Chapter 560
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Fang Yuan felt a kind of frustration, a sense of powerlessness!
Facing a man who sleeps like a dead pig in front of him, how can her strong attitude and cold words not threaten him at all?
Is his own skill weakened, or is this man as cheeky as the city wall.
The eyebrow bone protrusion picked, Fangyuan felt that he was in a big trouble.
In order not to let Ma jianzhe die in his own home, Fangyuan made a basin of cold water, wet the towel on his forehead, changed it every half an hour, took care of him all night, touched his cheek at five o'clock in the morning, and it was not very hot. Maybe the fever has gone away!
Forget it, love doesn't go back. She has done her best.
A big yawn, Fangyuan was already very sleepy at this time. He went back to his room to sleep before he could collect the water basin and towel.
She seems to have a dream, the dream of Ma jianzhe turned into a fierce ghost and asked for her life, saying that she had starved to death.
After a thrill, Fang Yuan wakes up and looks at it. The time is only five twenty.
Damn it, she's only been sleeping for 20 minutes, hasn't she? Biting her teeth, her face was angry. She went to her side and touched Ma jianzhe's breath. She was still alive...
she couldn't even sleep safely!
In order not to be troubled by nightmares, Fang Yuan did not continue to sleep, but went into the kitchen to cook porridge. Although she seldom opened fire, she still had everything she needed. Occasionally when she was in a good mood, she would show her hands and ask Li Nuan to eat.
However, after Li Nuan got married, she couldn't spare no time to communicate with her. Now she has a troublesome spirit named Ma jianzhe, and she has no mind to manage Li Nuan's affairs. However, she believes that Li Nuan has the ability to solve everything perfectly.
Fangyuan Taomi porridge, slowly simmer on a small fire, and then take out a piece of pig's feet from the refrigerator, when dangdangdang a few times chopped into small pieces, boiling water skimming foam, wash clean, put a little oil in the pot, stir fry with rock sugar, change to low heat, add pork hoof stir fry, add cooking wine, soy sauce, soy sauce continue to stir fry, put the Pigfoot into the pressure cooker, add ginger and soybean, now Just wait for him to stew quietly.
Fang Yuan shows a satisfied smile, takes off the apron nest in the sofa to pursue the play, the heart is incomparably relaxed and joyful.
...
when Ma jianzhe woke up, he found that he was in a strange room with a towel on his forehead. He was at a loss for a moment, and then he woke up.
He blocked Fangyuan at the door yesterday and pretended to be poor. He thought that he would drive out of the house with Fangyuan's character, but he took care of him all night.
Looking at the towel on hand and the water basin beside the bed, a warm current flows in my heart.
This hard spoken and soft hearted woman!
Out of the room, Ma jianzhe first went to Fangyuan's bedroom. The door was not closed and there was a gap, so he pushed it in. He was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Norda's room is not a mess enough to show, it's like... Pig's nest!
I don't know whether the clothes are clean or dirty. They are thrown in a mess in every part of the room. Even the dresser has a fruit green sling, and the bottles and jars on the side are poured in any direction.
Ma jianzhe looked at the room and found that there was no room for her feet. How could she survive in such a messy environment and still dress up beautifully.
It's just... Genius!
Ma jianzhe shook his head helplessly. He closed the door and came to the living room. He smelled a smell. The taste buds were opened and he was hungry.
Without looking at the sleeping woman nestled on the sofa, he went straight to the kitchen. The pot was bubbling, and the smell of rice and meat was overflowing. After Ma jianzhe could not help eating, he returned to the living room.
On the tea table, there is also a TV play. It is the moment when men and women look at each other affectionately and kiss each other. Ma jianzhe looks at it and hums and laughs. The soap opera without any nutrition is looking at the corner and sleeping on the sofa. Her sleep does not look good. Her mouth is open and breathing, and there is a dry mouth watermark on the corner of her mouth There is a world of difference in the way children look.
The discovery of her little-known side, which makes Ma jianzhe particularly happy, he likes such a square circle, especially has the breath of life.
Fang Yuan smashed his mouth twice and moved his body, as if in search of an optimal position.
Her sofa for Fangyuan is also small, can only sleep very uncomfortable nest, Ma jianzhe simply beat her up, into the side lying.
Her room is really out of control.
Fang Yuan was put on the bed, the quilt was covered, the kitchen was turned back to turn off the fire, so as not to paste it off. Then he went back to the side and got into the bed, holding Fangyuan to make up for a little sleep.
How can ma jianzhe give up such a rare opportunity? Even if Fang Yuan wakes up and wants to scrap him, he still wants to do so. Besides, she has taken care of herself all night, saying that she has no feelings for him. He doesn't believe it.
At this thought, he became bold.
Fang Yuan did not sleep all night, sleepy to death, tired to death, did not move, obediently fell asleep in the arms of Ma jianzhe.This time, they slept until eleven o'clock.
It was Fang Yuan who woke up first, thinking of the pig's feet and porridge still being stewed.
However, what makes Fang Yuan more surprised than pig feet is that she and Ma jianzhe are close to each other and depend on each other. They look like a loving couple.
Fang Yuan looks at Ma jianzhe with a frown, trying to figure out what kind of situation it is now. Is it that she climbed into Ma jianzhe's bed or Ma jianzhe climbed into her bed? Between them...
MA jianzhe is still wearing yesterday's clothes, but with some wrinkles added, he seems to be a little messy. He seems very tired and falls into a deep sleep, with a blue beard on his chin Stubble.
In looking down at himself, in addition to a slight deviation from the neckline of home clothes, other places are still neat, not like traces of infringement, which let Fangyuan breathe a sigh of relief.
But why did he sleep with himself? Who gave him the courage?
This cognition, or let Fang Yuan a little angry, more is angry with himself.
When Fang Yuan Mou Zi was cold, he raised his foot and kicked Ma jianzhe from the bed, clanging as if the floor was about to be broken.
"Earthquake, earthquake..." Ma jianzhe woke up immediately, thinking it was an earthquake. He jumped on the bed and ran out with Fangyuan's arm. A strange feeling spread in Fangyuan's body.
Cold throw away his hand, as if looking at a fool's eyes, glanced at him, toward the kitchen.
Ma jianzhe was a little confused. After looking at her and looking at the room, he realized what was going on. He felt his buttocks and felt some pain!
"Did you turn off the fire?" Fang Yuan picked his eyebrows and looked at him. His tone was unprecedented coldness, full of frost.
She was not to Ma jianzhe, but to herself. At that moment, she seemed to be aware of her strange feelings.
Ma jianzhe en said, "look, you don't sleep well on the sofa, so I took you back to bed, but I didn't do anything to you, really!"
Fang Yuan didn't speak. He just filled a bowl of rice porridge and a bowl of pig's feet. He put it on the dining table, took a piece of tableware, sat on the chair and ate quietly.
After that, she was so angry that she didn't even give him any food.
But who was ma jianzhe? Who was thick skinned? He took the tableware from the kitchen, filled the porridge, sat opposite her for dinner, and praised: "it's delicious!"
"Get out of here when you eat!"
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Fang Yuan felt a kind of frustration, a sense of powerlessness!
Facing a man who sleeps like a dead pig in front of him, how can her strong attitude and cold words not threaten him at all?
Is his own skill weakened, or is this man as cheeky as the city wall.
The eyebrow bone protrusion picked, Fangyuan felt that he was in a big trouble.
In order not to let Ma jianzhe die in his own home, Fangyuan made a basin of cold water, wet the towel on his forehead, changed it every half an hour, took care of him all night, touched his cheek at five o'clock in the morning, and it was not very hot. Maybe the fever has gone away!
Forget it, love doesn't go back. She has done her best.
A big yawn, Fangyuan was already very sleepy at this time. He went back to his room to sleep before he could collect the water basin and towel.
She seems to have a dream, the dream of Ma jianzhe turned into a fierce ghost and asked for her life, saying that she had starved to death.
After a thrill, Fang Yuan wakes up and looks at it. The time is only five twenty.
Damn it, she's only been sleeping for 20 minutes, hasn't she? Biting her teeth, her face was angry. She went to her side and touched Ma jianzhe's breath. She was still alive...
she couldn't even sleep safely!
In order not to be troubled by nightmares, Fang Yuan did not continue to sleep, but went into the kitchen to cook porridge. Although she seldom opened fire, she still had everything she needed. Occasionally when she was in a good mood, she would show her hands and ask Li Nuan to eat.
However, after Li Nuan got married, she couldn't spare no time to communicate with her. Now she has a troublesome spirit named Ma jianzhe, and she has no mind to manage Li Nuan's affairs. However, she believes that Li Nuan has the ability to solve everything perfectly.
Fangyuan Taomi porridge, slowly simmer on a small fire, and then take out a piece of pig's feet from the refrigerator, when dangdangdang a few times chopped into small pieces, boiling water skimming foam, wash clean, put a little oil in the pot, stir fry with rock sugar, change to low heat, add pork hoof stir fry, add cooking wine, soy sauce, soy sauce continue to stir fry, put the Pigfoot into the pressure cooker, add ginger and soybean, now Just wait for him to stew quietly.
Fang Yuan shows a satisfied smile, takes off the apron nest in the sofa to pursue the play, the heart is incomparably relaxed and joyful.
...
when Ma jianzhe woke up, he found that he was in a strange room with a towel on his forehead. He was at a loss for a moment, and then he woke up.
He blocked Fangyuan at the door yesterday and pretended to be poor. He thought that he would drive out of the house with Fangyuan's character, but he took care of him all night.
Looking at the towel on hand and the water basin beside the bed, a warm current flows in my heart.
This hard spoken and soft hearted woman!
Out of the room, Ma jianzhe first went to Fangyuan's bedroom. The door was not closed and there was a gap, so he pushed it in. He was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Norda's room is not a mess enough to show, it's like... Pig's nest!
I don't know whether the clothes are clean or dirty. They are thrown in a mess in every part of the room. Even the dresser has a fruit green sling, and the bottles and jars on the side are poured in any direction.
Ma jianzhe looked at the room and found that there was no room for her feet. How could she survive in such a messy environment and still dress up beautifully.
It's just... Genius!
Ma jianzhe shook his head helplessly. He closed the door and came to the living room. He smelled a smell. The taste buds were opened and he was hungry.
Without looking at the sleeping woman nestled on the sofa, he went straight to the kitchen. The pot was bubbling, and the smell of rice and meat was overflowing. After Ma jianzhe could not help eating, he returned to the living room.
On the tea table, there is also a TV play. It is the moment when men and women look at each other affectionately and kiss each other. Ma jianzhe looks at it and hums and laughs. The soap opera without any nutrition is looking at the corner and sleeping on the sofa. Her sleep does not look good. Her mouth is open and breathing, and there is a dry mouth watermark on the corner of her mouth There is a world of difference in the way children look.
The discovery of her little-known side, which makes Ma jianzhe particularly happy, he likes such a square circle, especially has the breath of life.
Fang Yuan smashed his mouth twice and moved his body, as if in search of an optimal position.
Her sofa for Fangyuan is also small, can only sleep very uncomfortable nest, Ma jianzhe simply beat her up, into the side lying.
Her room is really out of control.
Fang Yuan was put on the bed, the quilt was covered, the kitchen was turned back to turn off the fire, so as not to paste it off. Then he went back to the side and got into the bed, holding Fangyuan to make up for a little sleep.
How can ma jianzhe give up such a rare opportunity? Even if Fang Yuan wakes up and wants to scrap him, he still wants to do so. Besides, she has taken care of herself all night, saying that she has no feelings for him. He doesn't believe it.
At this thought, he became bold.
Fang Yuan did not sleep all night, sleepy to death, tired to death, did not move, obediently fell asleep in the arms of Ma jianzhe.This time, they slept until eleven o'clock.
It was Fang Yuan who woke up first, thinking of the pig's feet and porridge still being stewed.
However, what makes Fang Yuan more surprised than pig feet is that she and Ma jianzhe are close to each other and depend on each other. They look like a loving couple.
Fang Yuan looks at Ma jianzhe with a frown, trying to figure out what kind of situation it is now. Is it that she climbed into Ma jianzhe's bed or Ma jianzhe climbed into her bed? Between them...
MA jianzhe is still wearing yesterday's clothes, but with some wrinkles added, he seems to be a little messy. He seems very tired and falls into a deep sleep, with a blue beard on his chin Stubble.
In looking down at himself, in addition to a slight deviation from the neckline of home clothes, other places are still neat, not like traces of infringement, which let Fangyuan breathe a sigh of relief.
But why did he sleep with himself? Who gave him the courage?
This cognition, or let Fang Yuan a little angry, more is angry with himself.
When Fang Yuan Mou Zi was cold, he raised his foot and kicked Ma jianzhe from the bed, clanging as if the floor was about to be broken.
"Earthquake, earthquake..." Ma jianzhe woke up immediately, thinking it was an earthquake. He jumped on the bed and ran out with Fangyuan's arm. A strange feeling spread in Fangyuan's body.
Cold throw away his hand, as if looking at a fool's eyes, glanced at him, toward the kitchen.
Ma jianzhe was a little confused. After looking at her and looking at the room, he realized what was going on. He felt his buttocks and felt some pain!
"Did you turn off the fire?" Fang Yuan picked his eyebrows and looked at him. His tone was unprecedented coldness, full of frost.
She was not to Ma jianzhe, but to herself. At that moment, she seemed to be aware of her strange feelings.
Ma jianzhe en said, "look, you don't sleep well on the sofa, so I took you back to bed, but I didn't do anything to you, really!"
Fang Yuan didn't speak. He just filled a bowl of rice porridge and a bowl of pig's feet. He put it on the dining table, took a piece of tableware, sat on the chair and ate quietly.
After that, she was so angry that she didn't even give him any food.
But who was ma jianzhe? Who was thick skinned? He took the tableware from the kitchen, filled the porridge, sat opposite her for dinner, and praised: "it's delicious!"
"Get out of here when you eat!"
Fang Yuan felt a kind of frustration, a sense of powerlessness! Facing a man who sleeps like a dead pig in front of him, how can her strong attitude and cold words not threaten him at all? Is his own skill weakened, or is this man as cheeky as the city wall. The eyebrow bone protrusion picked, Fangyuan felt that he was in a big trouble. In order not to let Ma jianzhe die in his own home, Fangyuan made a basin of cold water, wet the towel on his forehead, changed it every half an hour, took care of him all night, touched his cheek at five o'clock in the morning, and it was not very hot. Maybe the fever has gone away! Forget it, love doesn't go back. She has done her best. A big yawn, Fangyuan was already very sleepy at this time. He went back to his room to sleep before he could collect the water basin and towel. She seems to have a dream, the dream of Ma jianzhe turned into a fierce ghost and asked for her life, saying that she had starved to death. After a thrill, Fang Yuan wakes up and looks at it. The time is only five twenty. Damn it, she's only been sleeping for 20 minutes, hasn't she? Biting her teeth, her face was angry. She went to her side and touched Ma jianzhe's breath. She was still alive... she couldn't even sleep safely! In order not to be troubled by nightmares, Fang Yuan did not continue to sleep, but went into the kitchen to cook porridge. Although she seldom opened fire, she still had everything she needed. Occasionally when she was in a good mood, she would show her hands and ask Li Nuan to eat. However, after Li Nuan got married, she couldn't spare no time to communicate with her. Now she has a troublesome spirit named Ma jianzhe, and she has no mind to manage Li Nuan's affairs. However, she believes that Li Nuan has the ability to solve everything perfectly. Fangyuan Taomi porridge, slowly simmer on a small fire, and then take out a piece of pig's feet from the refrigerator, when dangdangdang a few times chopped into small pieces, boiling water skimming foam, wash clean, put a little oil in the pot, stir fry with rock sugar, change to low heat, add pork hoof stir fry, add cooking wine, soy sauce, soy sauce continue to stir fry, put the Pigfoot into the pressure cooker, add ginger and soybean, now Just wait for him to stew quietly. Fang Yuan shows a satisfied smile, takes off the apron nest in the sofa to pursue the play, the heart is incomparably relaxed and joyful. ... when Ma jianzhe woke up, he found that he was in a strange room with a towel on his forehead. He was at a loss for a moment, and then he woke up. He blocked Fangyuan at the door yesterday and pretended to be poor. He thought that he would drive out of the house with Fangyuan's character, but he took care of him all night. Looking at the towel on hand and the water basin beside the bed, a warm current flows in my heart. This hard spoken and soft hearted woman! Out of the room, Ma jianzhe first went to Fangyuan's bedroom. The door was not closed and there was a gap, so he pushed it in. He was stunned by the scene in front of him. Norda's room is not a mess enough to show, it's like... Pig's nest! I don't know whether the clothes are clean or dirty. They are thrown in a mess in every part of the room. Even the dresser has a fruit green sling, and the bottles and jars on the side are poured in any direction. Ma jianzhe looked at the room and found that there was no room for her feet. How could she survive in such a messy environment and still dress up beautifully. It's just... Genius! Ma jianzhe shook his head helplessly. He closed the door and came to the living room. He smelled a smell. The taste buds were opened and he was hungry. Without looking at the sleeping woman nestled on the sofa, he went straight to the kitchen. The pot was bubbling, and the smell of rice and meat was overflowing. After Ma jianzhe could not help eating, he returned to the living room. On the tea table, there is also a TV play. It is the moment when men and women look at each other affectionately and kiss each other. Ma jianzhe looks at it and hums and laughs. The soap opera without any nutrition is looking at the corner and sleeping on the sofa. Her sleep does not look good. Her mouth is open and breathing, and there is a dry mouth watermark on the corner of her mouth There is a world of difference in the way children look. The discovery of her little-known side, which makes Ma jianzhe particularly happy, he likes such a square circle, especially has the breath of life. Fang Yuan smashed his mouth twice and moved his body, as if in search of an optimal position. Her sofa for Fangyuan is also small, can only sleep very uncomfortable nest, Ma jianzhe simply beat her up, into the side lying. Her room is really out of control. Fang Yuan was put on the bed, the quilt was covered, the kitchen was turned back to turn off the fire, so as not to paste it off. Then he went back to the side and got into the bed, holding Fangyuan to make up for a little sleep. How can ma jianzhe give up such a rare opportunity? Even if Fang Yuan wakes up and wants to scrap him, he still wants to do so. Besides, she has taken care of herself all night, saying that she has no feelings for him. He doesn't believe it. At this thought, he became bold. Fang Yuan did not sleep all night, sleepy to death, tired to death, did not move, obediently fell asleep in the arms of Ma jianzhe.This time, they slept until eleven o'clock. It was Fang Yuan who woke up first, thinking of the pig's feet and porridge still being stewed. However, what makes Fang Yuan more surprised than pig feet is that she and Ma jianzhe are close to each other and depend on each other. They look like a loving couple. Fang Yuan looks at Ma jianzhe with a frown, trying to figure out what kind of situation it is now. Is it that she climbed into Ma jianzhe's bed or Ma jianzhe climbed into her bed? Between them... MA jianzhe is still wearing yesterday's clothes, but with some wrinkles added, he seems to be a little messy. He seems very tired and falls into a deep sleep, with a blue beard on his chin Stubble. In looking down at himself, in addition to a slight deviation from the neckline of home clothes, other places are still neat, not like traces of infringement, which let Fangyuan breathe a sigh of relief. But why did he sleep with himself? Who gave him the courage? This cognition, or let Fang Yuan a little angry, more is angry with himself. When Fang Yuan Mou Zi was cold, he raised his foot and kicked Ma jianzhe from the bed, clanging as if the floor was about to be broken. "Earthquake, earthquake..." Ma jianzhe woke up immediately, thinking it was an earthquake. He jumped on the bed and ran out with Fangyuan's arm. A strange feeling spread in Fangyuan's body. Cold throw away his hand, as if looking at a fool's eyes, glanced at him, toward the kitchen. Ma jianzhe was a little confused. After looking at her and looking at the room, he realized what was going on. He felt his buttocks and felt some pain! "Did you turn off the fire?" Fang Yuan picked his eyebrows and looked at him. His tone was unprecedented coldness, full of frost. She was not to Ma jianzhe, but to herself. At that moment, she seemed to be aware of her strange feelings. Ma jianzhe en said, "look, you don't sleep well on the sofa, so I took you back to bed, but I didn't do anything to you, really!" Fang Yuan didn't speak. He just filled a bowl of rice porridge and a bowl of pig's feet. He put it on the dining table, took a piece of tableware, sat on the chair and ate quietly. After that, she was so angry that she didn't even give him any food. But who was ma jianzhe? Who was thick skinned? He took the tableware from the kitchen, filled the porridge, sat opposite her for dinner, and praised: "it's delicious!" "Get out of here when you eat!"
