Hot wife lives in the field

Is it really your own illusion?

Yuan Mingzhu slowly droops her head, a wry smile rises from the corner of her mouth, and her loss can not be concealed.

A hand reached in front of her, the hand is still carrying ginseng soup, soft voice came: "are you looking for me?"

She froze in a moment, holding the hand of the sheet and clenching it involuntarily.

For a moment, she whispered and said, "I must have hallucinated again."

She slowly raised her head. When she saw the red figure in front of her eyes, she was stunned.

I don't know when, a shadow suddenly appeared beside the bed. The white felt hat fell down and covered the face of the predecessors, but the voice was familiar.

Yuan Mingzhu's lips trembled. She almost blurted out her familiar name, but she lingered around her mouth for several times and couldn't say it.

The low laughter overflowed from the lips and teeth of the people in front of me, with a bit of banter: "I now know that I am so important in your heart. I haven't seen you for half a year. You miss me so much. It's not a waste that I was so good to you."

It was still that kind of frivolous tone, but the moment she said it, Yuan Mingzhu relaxed a lot. She looked at the person in front of her, her eyes were moist, and her familiar name came out of her mouth: "yuchijin."

"Well." He answered, "Pearl, I'm back. I said, "I'll come back to see you."

Yuan Mingzhu wiped the moisture from her eyes, looked at the person in front of her with a smile, reached out and tried to untie the felt hat on his head, but he caught her hand: "Mingzhu, it's time for you to drink ginseng soup."

He put her hand down, bent down to lift her up, sat by the bed, and fed the ginseng soup to her mouth.

Through the gauze hat, she could not see his face clearly, only vaguely felt that his eyes were smiling.

Finger tip Rao a few circles, and finally choose to give up, calmly hanging on the side of the body, head down to drink the ginseng soup he scooped up.

Many things need not be investigated. Now he is still alive, which is the best.

When a bowl of ginseng soup comes to the end, Wei Chijin hands the bowl to Lamei, who takes it and sends it out.

Wei Chijin sat by the bed and did not move. Through the gauze cap, he looked at her and she also looked at him.

For a long time, they bowed their heads and laughed.

"You can still toss as before, but I left for half a year, and those civil and military officials of the southern Qin Dynasty were almost fighting because of you." He said half jokingly.

When Yuan Mingzhu heard this, she remembered the previous events.

"I'm sorry." She yelled and immediately tried to sit up, but he held her down.

"You just finished the production. What do you want to do now?"

"Those old people will not give up when they learn that they are going to build a women's school. There are also those people in Hongcheng."

Yuan Mingzhu's words have not finished, feel forehead.

She raised her eyes and looked at Wei Chijin bitterly: "why did you hit me?"

"Can you wake up if I don't hit you? You don't look at your present situation. Do you feel that you are impatient? Just after the production, you're going out to toss? Yuan Mingzhu, if you don't want to live, you can tell me directly. You don't have to worry about it yourself. I'll cut you off with a knife. I was caught in the door at the beginning, and I risked so much to save you. "

Yuan Mingzhu's mouth curled. She had some bad feelings in her heart, but she had to admit that what he said was right. Her body is not suitable for tossing.

"If I don't do anything now, won't my previous efforts be in vain?" She was a little reluctant.

Wei Chijin said: "do you think I'm dead? When your man is dead? "

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