Hot wife lives in the field

Yuan Mingzhu looked at the angry man in front of her, and suddenly she had the illusion that she was caught by an adult when she did something wrong.

In fact, her feet have been much better in the past two days. Some time ago, it was even more frightening. That day, in order not to let Jiang see the flaw, she kept gritting her teeth and supporting her. Later, she was called by Yuan Yiping. When she went back, her ankle swelling was frightening.

It took her two days at home to get rid of the swelling, but she was worried about the situation of the shop and came to the city. These days, she was very careful.

"Sprained, which has so easy good, some redness is normal."

She argued.

He wanted to pull his foot out of his hand, but he didn't move it. Instead, he held it more tightly.

The man's big palm is strong and powerful. The heat from it burns the skin of the ankle.

Yuan Mingzhu is a little uncomfortable, and her cheeks are flushed.

Yuan Yinzhen glanced at her coldly, took the porcelain bottle on one side, poured out the plaster, smeared it on her ankle, and kneaded it.

His strength is not small, and she breathes in pain.

"Since you are so afraid of pain, you shouldn't be so indifferent to your body." He said, the strength in his hand is bigger, and Yuan Mingzhu frowned: "can't you lighten it?"

He glared at him, but his strength was much lighter.

Yuan Mingzhu has to admit that his technique is very good. His ankle is getting a little hot and comfortable.

"Remember my technique. Rub it more every night. In a few days, your ankle will be better."

Yuan Yinzhen said. When he lifted his eyes, he saw that Yuan Mingzhu was studying with a medicine bottle. He didn't listen to him at all. He was angry immediately: "did you hear what I said?"

Yuan Mingzhu immediately said with a smile, "I'll do what you say." She said and raised the porcelain bottle in her hand: "how do you make this ointment? The effect is good. "

His eyes were cold.

Didn't he knead better?

"Can you tell me the prescription so that I can make Zhong Yue work out and sell it?"

Yuan Yinzhen: "I'm not sure."

His face was a little dark.

He snatched the porcelain vase in Yuan Mingzhu's hand: "I'd better take it back. You're a pharmacist. How can you get rid of it? I'm really superfluous."

Yuan Mingzhu looked up at the man in front of her with a smile and said, "you know I'm a pharmacist. Then you give me some medicine. Why?"

Yuan Yinzhen turned his head and faced yuan Mingzhu's smiling face. He was stunned immediately. Then he didn't open his eyes, but his ears were a little red.

"Don't you think it's strange to send medicine to someone who opens a drugstore?" Yuan Mingzhu looked at him with a smile.

"Enough?"

Yuan Yinzhen snorted: "I'm gone."

Yuan Mingzhu quickly seized his hand: "since they have been given to me, how can I take them back?" Yuan Mingzhu immediately grabbed the medicine bottle in his hand, but didn't notice the slightly stiff body on his side.

He looked at the sweet smile on the woman's face and felt the sachet sticking to her chest——

boiling hot.

"It's ugly."

"What?"

"Ugly, give it back to me."

"What is sent out, how can it be taken back?"

Once upon a time, he said that.

"Well, are you really not going to tell me the recipe? I know. It's a white fox, isn't it? How about you tell me that I'll give you 20% of the profit by dispensing the ointment? "

"Thirty percent."

Yuan Mingzhu was slightly surprised: "hmm?"

"No? There's no prescription

"Agree, agree." Yuan Mingzhu took his hand and said at once.

Yuan Yinzhen dropped her eyes, glanced at the wrist that she had grasped, raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, immediately bent down, squatted down, and put on her shoes and socks: "next time, I'll bring the prescription."

"Really?" Her happy eyes were shining.

"Well."

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