Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Taking advantage of the gap between his rest, he quickly applied medicine to the wound.

God, who can tell her what kind of medicine it is.

Sprinkle up, the pain is not reduced, but is the heart of the pain, damn this time can not cry out the pain.

The moon is biting her lips and bending her knees. Then she opens her mouth and blows the wound gently to relieve the pain.

This medicine has a smell. If you smell it, it won't be

Pour out some medicine, put some in the palm of your index finger and put it into your mouth. It's really the powder made of salt.

OK, you sprinkle salt on the wound, and you're trying to take care of her.

"Hello." Ruo Meng roars at the man who has a rest.

The sound of horse's hooves was heard by all of her ears. She yelled. She didn't have the order of honor and inferiority. She really didn't want to die.

The Marquis of the state of Ning did not open his eyelids and pretended to sleep.

"I want you to pretend to sleep, I want you to pretend to sleep." Then he threw a porcelain vase and smashed it on his right shoulder.

And the second porcelain vase also flew out with the previous one. The noise made by the previous one made her afraid to hurt him again. At that time, the Marquis of Ningguo would have wasted all her martial arts. She was a useless person, but she didn't have time to take it back. She couldn't ask the bottle to brake herself.

She said that she couldn't bear to look directly at her and was about to turn her eyes. His hand had been raised and he grasped the porcelain vase with a beautiful parabola in the air.

He is a martial arts practitioner. He has a quick reaction, but why didn't he pick up the first porcelain vase.

"It's you who put me... First." Ruo Meng said weakly.

He disdained: "I don't have that spare time."

Sophistry, pick up the medicine bottle, raise your hand, this is evidence.

"Then what's this?" Silence? Then she came to tell him, "don't you know your own medicine? You can do the salt on the wound."

Thin lips gently: "you blame me."

"How dare you."

"Nothing more than two medical books, appropriate salt powder can make the wound heal as soon as possible, which is now clear to three-year-old children. What's more, have you ever heard of "the heart of a doctor's parents"

However, the doctor's parents believe that Wang Po sells melons and boasts. She really thinks that if she has read too many medical books, her doctor will have medical ethics, even if he has no ethics.

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Finally, the night of the car, back to the state house.

At night, after knocking on the door for half a day, he didn't open it. Sleep? The light doesn't go out either.

Push open the door and look at the bed Pavilion inside. The curtain is in the state of being laid down. Ruo Meng walks to the desk and puts out the candle. Xiyan and Yanwu have said that he can't sleep in the hall of Marquis Tailiang of Ningguo.

On the way back to Houfu, Ruo Meng feels that she can't go on like this any more. Yan Wuchen has gone to southern Xinjiang, but her father's Revenge has not been avenged. Now, she still stays in Houfu, which is the intention of the Duke of Ning. If she goes on like this, she becomes a "prisoner" of the Duke of Ning.

In the courtyard of guohou mansion, the leaves rustle. When I look up at the maple tree that I can't see clearly, the leaves on the branches have almost withered, as if they were caught in the frost of autumn night.

"Still up?"

Sound sounded in the dark, leaning against the trunk of the maple tree, thinking about things, Ruo Meng stood upright and looked at the source of the sound.

He was dressed in a black robe, and the man changed his clothes. He was so dusty that he didn't just get up, but came back from the outside.

I remember that in his room before, although the curtain was down and his boots didn't seem to be on the couch, she was careless. Marquis Ning didn't sleep at all, but just came back from outside.

"Well, I can't sleep."

"It's cold. Go back to your room early and have a rest."

Ningguo Hou finish saying, lift step to Ting Xuan direction walk.

"Wait a minute."

He stopped and looked back at her: "what's the matter?"

I'm not tired of it. Maybe I'm in a good mood when I meet my sweetheart.

Drum up courage, will want to say: "I want to leave tomorrow, anyway, the things in southern Xinjiang Yanwu trace has to deal with."

He thought that she wanted to go back to ruojiazhuang. After all, it was her home. But the Marquis of Ningguo didn't want to talk about it. He wanted to avoid this topic, so he asked her, "is it too boring to go to the mansion?"

Maybe she didn't express it clearly enough.

"No, if you want to leave the residence of the Marquis, you won't come back to ruojiazhuang."

After staring for a long time, he looked indifferent, but did not make any expression.

Ruo Meng laughs pathetically, but he doesn't expect that one day he won't have any personal freedom. He has to get the consent of marquis Ning to leave and go home.

She didn't want to go on like this, so, shaking her courage, she said firmly, "I'm just telling you, it's not that you don't agree that I won't leave."

She didn't use the word "inform". I'm afraid it's not right. As long as the meaning of resolutely leaving is reached.

Turn around to leave the moment, if the dream heart is still astringent.

"Delusion." The sound of tenseness and coarseness is thin and cool.

She turned her back to him and couldn't see his face.

Delusion, he is not allowed to leave her. What is this, keeping her? Why didn't he let her go.

She doesn't like to be controlled by others, and other people also want to control her thoughts. If she wants to be free from emotion, she must cut off the confusion quickly and cut off when she is judged.

When Ruo Meng resolutely and quietly left the courtyard, the Marquis of Ningguo flashed and stopped her way, which made Ruo Meng breathe fast.

"Leave, don't even think about it."

Teach him to say so overbearing, if dream emotional: "why, with what."

"There's no reason. You've entered the residence of the marquis."

See, he is such a man. When he asks why, he has no reason. When he asks why, he takes out his master's posture.

"My feet are on me."

What can you do for me? She didn't say the second half.

"Then you try, you fast, or I fast."

How, does she want to run after him? I don't know. I think he likes her too. But no one knows better than Rumeng. He won't let her go. It has nothing to do with love.

He just wanted to imprison her and make her live like death.

I do not know if the wind is dry eyes, it is necessary to tingle the overflow of tears.

Ningguohou looked at her eyes, in the dim light, with the Yingguang of water drops. The corners of his mouth were slightly coagulated, and his tone was more relaxed: "as long as you don't leave, I'll take you as if you didn't say that."

Not leaving?

Are you still here for the rest of your life?

Suddenly aware, ningguohou of this sentence is incomparably funny.

"Why do I have to stay here? What's your attitude to leave me here now?" Ruo Meng glares at Ning guohou and sees his thin lips, but he laughs: "are you in love with me?"

Of course, if the dream is not saying very sure words, her words are toward ningguohou naked ridicule.

It's just that Ningguo can't make it better. The more impossible things are, the more

"Well

If dream's chin suddenly received the gravity, and the next moment her lips have been attached to the warm lips, and all the movements are accompanied by strong, so directly crowded.

But it made her a little less responsive