"It seems a little bit." When Liu Shishi said this, Shangguan Feng'er actually felt a little bit reminded: These days, she seems to be tired and hungry at every turn, and she also likes to feel sleepy.
Hearing Shangguan Feng'er's answer, Liu Shishi and Shangguan Chen looked at each other and smiled, and then looked at Li Moran, who looked puzzled.
The two of them sighed inwardly: It seems that Li Moran has no experience in this area.
Shangguan Feng'er was initially a little flustered by the two of them, but now that Liu Shishi asked this question, a cloud of doubts arose in her heart: she is easily hungry, sleepy, and weak. These symptoms are very familiar, but she can't remember them at the moment.
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"Sister-in-law, what kind of disease does Feng'er have?" Li Moran looked at the expressions of Shangguan Chen and Liu Shishi and was a little puzzled, but when he heard that Shangguan Feng'er was unwell, he couldn't help but become concerned.
If you wear a mask for a long time, it will become your face; if you tell a lie thousands of times, it will eventually come true; the same is true with your heart, if you keep self-hypnotizing yourself to love someone, but as time goes by, you really fall in love with that person
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Liu Shishi smiled and said, "I'm not sure about the specifics, but I'll let the doctor check my pulse and I'll know."
Li Moran looked at Shangguan Feng'er for a while, then nodded, stood up, walked out the door, whispered a few words to Mu Sheng, and then returned to the room.
After a while, Shangguan Chen and Liu Shishi returned to their small courtyard, and Shangguan Yu was also taken back.
"Master, Mr. Xiangli has arrived." Mu Sheng's voice came out.
"Xiangli?" Shangguan Feng'er raised his eyes and looked at Li Moran: Isn't that the actor from Yixiangfang? Is he Li Moran's male favorite? Why did he call him at this time?
With a charming smile on his lips, Li Moran glanced at Shangguan Feng'er and said, "Let him come in."
After saying that, a short while later, I saw a white figure walking into the room, with eyes as bright as stars, a solemn smile, and a clear and cheerful expression.
Shangguan Feng'er's first impression of him was: Xiang Li was like an extraordinary white horse, not like an actor from a brothel at all. Compared with Li Moran, Li Moran looked more like someone from a brothel.
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But when he looked at Li Moran again, Shangguan Feng'er had a serious question in his mind: Li Moran was such a strong and domineering person, if the two of them were together, who would be the one to attack and who would be the recipient.
After Xiang Li entered the door, he looked around the room, then chuckled at Li Moran, and then set his eyes on Shangguan Feng'er, as if he wanted to see through Shangguan Feng'er, "This is Xi Yan who is rumored outside.
Young Master?" He said leisurely.
Shangguan Feng'er was still sitting at the table, glanced at the smiling Li Moran, and then turned to look at Xiang Li again.
Xiang Li looked at Li Moran with a chuckle again, "Zixuan, your taste is pretty good this time."
Two sentences completely shattered his image of a humble gentleman in Shangguan Feng'er's mind: As expected, birds of a feather flock together, and there are friends of the same kind, oh, no, comrades of the same kind.
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He was a little angry in his heart, but he still tried his best to smile, "The meaning of Mr. Xianglang's words is that when the prince met Mr. Xianglang, his taste was not very good."
Li Moran has a bad taste, that's why he knows you, a bad person.
"Haha." Na Xiangli wasn't angry at all, he just laughed twice, "It's true, I think the warblers in his yard before were really not that good."