"Awaken?" Yan Qingwei walked to the bed and helped Zi Wu up with a drunken blush on his face. A gentle spiritual energy slowly poured into the gauze wrapped around his fingers.
Wenliang was wearing a gentle method to push the alcohol out of his body. Sweat wet Zi Wu's body, and the dress was firmly stuck to the moving body, and the curve was outlined, although he was wearing a dress,
But the temptation of wet body is more tempting than being naked.
Yan Qingwei slowly stopped his work: "How are you okay? You just drank too much."
Zi Hua wiped off the sweat beads on her forehead: "Zi Hua was so drunk that she made Master Xiahou laugh."
"This is not the case," Yan Qingwei took out a wine-relieving medicine and a few packs of medicine from the magic stone: "Please take this medicine. I just checked you and found that you have weak inside your body. I will cook these medicines.
Let’s drink it, just make three bowls of water into one bowl. This is the prescription for these medicines. If you finish drinking it, go to the medicinal shop to sell some."
"Religious Rehmannia, Cornus, Peony Bark, Yam, Poria, Alisma," Zi Wu slowly recited the name of the medicinal herb, then put it in his arms, and replied with a smile: "Thank you."
This smile could not be as good as the previous one, but it made Yan Qingwei feel relieved and guilty. This smile brought about a lot of bitterness and pain from Zi Wu, but it gave people a kind of friend-like feeling.
Feelings.
"No need, your clothes are wet, please change them first." Yan Qingwei said.
"Um."
Yan Qingwei helped Zi Wu pull the screen beside the bed. He turned his head and only heard the rustling sound of Zi Wu changing clothes. He looked at his nose and his nose, and his heart had no evil thoughts and ignored him.
"Young Master has been waiting for a long time."
Zi Hua gently pushed the screen away and changed into a plain white dress. Yan Qingwei looked at it and took out a few clothes from the magic stone helplessly: "How can you, a daughter, wear so little?"
"Zi Mu thanked Mr. Xiahou."
"No need, just treat it as making friends." Yan Qingwei said.
"Are you really just a friend?" Zi Hua asked. Over the years, she had seen too many so-called "friends", all of which wanted to get her into her hands, but no one could succeed.
"Just an ordinary friend." Yan Qingwei said: "I still have some private matters to do, see you next time."
Yan Qingwei walked out of the door of Wanhua Garden, stayed in some of the surrounding streets and shops, and then spent a lot of time on the road. Finally, he came to an abandoned path with only a few abandoned thatched huts. He felt that he was released and was in place.
After standing for a while, he then went straight into a thatched hut.
After a while, several people dressed like ordinary civilians appeared here, but from that look, it can be seen that these people are by no means good people.
"search!"
The men pulled out their knives and entered the dilapidated and abandoned houses. After they broke it, they came out of the thatched hut: "There is no suspicious person."
"Walk."
After those people left, the ragged thatched huts collapsed, bursts of dust raised, and the birds on the trees flew away one after another. After a while, the people came back and left again.
After a while, Yan Qingwei slowly came out under the collapsed thatched grass.
"Play with me to track and counter-stalking, and don't see what I am from?" Yan Qingwei patted his clothes and would go out when he came in.
Speaking of this, I have to mention Yan Qingwei's talent skills. His talent skills are somewhat similar to Bai Xiangbing's space, but in principle they are different, and they are more like the N-powered version of perception, from the perspective of his own spiritual power and the outside world
The connection between the spiritual power of heaven and earth to detect the aura becomes directly seeing things, but it consumes a lot.
In a cave, Yan Qingwei pressed a button on the stone wall. The stone wall in front of him opened like an elevator automatic door, revealing the secret passage behind. The secret passage was filled with candles using mermaid oil as wax. Press the switch, and the stone wall again
Close, it seems like no one is entering at all.
"Are you back?" He brought some side dishes at home and put them on their own plates, and then placed the rice plates on their respective tables. Speaking of this, Binghua Moran wanted to mention that in fact, the current custom of eating in China is that
Putting the food together and then putting it on the table and picking up food around a round table is not a Chinese tradition.
The tradition of eating in China is not a combined meal system. It started in ancient China, and it was traditionally based on the shared meal system. In the Qing Dynasty, wealthy families implemented the shared meal system, while poor families implemented the combined meal system, while Chinese shared meals
The popularity of the system began around the Great Leap Forward, when eating big pot meals, and has continued to this day. In fact, there are many unhygienic situations in the combined meal system. Binghua Moran prefers the separate meal system.
"Hey, where is the young master?" Yan Qingwei asked.
"Bing'er has come back and is changing clothes in the room." Bai Xiangling came out of the kitchen with a pot of fragrant food. Dongfang Yaomeng hurried to her seat and took a deep breath of the fragrance: "It smells so good, I want to
eat!"
"Bing'er hasn't arrived yet. You can't have dinner until everyone is around." Bai Xiangling said.
"Oh." Dongfang Yaomeng was so angry that she was disgusted: "I just miss you Bing'er, I'm all hungry."
"Haha, there is still food in the kitchen, so it's enough." Miss Rong smiled.
"Sister Ling, you cook so deliciously. Who taught you? I have seen some rich ladies, who all come to your clothes and open their mouths, and they don't even know how to barbecue." Dongfang Yaomeng said: "Even if it's enough," said Dongfang Yaomeng.
I can do it, but I can only swallow it."
Bai Xiangling lifted a strand of hair hanging down and said, "Bing'er likes to eat delicious food, so I learned to make it. I didn't expect that she really had some talent."
"Oh, whoever married you is really lucky and good luck." Dongfang Yaomeng joked. After saying that, she thought about it again and shook her head. It seemed that no one could attract except for the dead shemale demon.
Sister Zhuling is now, not to mention marrying her and holding her in her arms to eat and wipe it off.
"Oh, it's much more comfortable." Bai Xiangbing wore the snow-white robe again, her hair was unrestrained, and the sandalwood purple folding fan was inserted around her waist, restoring her original cynical and unconventional look.
The prodigal son looked like a prodigal son. After sitting down, he ate a lot. He drank a few bites of rice, a bite of soup, and a piece of meat and said, "Eat quickly, I found some clues. By the way, Yan Qingwei, do you have anything
Harvest?"
Bai Xiangling followed Bai Xiangbing's back and said gently: "Eat slowly, there is still in the kitchen. Don't choke, it doesn't matter if you are late."
Dongfang Yaomeng handed the soup to Bai Xiangbing: "Drink a little soup."
"Thank you," Bai Xiangbing said with a mouthful of soup: "It's delicious, sister, the skills are getting better and better."
"How do you know it was the soup made by Sister Ling?" Dongfang Yaomeng asked.
"I have been drinking since I was a child and never get tired of drinking it." Bai Xiangbing said with a mouthful of tongue.
Looking at Bai Xiangbing, Bai Xiangling and Dongfang Yaomeng, Wu Feitian and Miss Rong, the remaining people sighed: "Stop showing off, show your love and be struck by lightning."
At night, Bai Xiangbing's closed eyes slowly opened, and the power of the space around him was still released, forming an effect similar to a barrier. He said in a deep voice: "According to everyone's efforts in the brothel for a day, now I
A conclusion has been drawn."
"Don't keep it from reaching the conclusion, hurry up and say it." Qin Yufeng said.