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Chapter 228: Illusion

"Today, my wife's legs and feet are neat, so she can be considered completely reborn! Congratulations to her, Mrs., congratulations to her!"

Xuyizi carefully checked Yang Liuer's legs and feet carefully as usual. After watching her walk back and forth twice, he announced the good news to her with a look of relief.

When she heard this good news, Yang Liuer not only did not show a happy expression, but instead looked worried, she touched her legs and said, "Brothers of Iron, I comfort me. I feel that there are a drop of pain in the rainy days! You should come to me often!"

The sheep Liuer was slender, with her fair fingers following her legs, intentionally or unintentionally moving downward along the curve on the side of her legs, and slowly moving back, looking very narcissistic, showing off her beautiful legs.

Coupled with the expression of "sadness" that killed her, she was almost certain that the heartstrings of Xiaolian had been gently plucked by her.

Indeed, her beautiful appearance, which was "melancholy and weak", and this skillful operation, naturally, could understand it. Although he knew that she was the wife of his good brother Wang Dan, this kind of teasing really made him feel itchy and slim in his heart. He was obviously the first reaction to control himself, but he didn't expect that for a moment, he actually became dazed.

"So, I'll come to visit my wife again next day and say goodbye!"

Seeing that the sibirics were almost out of control and were about to leave, Yang Liuer finally felt a hurried ripples of happiness in her heart. She knew: she succeeded.

But she hadn't had enough fun yet, so she quickly shouted: "Brother Lianzi, don't leave! I have something to ask for!"

The blushing face of Xiao Yizi stopped in embarrassment, and did not dare to look at Yang Liu'er, and asked, "What's the matter for me, Mrs. Zhong?"

Yang Liu'er picked up a pair of scissors on the table and waved it quickly. A blood-seeking scratch appeared on her left arm.

"Madam! You will do this? Let it be lowered quickly. What should I do to harm myself? Is it because I offended you? Just tell me, don't do this!"

Seeing that she had cut out this fresh wound on Yang Liuer's arm, she was gushing out the red blood dripping. The sliver quickly stepped forward, snatched the scissors, put them back on the table, and quickly took out the hemostatic medicine powder gourd and a roll of clean medical cotton cloth from the medical tool box she carried, and gently bandaged it for her.

"If my wife is so trapped in my unrighteousness, if my brother is so angry, I think I am disrespectful to my wife and hurt her. So I will explain it clearly to her? Oh! My wife hurt me!"

Although Xiaolianzi was in his mouth, hands, and body, he was full of fear and frightened expressions, but his heart was constantly showing a sense of pride and sweetness that he should not have.

This feeling was revealed very "honestly" from the eyes of hiding and not daring to look directly at Yang Liu'er. Although she was covered by her thick eyelashes, she was still "got out" by Yang Liu'er's more sharp eyes directly from behind this layer of protection.

"Brother Iron, you can't help but slap your eyes. Are I so amazing?"

As Yang Liuer said, he directly used the hand that had just been bandaged and gently held the hand of Qiyi's hand with his backhand. He then secretly pulled it in his direction, grabbed his hand, placed it on his cheek, and continued to murmuring, "You are so hot, our face is so hot, it's not because of you!"

For many years, Xiaolian has not been challenged by such hot movements. Although as a doctor, he is inevitably physically touching the patient, the feeling is completely "unsensible". Apart from exploring the appearance from the perspective of a doctor, he has no other distracting thoughts in his mind. Today, Yang Liuer's grip, dragging and embracing, all the "mindfulness" built in his heart and the "gentleman" firewalls collapsed and fell in an instant.

Almost as his fingertips trembled slightly, Yuyi swallowed his saliva, and the Adam's apple rose and fell back and forth several times. Then he slowly raised his eyes with difficulty and stared at Yang Liu'er's hot, beautiful dark brown eyes, which looked like he was controlled by some illusion. He was attracted blankly, and his eyelids were reluctant to blink. After a while, he squeezed out a sentence in a low voice:

"No, madam is so beautiful!"

"Hahahaha... Brother Iron, you are finally willing to tell the truth!"

If Yang Liuer hadn't let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, the siren would have almost been sinking into this inexplicable "illusion". The string of laughter would have pulled him out of this extremely inappropriate behavior.

Almost at the same time, he quickly pulled back his hand, quickly shrank deep and buried it back into his wide sleeves, saluting with his sleeves in his hands, and flew back as if he was a step away, and said loudly: "Madam, I respect myself, I will take my leave!"

The tone of his voice was so high and the volume was obviously not because he was afraid that Yang Liuer who was right opposite would not hear it, but because he was worried that Hun Xi outside would not hear it.

Hun Xi was busy preparing dinner, thinking about keeping ions together. After seeing the wife, she had a meal together, and then chatted and had some wine. Who knew that the room was strange. First, there was a string of high-frequency laughter with extremely penetrating power that the wife had not erupted for a long time, and then another silly voice, "Take aside!"

He really didn't hear the previous sentence "self-respect".

The "crackling" sound of firewood brought by cooking tea and adding water mixed with the movement before the boiling water was about to boil, which made him concentrate on the best time to add boiling water to the teapot. He really didn't hear clearly the daily inspection in the room, but today something happened.

Seeing that the siji rushed over from Yang Liuer's house like the wind, Hun Xi stood up from the boiling platform, met him, and asked:

"Is there anything wrong with Mrs. Zhang walking in such a hurry?"

"Nothing, nothing is wrong! The lady's arm just scratched a thin mouth, and it was covered with it!"

"Since that's the case, is there an urgent matter in Brother Xiao's mansion? I'll make it so urgent to go back? I'll prepare good tea with Gawuzhong and prepare it for Brother Xiao to drink it and try it first! Then I'll use dinner, what's the point?"

Speaking of this, if the sibirics are still busy thinking about leaving, they will be a little confused.

So he had to suppress the shame in his heart, stop, calm down his emotions, and paused again, and changed his face to be clear and calm. He had heard the good news for the first time, and had a look of pity but helpless expression, and responded:

"Brother Hunxi, you are polite! I also want to receive this luck, but today there is something urgent in my family, so I have a good intention to accept it for my brother! Stay low and come and enjoy it again, and enjoy it. Please forgive me for not keeping it today!"

Seeing him telling him politely, Hun Xi had to put away his enthusiasm and give him a gift: "Since that's the case, family matters are naturally important, so I'll give Brother Xiao a trip! Please wait at the door and I'll arrive!"

Thinking of Hun Xi, he was a master of driving, and in order to "rush to get urgent matters", he was even more neat. With just a wisp of smoke, Hun Xi had already driven the carriage. When he arrived at the door, he got off the horse and placed a stool. He carefully held the stool and went up into the car, took back the horse stool, sat down, raised the rope, and threw two beautiful arcs in the air.

"drive---"


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