The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 322 The Jealousy Is Still Still (3)
Grandma Hua was accidentally pushed down by her granddaughter just now, and her old bones were curled up on the ground and she couldn't get up, crying out in pain, blaming the two sisters for being so stiff.

The two sisters... It's really ridiculous. She, Guan Xiuhe, snatched the man she liked, is she still a sister?Really good sisters will steal men from each other?
When it got dark, the moonlight shone through the four corners of the courtyard, casting black and blue shadows on the couch inside the window.This is a dead house, now the men are not at home, and the old lady doesn't even let people turn on the lights at night. Suddenly, a servant figure floats outside the window, thinking that he has accidentally entered the haunted house.

The light bulb has been lit for a long time, but the lotion has not yet arrived. Wanchun is lazily leaning against the small table, holding the chimney with a thin silver needle, thinking about things.Thinking of Guan Xiuhe's swollen belly during the day, with such a beautiful shape, I feel unwilling.He knew that that handsome and heroic man loved her a lot and touched her body a lot.That woman didn't have bound feet, she was tall, her waist was thin and her hips were wide, she was something that any man would want to have. The two of them must have had a lot of fun at night... Anyway, they must be happier than me, a luxury once every seven days, and even more Count the time and see the mood of the half-dead man.

"Squealing—" Hearing that the carved door opened, he half-crawled and waited.Han Sheng, who has become a man, is no longer innocent and weak. Han Sheng's broad shoulders bent the stiff young master in, and he leaned towards her, and the room was filled with the pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Take care of the young master." Han Sheng cast a fixed look on Wanchun, his eyes froze on her half-opened skirt, and he lowered his head and went out the door.

No hibiscus paste was left for her.

"Don't worry, he won't die after I die." Wan Chun chuckled at Han Sheng's back, his eyes became colder, and he turned back to look at Mei Xiaoyi beside him.

Mei Xiaoyi, who had just soaked in the decoction, had a pale handsome face, her lips were drawn down tightly, as if she was enduring great pain.

Wanchun knew that his legs were not healed at all, so he had to make a soup every two days. The old man Yu Chan prescribed this soup for him, and his body was frozen for two hours after soaking.Wanchun also knew that this gloomy man was punishing himself again, because the rooster that almost called Guan Xiuhe premature during the day, he would not give her cigarettes tonight.

If you don't eat it, don't eat it, anyway, she has passed a tube just now.

Wanchun said vaguely: "Do you feel very uncomfortable? I can only walk for a month, so I can't wait to come back, so what? People's stomachs are getting bigger. Once a woman gives birth, she will be more harmonious." It doesn't matter to you, let alone her man is so powerful..."

Under the dim candlelight, the man's angry and piercing gaze seemed capable of killing people, but he couldn't move his body.Wanchun became proud: "Chichi~ That's my bad luck. If I knew your Mei family was going to collapse, I would have been someone else's house wife. But don't try to get rid of me now. You secretly cheated me. But we all know that if you dump me, I can make your whole family beheaded~"

"Huh—" Suddenly the lights were blown out, and in the gray mist, I felt a heavy slap on the wrist bone, and he heard a sinister voice, "Do you believe that the Lord will kill you right now?"

(End of this chapter)