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Chapter 23 Body Odor

The young master is modest. I heard that Wenlanjun wrote poems at the age of three and wrote essays at the age of five. Every word in his articles is precious, and it is difficult to write a word. He also has a good appearance. A gentleman is like an orchid, and a orchid is like a gentleman, so he is named "Wenlan";

It's called!"

After hearing this, She Xingzhi raised his head and looked in the direction of Wen Jiujiu, surprised that this woman could have such knowledge and talk so eloquently. It was actually far different from the rumors.

"Sister, please say 'let's do it'; that's it!" After saying that, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, as cute as a little fox.

Wen Jiujiu smiled and said, "Xing Zhigui is the son of Prince Fei Guoan, why don't you have any followers when you go out?"

She Xingzhi smiled and replied: "I am a concubine, and I have no worries about inheritance. I was originally going to travel this time, but my servant was ill on Jiama Road. At this time, it was a long way back to Fei Kingdom, so I had to cross the Longtan alone to go to the border of Qing Kingdom to find him.

A distant relative of my mother's family!" What he said was quite reasonable, but Wen Jiujiu's eyes darkened, and Long Yu noticed her in just a moment, and reached around her back with his big hand to pat her lightly.

At this point, it was already dark, and footsteps could be heard outside the house, but Feng Xing shouted, "No!" Then he shrank into a corner, covering his mouth and nose tightly, and Xing Xing followed his example, and was very panicked.

Looking at Long Yu again, he also frowned and pressed Jiujiu's head heavily into his arms.

Wenjiujiu is surprised, what are you doing??

Hua Mei was standing alone in the house. She didn't know what was going on. She heard a few clear "ding-dong" sounds and thought it was the food delivery person. But before anyone could see clearly, a stench rushed in. Wenjiu

The wine was not spared by Long Yu's tight embrace, causing his eyes to turn black.

"Eat!" His voice was low and he was tall. The man who delivered the meal hurriedly walked out without saying another word and locked the door again.

"Hey, what a serious body odor!" Wen Jiujiu got up from Long Yu's arms and saw that he was also covered in the smoke and had changed his usual cold image. He couldn't help but laugh and reached out to touch his face. Thanks to Feng Xing

He gasped like an amnesty, and from time to time he waved away the remaining smell with his hands.

In comparison, Wenjiujiu was much more calm. He was just thinking that this man was really seriously ill. The weather was only in March. If it were midsummer, wouldn't it be even more difficult! He thought of the Ruanjin San in the meal again.

I thought that I couldn't get into trouble, so I had better eat less these days, so I took out the powder that can remove common poisons from my arms, and prepared to take some myself first, so I asked Hua Mei to get some water.

But after two calls, there was no movement. When I looked under the moonlight, I saw that Huamei Heroine was lying on the ground with her legs spread wide. Feng Xing was eating steamed buns and poking her with a straw. Her behavior was very abominable.

Wen Jiujiu rolled his eyes, stood up and pushed Feng Xing away. He pinched Hua Mei's body first and then pressed a few more acupoints. Hua Mei finally regained his breath and let out a long sigh, looking like he didn't know what he was doing tonight.

Years of stupidity.

"You are exaggerating. That person's illness is a bit serious, but it's not like this!"

Wen Jiujiu has been a doctor since he was a primary school student, and then went back one life before time travel. It is common for doctors to die, no matter how bad or bad they are, they have been exposed to them. People like Long Yu were all born into wealth, and they were surrounded by incense all day long. In addition to sweat, there was also blood.

He has never touched other dirty things, so his tolerance is not as good as Wenjiujiu.

Everyone looked at Wenjiujiu like a monster, no one argued, and sat down to eat. They thought that the meal after paying four hundred taels was indeed extraordinary. There were two more roast chickens than before Wenjiujiu went up the mountain.
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