Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1095 One Thought Becomes a Buddha (52)

"Otherwise, why is she wearing such flamboyant clothes every day?"

A few second-rate men giggled, almost drooling.

"However, I have to say that the little boy is very lucky to get such a top-quality product. Look at those breasts and buttocks. It must be very exciting on the bed..."

"Shh—don't even talk, he's here."

Someone lowered his voice to remind.

I saw the man in light blue plain clothes, carrying a medicine basket, appearing on the small road at the entrance of the village.

Her white hands were holding the belt of the pannier, and her hair full of black hair was tied together with a ribbon.

He was slender and beautiful, his brows and eyes became more calm and indifferent, with an extremely cold and alienated feeling.

The sun was very strong, but the breath on his body was cold and cold.

There was a little sweat on his forehead, and he walked slowly like this, with herbs picked from the mountains in his back basket.

He narrowed his eyes, not looking at them at all.

The few second-rate disciples glanced at each other and laughed, as if thinking of something.

Seeing the indifferent and clear man walking along the path, one of them whistled, breathing heavily.

"Doctor, I'm not feeling well, can you help me?"

The man in light blue plain clothes stopped for a moment, raised his eyes, and the phoenix eyes were empty and deep.

The person who whistled gave a chuckle, stood up, and pushed his hips in his sight.

As if deliberately showing off his male sex officer, he said deliberately:

"I'm a bit uncomfortable here. I wonder if this doctor who has rejuvenated his hands can help treat it?"

"Hey! You can't say that." The person next to him immediately helped, "How can I ask a doctor for help with this kind of problem?"

"This kind of problem should be seen by the beautiful woman in the doctor's house."

He showed an excited and wretched expression.

"It is said that doctors and doctors are benevolent, and the beauties who come to the doctor's house are also like this."

"Why don't we let her show us Er Gouzi to see where the problem is..."

As he spoke, he laughed obscenely, and several people whistled together.

Like a few dogs thinking about heat all the time.

The man with the medicine basket on his back had a calm expression.

Slowly put down the hand that was on the back basket.

Looking at them lightly, the phoenix eyes were extremely dark.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

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The westernmost small courtyard.

The charming girl who just woke up in the morning is wearing thin pajamas and doing her makeup in front of the bronze mirror.

The person in the bronze mirror has a delicate and beautiful face, moist as a flower.

Snow-skinned red lips, watery eyes flowing.

He combed his hair and touched his cheek again.

Pull up her hair into a gentle and delicate bun.

Hearing familiar footsteps from the yard outside, she put down the comb and leaned over to open the window beside her.

The sunlight outside the window streamed into the house, and the ground was covered with golden yellow.

Putting on the skirt quickly, she had just tied the belt when someone outside walked in.

The footsteps were extremely light.

When the man hugged her from behind, she immediately stood up straight.

Say obediently: "Get up, I got up quickly, and I didn't stay in bed."

She is not guilty.

The man in the elegant blue clothes closed his eyes, looked at her snow-white neck and collarbone, and did not speak.

Warm's long fingers continued to tie her belt unhurriedly, with skillful movements, and I don't know how many times he has done it.

The person being held blinked, his mind was very sharp.

(End of this chapter)