You are my spoiled wife: divine doctor concubine

When Xin mogo saw that Feng Yu woke up, he was no longer careful and no longer deliberately suppressed. He was very clear in his heart that he still wanted to "want" the people under him. At the same time, his body was also very clear. He just felt that how to "want" was not enough, that is, he didn't let go of his "love" for her.

"You..." gradually, Feng Yu woke up completely, and then suddenly felt that Xin mogo deeply entered herself again. For a moment, she couldn't help humming. She instinctively wanted to close her legs and looked at Xin mogo incredibly.

Night, still very long

The spring in the house is continuous, and the cold wind outside is rustling.

The withered branches and leaves swayed back and forth in the night wind, and the shadows on the ground were mottled.

Zen in another courtyard, open the door, go out of the room, go to the yard and look up at the curved moon in the sky.

Cang Yueyu promised him when he found him. As long as he did it for him and led Xin Haoyan out, he would let him see Shangguan Feihong. However, today, without Cang Yueyu's permission, he saw it directly, but he couldn't figure out how Shangguan Feihong would be with Xin Haoyan again? She looked into his eyes and remembered clearly at this moment. Did she really hate him so much?

However, he regretted it. He really regretted it. He wanted to tell her face to face and tell her personally, hoping that she could forgive him.

"Master Zen, it's very late. Your body is not well yet. You can't blow." The servant who stayed in the yard to wait on him came forward to Zen and said.

Zen immediately recovered, but the white figure in her mind still lingered. I don't know if she is sleeping now? As long as I think that she is with Xin Haoyan at the moment, it is difficult to calm down, and the hand under the sleeve is unconsciously clenched.

"Master Zen?" Thinking that Zen didn't hear it, the servant who came forward couldn't help whispering again.

"OK, thank you for your concern." Zen tried his best to hide his face and calmly replied to the servant who came forward and spoke again.

Some servants can't stand the word "benefactor", but they are used to it these days. They don't say much anymore and bow down.

He looked at the crescent moon in the sky again, folded his hands and began to recite the four words "Amitabha" over and over again, trying to temporarily suppress the magic barrier pouring out from the bottom of his heart in this way, forcing himself not to think about Shangguan Feihong, forcing himself to erase the shadow in his mind, forcing himself to be calm and not impatient, and forcing himself to think about everything in the long run, Step by step, I forced... "Pooh Pooh..." suddenly, under excessive suppression, a big mouthful of blood suddenly spit out without warning, and Zen's face turned white in an instant. Finally, not only could not suppress the magic barrier in my heart, but was devoured by the magic barrier.

The dark guard outside the courtyard had already seen Zen walking out of the room, but he didn't come forward to disturb him like a housekeeper.

Hearing the sound from the hospital, I saw Zen suddenly spit blood. Dark Witton, who was guarding outside the hospital, changed his face and came forward quickly.

After the Zen vomited blood, his body staggered and took a step backward. The string of Buddha beads in his hand was broken. If the jade fell, the jade plate rolled away and fell to the ground in an instant.

"Master Zen, how are you?" Dark Wei hurriedly held Zen and asked.