100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

"What way? Hurry up!" Mo Ju's silent heart suddenly raised hope. The purple eyes ignited a flame. It was a flame of excitement. In order to heal him, he would be willing to give him a try.

Claire looked at Mo Ju deeply, "Son, you're sure you really promised everything."

"Don't sell me a secret, make it clear!" Mo Ju was a little irritable because of his excitement. He wanted to know Ye Wei's injury. Who can cure him, but Claire was so arrogant, how could he not be angry.

Claire said: "In India a few years ago, I heard that a girl had her arm cut off because she was involved in a partisan dispute. The entire arm was cut off. After three or four days, Bai Ye even took her arm. After going back, it was no different from the original one. It seemed that he had not been injured. This was a sensation at the time. Perhaps, you can ask him to give it a try."

Mo Ju deepened his eyebrows, "Bai Ye of the first terrorist organization?"

"Yes! His surgery is almost unmatched. Maybe he can save Miss Ye Wei. He has a quirk. Although he is a doctor, he rarely treats patients, but Miss Ye Wei is also a member of the first terrorist organization. Their relationship should be good, he will promise to heal."

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Claire said goodbye to Mo Ju and went back to the hospital. He came in and saw Ye Wei grabbing her hair, her eyebrows twisting unpleasantly, not knowing anything. Pain.

She rarely sits so quietly.

He walked over, and her response was still very sensitive. Perhaps she knew her situation. She didn't ask Claire how to say it, pointed to her hair, and said, "I want to wash my hair."

Hair is dirty!

Mo Ju was stunned, thinking she was going to ask her a leg injury, he was ready for a lot of comfort, she didn't ask, he sighed in relief, rubbing her really dirty hair, he said, " I will hold you upstairs."

"Just wash here."

She didn't want to be bored in the room and went upstairs. It was estimated that she was upstairs that day. She was too lazy to let Mo Ju hug and hug.

Mo Ju said nothing. After taking three large buckets of hot water to the garden, Ye Wei pumped it in the corner of his eyes. "You just take a tube to get cold water, so what's the trouble?"

It's okay to wash cold water when the weather is so hot.

It's cool and cool, but it's more comfortable, and he doesn't have to run three or four times to get the water. There is a tap in the garden.

"Do you think you made it with iron? Your body is not good, what cold water to wash." Mo Ju couldn't help but scolded, and soon brought the shampoo and towel.

Ye Wei was about to wash herself, Mo Ju hugged her at once, let her sit on the stone bench, slowly said, "I help you wash, your hands must not touch the water."

"..."

"Look what?"

"No, will you wash it?"

Mo Ju, "Don't I have no hair? Do you discriminate against short hair, do you not wash your hair if you have short hair?"

Ye Wei, "..."

Uh... well, she doesn't discriminate.

I just feel that letting a man wash his hair is similar to washing underwear. It is a bit embarrassing. Ye Wei will never say that the hands identified by him are a little fragile, can not stand the torture, and one hand is inconvenient. Ye Wei bowed her head obediently.

Mo Ju's lips twitched a smile, and she gently smoothed her hair with a comb, without washing for a few days, Ye Wei's hair was a little greasy, the hair tail was very dry, and the comb was very uncomfortable, and the knot was too strong. .

Mo Ju simply didn't need a comb to comb, and directly used her hands to carefully separate her knotted hair.

"Vivi, does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Ye Wei responded sullenly, Mo Jumei, you wash like this, you start when Laozi's waist is broken, she can't help but defamation.

She finally straightened her hair, and Mo Ju washed her carefully, carefully.

Ye Wei's face was a little hot. His breath was very close, almost in his ear. When thinking of him washing his hair intently, she couldn't help thinking of the picture of his underwear washing...

No matter how he goes on, he is not far from the standard of a good man in the new century.

Powerful fingers shuttled between her hair, while gently massaging her scalp, while rubbing her hair, the fragrance of shampoo lingered gently at the tip of her nose, Ye Wei suddenly loved this atmosphere...

Sweet and sweet.

Once upon a time, she felt such a sweet warmth?

Women occasionally take a soft, will it have unexpected effects? If it weren't for her leg lameness and her hand injury... such a picture would never appear in their lives.

Mo Ju...

I had made up my mind that I would no longer be entangled with him, stay away from him, and forget about each other, but because of the inconvenience of the body, I had always depended on him, so that Ye Wei had an illusion, it seemed to continue like this, Life is also good.

But when she thought that she would be lame all her life, she would feel so broken again...

She will go crazy.

Suddenly felt that he took a deep breath, Ye Wei was a little surprised, and suddenly lowered his eyes, only to see that he was squatting, the neckline was opened again, and it was fully opened, and the half of the softness was as his eyes...

by!

Pervert, wash your head and get a free spring look. Ye Wei raised the collar of her clothes upwards, Mo Ju sneered, her welfare was gone, and she couldn't help whispering, "I've never seen it again."

"Moju Beauty, how can you listen to it with a pity." Ye Wei smiled and smiled, she squatted, she couldn't hold the neckline, the spring breeze on her chest could not stop Now...

Ye Wei simply let go and looked at it. He was right, but he hadn't seen it...

"Look, let's see, the slave family will show you for free, you can see, you can't eat, you are greedy!" Ye Wei smiled charmingly, Mo Jue had a heavy hand, and warned her by pulling her hair root.

Ye Wei laughed...

She was in no mood to make trouble for him. She really wanted to tune and tease him. She was sure to let him desire, fire, burn, and body.

Mo Ju rushed for her, and then washed it a second time, Ye Wei bent over, a little sour, can't help but urge him, "You don't just look at the slave's chest and forget to wash your hair, hurry, my waist is sour died."

"Normally, your physical strength is so good, that's why it's so hard? You really are." Mo Ju despised her, but quickly helped her clean the foam, Ye Wei thought about their conversation...

Why is it so colored?

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