"I love Yifei too, I can die for him!" Song Xiaoqing said excitedly.
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Since both of you can die for each other, but you have not considered each other. The combination of men and men is contrary to the laws of yin and yang in nature, and it will definitely add to sadness! Take Song Xiaoqing for example
Since he and Yifei fell in love, he has to withstand everyone's criticism. Not only is he in pain, but Yifei is also in pain. Is this result you want?"
Song Xiaoqing and Liu Yifei looked at each other, and both of them lowered their heads, "Also, you two big men can't have children together. The family you combined is incomplete. Without children, there will be no family.
Happy! So please think twice. I will say this today, and we will talk about it next time!"
Jiang Fan stood up and said, "Xiao Jiang, when will you come again?" Song Wenjie said anxiously. Although Jiang Fan came today, the problems of Song Xiaoqing and Liu Yifei were not solved.
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Let's come back when I go and find out their past!"
Song Xiaoqing and Liu Yifei were both surprised at the same time: "Look at our past? What's the past?" The two were confused.
"You will know then!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Song Wenjie drove Jiang Fan to Donghai People's Hospital. Jiang Fan returned to the office of the Department of Difficult and Miscellaneous Diseases. As soon as he sat down, he heard a knock on the door, "Please come in!"
The office door opened, and the person who came in was the young woman Liu Fengyi, "Oh, you're back, I'm going to die if you can't see you again!" Liu Fengyi rushed up.
Alas, young women are really unable to mess with each other! Women are thirty or forty. Liu Fengyi is almost thirty, and there is a strong demand in that aspect!
Liu Fengyi wore a transparent short-sleeved shirt today, with her collar slightly open, and the black inside could be vaguely seen... Liu Fengyi's dress is becoming more and more exposed, which also shows that her needs are becoming stronger and stronger.
"Well, there are many people coming and going in the office today, so it's probably inconvenient!" Jiang Fan said sweating all over.
"I don't care. I've been eating cucumbers for more than a month and I've been tired of it. I'm going to eat your ham sausage today!"
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Don't be anxious? Let's play a game!"
"What kind of game you play, just click it!" Liu Fengyi said hurriedly.
Damn, this woman was anxious. Jiang Fan deliberately refused to give her a try, and wanted her to be more anxious. "Hehe, I really want to hear someone knocking on the door!" Jiang Fan's hand deliberately stopped.
Liu Fengyi immediately let go of her hand, hurriedly sat on the chair, tidy up her clothes, held the newspaper, and pretended to be reading the newspaper. Jiang Fan couldn't help laughing when he saw Liu Fengyi's appearance. Liu Fengyi immediately understood that Jiang Fan was deliberately teasing her.
, "You are so bad that they can't wait. You still have to tease me, give it to me, my little ancestor!" Liu Fengyi begged.
Jiang Fan laughed and said, "Let's play a simple game. You are the field and I am the farmer. You called the farmer to farm! I will give it to you!"
Liu Fengyi said shyly: "Oh, you're so shameful!"
"Call it quickly, or I'll go out!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Liu Fengyi shouted shyly: "Uncle Farmer, come and farm!"
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "The voice is too small, the farmer can't hear it!"
Liu Fengyi's voice became a little louder, "Uncle Farmer..."
The knock on the door continued, "Who?" Jiang Fan asked.
The knock on the door continued, Jiang Fan immediately opened the Tianyan hole and looked through. Damn! A little boy of five or six years old stood at the door, "Who is crying inside?" the boy asked.
Jiang Fan almost fainted. Liu Fengyi's scream was too ugly, "Oh, uncle is giving the aunt an injection, and the aunt is afraid of pain and crying!" Jiang Fan replied.
Liu Fengyi immediately shouted again, and the little boy outside the door said, "Auntie, don't be afraid of pain, be strong!"
It was getting dark, and Jiang Fan sat cross-legged on the couch, holding Song Xiaoqing and Liu Yifei's hair in his hand. If you want to know what kind of past lives they have, you must hold their hair to practice the "Returning to Dreams Prajna Sutra".
Jiang Fan immediately slept on the couch and began to practice the "Return to Dreams Prajna Sutra". A white light flashed in the dream, and the old monk appeared, "Well, boy, you have been lazy recently and haven't practiced the "Return to Dreams Prajna Sutra" for a long time!
"The old monk said.
"Uh, I have been on a mission recently. I am nervously guarding against assassination every night. How can I have time to practice the "Return to Dreams and Prajna Sutra"!" Jiang Fan said sweating.
"You kid, don't make excuses. You have to hurry up and practice. The winter solstice will soon be coming. You kid still has a disaster!" said the old monk.
Jiang Fan was secretly shocked. Who is this old monk? He even knew this, "Well, I will practice quickly. I remember there is a way to use my hair to check the person's previous life in the "Return to Dreams". How did I check it?