"Wang Gensheng, if you feel too tired, just take a rest. What will I do if you fall down?" Keiko showed a pitiful expression.
"Keiko, at least you have an older brother and an Okada family. No matter what, you can live a good life." Wang Gensheng sighed to himself.
"My brother seems to be under the control of others now, and the situation is not much better." Keiko lowered his head and said quietly.
"So you and I are in the same boat!" Wang Gensheng laughed at himself.
"Since you are so tired, don't go there tonight and have a good sleep here." Keiko's face suddenly turned red, as if she had suddenly thought of something.
Wang Gensheng looked at Huizi's expression and said repeatedly: "Huizi, I will be even more tired here tonight."
"You hate it. What's the point of being tired when you sleep?" Keiko said coquettishly, so charming.
"Looking at you like this, I will have an impulse." Wang Gensheng smiled evilly.
"What does it look like?" Keiko felt like she was being teased.
"She looks so coquettish, hahaha..."
Wang Gensheng laughed and finally temporarily forgot the troubles in his heart.
"Wang Gensheng, you bastard, I'm going to show you how horny you are." Huizi was unhappy, stood up and pounced on Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng was caught off guard and fell on the sofa.
From this point of view, it is a logical conclusion.
Sometimes, that kind of thing seems to be able to relieve people's stress.
Wang Gensheng held Kezi's slender waist cooperatively, raised his head, and met Kezi's gorgeous red lips.
Outside the guest room, a sharp and sharp knock sounded at an inappropriate time.
Wang Gensheng sat upright, moved his body back, and then asked softly: "Who is it?"
"Wang Gensheng, it's me, An Xiaojing." An Xiaojing's voice came from outside.
"Sister Xiaojing, are you okay?" Wang Gensheng asked.
"There's nothing wrong with me. It seems that something happened to Wenxiu. He was so drunk that he couldn't wake up. I was worried about something, so I came to see you." An Xiaojing replied.
Wang Gensheng felt like there was a buzz in the commotion. How could he forget about Wenxiu?
"Sister Xiaojing, I'll be there right away." Wang Gensheng stood up, looking a little helpless.
If it weren't for Wenxiu or Wang Gensheng would really stay here overnight, there would be unlimited room for imagination as to what would happen to Keiko.
"Wang Gensheng, I don't allow you to go." Huizi said stubbornly, as if he was cheating.
"Huizi, Wenxiu drinks too much, which is very bad for his health." Wang Gensheng said with a bitter smile.
Keiko picked up the wine bottle on the coffee table and drank it without any explanation.
Emma drank half a bottle of wine in a few seconds and said, "Wang Gensheng, I have drunk too much now, do you want to leave too?"
Wang Gensheng smiled ghostly: "According to my many years of drinking experience, generally people who say they drink too much are not drinking too much.
Keiko, Wenxiu is my master's niece, and she still calls me uncle, how could I ignore her, I'll go take a look and be back later."
"Wang Gensheng, if you go, don't come back." Huizi had no choice but to say.
"How is that possible? I will definitely come back." Wang Gensheng replied seriously.
"..."
Keiko was speechless.
Wang Gensheng left the guest room, and a text message suddenly came to his cell phone: "Wang Gensheng, Cao Zhenzhen is not dead for the time being. If you are worried about her, you can go find her..."
Wang Gensheng hurriedly called the phone, but he still refused to answer. Finally, another text message came over: "You can ask Assistant Wang for the specific route."
Wang Gensheng almost fainted. Who was this? The number was unfamiliar and he didn’t answer the call.
An Xiaojing in front was extremely anxious: "Wang Gensheng, Wenxiu started to vomit blood, go and have a look!"
Wang Gensheng responded helplessly: "I know, I'll be there soon."
Qingshan County, deep in the mountains dozens of kilometers away.
The mountain wind is strong and the birds are sleeping in the bamboo forest.
In a dormitory in a seemingly lonely nunnery, Nie Hai relied on his superb medical skills to rescue an injured female from the Temple of Hell.
However, what made Nie Hai very strange.
The person who injured the person seemed to have no intention of hurting the person's life. Several bullets cleverly avoided the injured person's vital parts.
The strangest thing is that the injured person actually took a life-extending pill after being injured.
There is no trace of the Life-Sustaining Pill, a miracle medicine in the world, on the market. If you are lucky enough to get one or two pills, it will definitely be the smoke rising from the ancestral grave.
Gradually, the injured person became conscious.
The old nun of Fenghuang Temple was a warm-blooded man. He asked his apprentice to make ginseng soup and millet porridge and bring it over.
At this time, the injured are in desperate need of nutritional supplies.
Feng'er looked at the gloves on the injured hand with a look of surprise: "Master, her gloves are so special. They look soft, but they are extremely flexible."
"Feng'er, even if you have some discernment, these gloves are produced in a foreign land and are called ice silk gloves. These gloves are very hard and cannot be cut by any sharp blade.
It's a pity that such wonders have basically disappeared in the world. It's a blessing to be able to see them today." Nie Hai said with a smile.
"Master, do you mean that these gloves are precious?" Feng'er asked.
"Treasures have a price, but these gloves are priceless." Nie Hai sighed, someone who can possess such a treasure is definitely an extraordinary person.
"Master, you saved her life. When she wakes up, let her give you the gloves." Feng'er smiled slyly.
"Feng'er, Master, I treat illnesses and save people, and I will never blackmail others. If it's such a boring thing, never mention it again." Nie Hai's face darkened.
A little nun fed the injured ginseng soup and millet porridge. The injured gradually improved. She raised her eyes and looked around and asked softly:
"Where is this place? How did I get here?" the injured asked, his face pale and confused.
"You were seriously injured. Fortunately, you met my master. Otherwise, you would have been waiting for death if you couldn't make it through tonight. Even if it wasn't for the injuries on your body,
He will also freeze to death because of the cold weather." Feng'er answered first.
"Did you save me?" the injured person asked.
"Yes, in order to save you, my master injected a lot of Qi into you. You should really thank my master." Feng'er replied with a smile.
"Thank you, master, for saving my life. But I don't have anything now. When I recover from my injury, I will definitely give you a big gift to thank you." The woman said softly.
"I don't want any heavy gifts from you, just promise to give my master the gloves on your hands." Feng'er said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, the woman's face changed: "Except for these gloves, I can give you anything."
"Girl, are these gloves more important than your life?" the old nun asked softly, his eyes full of love.