessed whether she was really dazzled just now.

"Madam, are you hungry?" Wanqing was still in a daze. His voice suddenly appeared in his mind. He looked up quickly and saw him, who was so handsome, his extremely handsome face, and even the tip of his nose, which smelled good in the fragrance of grass. Wanqing was shocked. If he didn't bring such a scary thing, wasn't he lying down? Why did he sit up again? He even asked her if she was hungry? Could he be hungry?

Wanqing looked at him with clear and beautiful eyes and asked, "Honey, are you hungry? Then I'll bring you some food."

He saw that she was weak and tickling was stronger than her, so he asked her if she was hungry. Why did he become hungry? Mo Liuchen glanced at Wan Qing helplessly, then lay down again. Wan Qing curled her lips and continued to rub her legs with her fate.

After pinching it for a few seconds, he asked, "Honey, will your poison recur? Why don't I prepare a medicine bath for you and force the poison out as soon as possible?"

After Wan Qing finished speaking, her eyes stared at Mo Liuchen. After a while, she heard him utter. She didn't know if she was humming wrong or agreed, but Wan Qing still went to prepare a medicine bath.

After staging for two hours, Shu Yun was almost exhausted. At that moment when Leng Zhuo said that time had come, Shu Yun fell straight to the ground before he could stand up. Leng Zhuo's figure flashed and held Shu Yun's waist with one hand.

A fresh and cold smell was smelled at the tip of his nose. Shuyun's face turned red, he patted his hand around her waist and scolded, "Let go!"

The softness of his arms made Leng Zhuo's body stiffen, and his face, which had a rare extra expression, turned slightly red. After hearing Shu Yun's shout, he quickly let go. Shu Yun continued to fall in his previous posture without any warning, leaning all over and forked.

Wan Qing happened to see such a scene when she went out and couldn't help but touch her forehead. A Zhuo was so honest that he let go and let go. It would be strange if Shu Yun didn't hate him so much.

Sure enough, Mo Yun lay on the ground, with all kinds of angry expressions, and a bit of gritting teeth. Even though his legs were so sore before, he still got up very quickly, walked to Leng Zhuo, looked at him with resentment, and finally pursed his lips and stepped on him hard, asking you to avenge your private revenge and bully me, hum!

After stepping on it, I turned around coolly and grinned. The feet of the wood were harder than stones. It hurts so much that her feet were stomping. I saw Wan Qing looking at her with a smile, and Zhu Yun covering her mouth and looking at the sky, and her mouth became even more sluggish.
Chapter completed!