The Young Wife is Pregnant:Pampered and Teased by Young Master Marshall

The red coffin is big.

Two red pillows are placed side by side.

Yu se lies on the pillow and looks at the man beside him.

It's still so good-looking.

She thought she would be afraid of him, but when she looked at his face like this, she wanted to reach out and touch it inexplicably.

Although the tentacle is cold, it has a kind of skin like coagulating fat.

Originally thought he was so good-looking is the result of makeup, at this time found that Mo Jingyao was born beautiful.

"Ha ha, you've loved me secretly, haven't you? Why else would you take me with you when you die? " The fingertips flick Mo Jingyao's face, she whispers quietly, and the top of her head is the voice of Mohist coffin.

The red coffin moved.

The man beside him also shook with the shaking of the red coffin.

She knew that when the red coffin fell into the pit, it would be filled with earth, and then the tomb would be built.

At that time, there will be cement pouring on the coffin, and beautiful marble blocks will be pasted on the outside of the cement.

At that time, she will suffocate in the red coffin.

In this flash, Mo Jingyao's bow tie was opened and a necklace was hung around his neck.

The jade on the necklace just happened to hit her hand. When she picked up the shape of the character "zhe", she was familiar with it.

Yu sezheng was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly realized why he looked familiar.

Hand a lift body red longevity skirt, revealing a birthmark on the arm.

To be exact, it's a birthmark in the shape of "Xi".

But when the jade in his hand fell, Yu se was completely shocked.

No big no small size, and the birthmark on her body is completely consistent.

For a moment, her body seemed to be electrified, and her whole body was flowing with a light current like spring breeze.

With the influx of electricity, there are countless words.

Astrogeography.

The canon of medicine.

Internal power formula.

The art of needling guilt.

……

Countless words poured into the body, and then flowed to the brain. Just in an instant, the metaphor felt a hot current from the arm birthmark, and then flowed back to the whole body.

That hot feeling is more and more intense, strong let her just want to find a cold stick.

So, subconsciously pasted on the side of the man.

The combination of heat and cold makes people feel very comfortable, and even forgets the family members who are sealing the tomb in full swing.

All of a sudden, the red coffin "Dong" fell.

It's in a long dug grave.

This heavy one, let Yu se finally wake up, originally in the dark coffin, she can see Mo Jingyao's handsome face clearly at this time.

He had a car accident, and after his brain died, the doctor declared his breathing stopped.

This is a well-known thing in T city.

And it happened just three hours ago.

When he died, she was married by Mohist candidates.

There is no time to digest this sudden change, metaphor subconsciously in the mind quickly search.

Then a point pressing method to cure this kind of disease suddenly appeared. Yu se was not sure whether this point method was useful, but the worst was that she died with Mo Jingyao.

Thinking of this, the metaphor is ruthless, with the idea of each character quickly.

First point in the middle of a person, then pinch the Three Acupoints on the top of the head, the two acupoints on the waist, and finally fall to the sole of the foot. As long as you open the two acupoints on the sole of Mo Jingyao's foot, and the eight acupoints come out of the mountain, he can live.

But at the moment, the polished shoes on Mo Jingyao's feet blocked her hand.

The metaphor takes off the man's shoes without thinking about it.

Mo family is really stingy. Can't such a pair of hand-made leather shoes match a pair of socks?

Regardless of these, the metaphor quickly points down the last two plantar points.

The end of the day.

Then she leans back to Mo Jingyao's arms, and she wants to wake him up with her own temperature and acupoint pressing method.

In this way, he lives and she lives.

Gently close your eyes, even breathing are put light, metaphor in quietly waiting.

Suddenly, the top of the head came a breath, accompanied by the slight fluctuation of the man's chest in front of him.

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