Nangong Chuiyang was startled and his eyes widened suddenly, yes, this is it!
The dominatrix was still thinking about curing him of sleepwalking, and he didn't know whether to be moved or scolded.
Let's see what other tricks she has up her sleeve!
Jiang Fang quickly turned in, walked to the bed, illuminated the oil lamp, frowned and said, "Laifu, what's that expression on your face? What the hell?"
Asking knowingly!
Nangong Chuiyang said pitifully: "Mom, you promised not to tie me up..."
"Of course, Mom keeps her word." Jiang Fang said happily: "Mom, there is also a folk remedy here, which is miraculous for sleepwalking!"
Duan Jiu woke up when Jiang Fang climbed through the window, but to be on the safe side, he decided to continue pretending to be asleep.
But after hearing this, I suddenly had a bad feeling!
When it comes to medicine, Nangong will be thirsty for knowledge, and will forget about the fear of dominatrix and fall into the trap again.
Duan Jiu began to mourn silently in his heart.
"What folk remedy?!"
Sure enough, Nangong Chuiyang immediately became curious and thirsty for knowledge.
He was a talented elementary school doctor who read a lot of books, but he had never seen a cure for sleepwalking. This shows that there is no limit to the knowledge, or it may be some kind of folk wisdom that has not been included in medical books.
But he doesn’t suffer from sleepwalking at all. Will it be okay if he eats it?
Jiang Fang's eyes shone brightly and he said excitedly: "After Mom found the folk prescription, she immediately went to collect the materials needed to make the medicine. It was not difficult to find, but it was a little disgusting, but who gave me a great motherly heart?
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I was so excited that even a person who was not deaf could tell that something was wrong.
Nangong Chuiyang swallowed and asked in a trembling voice: "What, what material?"
"That's cockroach ootheca, rat droppings, old tinea pedis skin, children's urine, etc. It's free and you won't sleepwalk again in your life!"
The room fell into dead silence for an instant.
It is true that the medicine cures the disease. If you take it, you will either be poisoned to death or you will be nauseated to death! This is not a little nausea, but a lot of nausea, okay?
Nangong Chuiyang's face turned blue and he was shaking like a sieve, while Duan Jiu subconsciously held her breath and blocked her nostrils with cotton.
"Come on, it's hot! Take the medicine and you'll be cured!"
Jiang Fang took out a small black cube and pinched Nangong Chuiyang's cheek without any refusal, forcing him to open his mouth.
Ahhhh, the devil!
Those old tinea pedis skin immediately reminded him of a pair of smelly feet that could not be tolerated even for a mile around. He was so disgusted that he rolled his eyes, as if he could smell it!
Nangong Chuiyang dodged desperately and screamed miserably.
Next door, Jiang Xiaomei rubbed her eyes dissatisfied and complained: "Who is killing pigs at this time? It's really annoying."
The child fell asleep so drowsily that he forgot that he was sleeping in a courtyard, some distance away from other villagers' homes.
Xiaobai, who was sleeping together, was half asleep and murmured: "Maybe there is something urgent."
Nangong Chuiyang was horrified when he was caught in a pig-killing situation.
"Nine, help!"
Duan Jiu opened his eyes. Will he still be human if he continues to pretend?
Jiang Fang glared and threatened, "You try?"
Duan Jiu sneered, just give it a try!
Jiang Fang went too far this time. Besides, if he was frightened by Jiang Fang's look, where would his husband be?
He reached out and pulled Jiang Fang's claws: "Stop!"
The three men struggled together.
The wooden bed was swaying and creaking, accompanied by the sound of people breathing.
Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of the room is not bad, so it will not be transmitted to the next door and spoil the children.
"Boom" is the sound of my head hitting the bedpost.
"Bang" is the sound of the body hitting the ground.
Jiang Fang grabbed Nangong Chuiyang, who was crying in pain, and looked down at Duan Jiu, who rolled out of bed.
The battle is over and the victory is complete.
Jiang Fang said in a good voice: "Baby, mother will not harm you. Be obedient and eat it."
Nangong Chuiyang couldn't bear it, he couldn't be exposed, he could only plead: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, you should tie me up!"
"It's just treating the symptoms instead of the root cause!"
"I'm going to die...brother, brother..."
Why is he so miserable?!
Duan Jiu was greatly shocked and his eyes were in a trance.
During this time, he had obviously grown stronger and stronger, but he was still easily lifted to the ground by the dominatrix.
He said weakly: "Jiang Fang, you have to have a bottom line if you want to punish him, don't go too far."
Jiang Fang fell silent.
"Did I hear you correctly? Duan Jiu is talking about 'bottom line'."
Qi Ling: "Master, you heard right."
"That's the funniest joke I've ever heard."
"Yes, it made me laugh out loud."
"Nangong little bitch is going to kill me!"
"You just almost lost your life, but Nangong bitch was so disgusted!"
Jiang Fang was angry, Duan Jiu is such a double standard dog!
Jiang Fang pinched the small black square and said quietly: "I have a lot more here, how about you take some too?"
How could Nangong Chuiyang let His Highness eat this stuff? He was so heartbroken that he snatched it and put it in his mouth, with a look on his face that said he was ready to die.
It was so painful and disgusting, and he felt that he was only a few steps away from dying on the spot.
Mother Yaksha, even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go!
Jiang Fang waited until Nangong Chuiyang chewed it and swallowed it. When he felt uncomfortable enough, he took out another piece.
"It's not over yet, woo woo woo..."
In another distant time and space, the young man opened the drawer and looked at the exquisite clay pot inside with some sadness.
This is what my cousin eats every day. It is very bitter and bitter. Even if she wants to eat it now, she can't.
So he wanted to eat a piece for her, cousin, you...
The next second, the young man's eyes straightened, and the clay pot completely disappeared! It disappeared under his nose!
Ahhhh, so scary!
This time he didn't howl out, he simply rolled his eyes and fainted on the leather chair.
Never would he have thought that the cousin he missed had already eaten it and was enjoying it with gusto.
Jiang Fang slowly put the small black cube into his mouth and narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.
100% pure dark chocolate, refreshing, lowering blood pressure, protecting cardiovascular system, anti-aging, good stuff.
Nangong Chuiyang's cry suddenly stopped.
"You, you lied to me?"
"Of course, how could I touch those dirty things."
"you you you……"
"I believe you will never sleepwalk again, right?"
The anger that Nangong Chuiyang had just ignited was instantly extinguished and he nodded sharply.
Only then did Jiang Fang smile with satisfaction and beat the little bitch into uniform once, so that he would not have any more evil thoughts.
"Go to bed early."
This was said to Duan Jiu. Nangong Chuiyang should not be able to sleep tonight.
When Jiang Fang left, Nangong Chuiyang stumbled into Duan Jiu's arms, crying and unable to utter a complete sentence.
Duan Jiu's face was full of mental and physical exhaustion: "What on earth did you do to her?"
As Jiang Fang expected, Nangong Chuiyang was unusually excited all night and couldn't sleep at all.
When it was almost dawn, my eyelids finally started to fight, and I was woken up by the noise outside not long after I slept.
Magistrate Yu, with two dark circles under his eyes, traveled all night and arrived early in the morning.
These days, he goes out early and comes back late to attend to official duties, just so he can come and see his precious baby.
Mrs. Sheng was very satisfied with Magistrate Yu's thoughtfulness. Anyway, she couldn't reconcile with this scumbag. Her son's surname was always Yu, so Ms. Sheng was still willing to pretend to be like Yu Peide in front of others for the sake of her son.
Magistrate Yu jumped out of the carriage and asked eagerly: "Is your son up yet?"
Just as Mrs. Sheng was about to speak, she heard a woman's attentive and doting reply: "If you don't get up, you won't get up. Our young master has suffered too much and has to be pampered."