Chapter 2985: 2985
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Zhuang Qingyun looked at the scene, sighed in his heart and retreated silently.
Qin Wuyan's thin lips stick to his wife's lips. His slender fingertips slide down his wife's arm. He holds the woman's fingertips and whispers softly: "wait until I'm sure she's really good at medicine, I'll let her treat you.
We will soon be able to live a happy life of love as we did when we were newly married....
the woman's eyes are closed, and her lips smeared with lipstick are gorgeous and beautiful.
She is white in complexion, and she is left to be manipulated by men, ignorant and unconscious...
Qin Wuyan pinches her chin, stares at her delicate little face, clenches her back alveolar, and forces her to ask, "when can you take a serious look at me as we did at the beginning?"
The answer is endless silence.
It's been ten years, but he's still not used to it.
The priest's house seems to be full of the laughter she once had, but now, it's empty and suffocating, and there's no laughter in the past.
He also hated the laughter that didn't belong to her and everything she didn't like.
He didn't want her to question his infidelity.
He drove away all the women in the priesthood's house. No matter whether they were pretty or not, they were not allowed to stay in the house. Even the people who were close to them were replaced by men.
The only one left was the self destructed nanny, who brought her up from childhood and was as close to her as a mother and daughter. Every day, she cooked her favorite food in the back kitchen...
Qin Wuyan leaned over, lifted her from the stool, went out of the bedroom and walked out: "it snowed yesterday, it's sunny today. I'll take you to enjoy the snow scenery.
In the past, you always blame me for not accompanying you. Now I have plenty of time to accompany you every day. No matter where I go, I want to take you with me. Are you happy? "
He took the person to the wheelchair, put a blanket on her, walked on the bluestone board at the door, and went to the plum garden in the backyard...
the plum blossoms were brilliant and the fragrance was floating.
Standing under the blooming flowers and trees, his mind is full of her once coquetry, begging for mercy and laughter....
the past can not be traced back, and the memories seem like the cold wind.
Chu house.
Mo Siyu thinks that he is going to leave here and return to Jincheng soon, so he stays in the pharmacy when he has something to do. He concentrates on making pills for the old master and the young master of the Chu family to ensure that they can eat for more than half a year...
in the interval, he also checks how much sun Qing has learned about the golden needle acupuncture.
My little sister is hardworking, but her talent is really average. She can only make up for herself with diligence, but she has been with Mr. Sun since she was young. Although Xiangyi is not as easy to teach as Xiangyi, she has learned quite well.
Siyu is an acute person. He has never been very patient. Xiangyi is the most intelligent person he has taught in his life.
In the eyes of ordinary people, being satisfied by Mo Siyu is already a talent.
Therefore, sun is always surprised to see that her granddaughter not only understands the structure of the human body, but also masters all the acupoints and recites the functions of all the acupoints.
Unexpectedly, the granddaughter learned so fast, much faster than he thought.
I don't know if it's Yumo who teaches well, or if her granddaughter is enlightened in this respect.
I heard that my granddaughter was going to practice needling in person today. Early in the morning, Mr. Sun began to pay attention to his granddaughter's movements.
Seeing that his granddaughter was still reciting the functions and functions of those acupoints, he couldn't help but ask, "didn't he say that acupuncture should be done? No more
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Zhuang Qingyun looked at the scene, sighed in his heart and retreated silently.
Qin Wuyan's thin lips stick to his wife's lips. His slender fingertips slide down his wife's arm. He holds the woman's fingertips and whispers softly: "wait until I'm sure she's really good at medicine, I'll let her treat you.
We will soon be able to live a happy life of love as we did when we were newly married....
the woman's eyes are closed, and her lips smeared with lipstick are gorgeous and beautiful.
She is white in complexion, and she is left to be manipulated by men, ignorant and unconscious...
Qin Wuyan pinches her chin, stares at her delicate little face, clenches her back alveolar, and forces her to ask, "when can you take a serious look at me as we did at the beginning?"
The answer is endless silence.
It's been ten years, but he's still not used to it.
The priest's house seems to be full of the laughter she once had, but now, it's empty and suffocating, and there's no laughter in the past.
He also hated the laughter that didn't belong to her and everything she didn't like.
He didn't want her to question his infidelity.
He drove away all the women in the priesthood's house. No matter whether they were pretty or not, they were not allowed to stay in the house. Even the people who were close to them were replaced by men.
The only one left was the self destructed nanny, who brought her up from childhood and was as close to her as a mother and daughter. Every day, she cooked her favorite food in the back kitchen...
Qin Wuyan leaned over, lifted her from the stool, went out of the bedroom and walked out: "it snowed yesterday, it's sunny today. I'll take you to enjoy the snow scenery.
In the past, you always blame me for not accompanying you. Now I have plenty of time to accompany you every day. No matter where I go, I want to take you with me. Are you happy? "
He took the person to the wheelchair, put a blanket on her, walked on the bluestone board at the door, and went to the plum garden in the backyard...
the plum blossoms were brilliant and the fragrance was floating.
Standing under the blooming flowers and trees, his mind is full of her once coquetry, begging for mercy and laughter....
the past can not be traced back, and the memories seem like the cold wind.
Chu house.
Mo Siyu thinks that he is going to leave here and return to Jincheng soon, so he stays in the pharmacy when he has something to do. He concentrates on making pills for the old master and the young master of the Chu family to ensure that they can eat for more than half a year...
in the interval, he also checks how much sun Qing has learned about the golden needle acupuncture.
My little sister is hardworking, but her talent is really average. She can only make up for herself with diligence, but she has been with Mr. Sun since she was young. Although Xiangyi is not as easy to teach as Xiangyi, she has learned quite well.
Siyu is an acute person. He has never been very patient. Xiangyi is the most intelligent person he has taught in his life.
In the eyes of ordinary people, being satisfied by Mo Siyu is already a talent.
Therefore, sun is always surprised to see that her granddaughter not only understands the structure of the human body, but also masters all the acupoints and recites the functions of all the acupoints.
Unexpectedly, the granddaughter learned so fast, much faster than he thought.
I don't know if it's Yumo who teaches well, or if her granddaughter is enlightened in this respect.
I heard that my granddaughter was going to practice needling in person today. Early in the morning, Mr. Sun began to pay attention to his granddaughter's movements.
Seeing that his granddaughter was still reciting the functions and functions of those acupoints, he couldn't help but ask, "didn't he say that acupuncture should be done? No more
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Zhuang Qingyun looked at the scene, sighed in his heart and retreated silently. Qin Wuyan's thin lips stick to his wife's lips. His slender fingertips slide down his wife's arm. He holds the woman's fingertips and whispers softly: "wait until I'm sure she's really good at medicine, I'll let her treat you. We will soon be able to live a happy life of love as we did when we were newly married.... the woman's eyes are closed, and her lips smeared with lipstick are gorgeous and beautiful. She is white in complexion, and she is left to be manipulated by men, ignorant and unconscious... Qin Wuyan pinches her chin, stares at her delicate little face, clenches her back alveolar, and forces her to ask, "when can you take a serious look at me as we did at the beginning?" The answer is endless silence. It's been ten years, but he's still not used to it. The priest's house seems to be full of the laughter she once had, but now, it's empty and suffocating, and there's no laughter in the past. He also hated the laughter that didn't belong to her and everything she didn't like. He didn't want her to question his infidelity. He drove away all the women in the priesthood's house. No matter whether they were pretty or not, they were not allowed to stay in the house. Even the people who were close to them were replaced by men. The only one left was the self destructed nanny, who brought her up from childhood and was as close to her as a mother and daughter. Every day, she cooked her favorite food in the back kitchen... Qin Wuyan leaned over, lifted her from the stool, went out of the bedroom and walked out: "it snowed yesterday, it's sunny today. I'll take you to enjoy the snow scenery. In the past, you always blame me for not accompanying you. Now I have plenty of time to accompany you every day. No matter where I go, I want to take you with me. Are you happy? " He took the person to the wheelchair, put a blanket on her, walked on the bluestone board at the door, and went to the plum garden in the backyard... the plum blossoms were brilliant and the fragrance was floating. Standing under the blooming flowers and trees, his mind is full of her once coquetry, begging for mercy and laughter.... the past can not be traced back, and the memories seem like the cold wind. Chu house. Mo Siyu thinks that he is going to leave here and return to Jincheng soon, so he stays in the pharmacy when he has something to do. He concentrates on making pills for the old master and the young master of the Chu family to ensure that they can eat for more than half a year... in the interval, he also checks how much sun Qing has learned about the golden needle acupuncture. My little sister is hardworking, but her talent is really average. She can only make up for herself with diligence, but she has been with Mr. Sun since she was young. Although Xiangyi is not as easy to teach as Xiangyi, she has learned quite well. Siyu is an acute person. He has never been very patient. Xiangyi is the most intelligent person he has taught in his life. In the eyes of ordinary people, being satisfied by Mo Siyu is already a talent. Therefore, sun is always surprised to see that her granddaughter not only understands the structure of the human body, but also masters all the acupoints and recites the functions of all the acupoints. Unexpectedly, the granddaughter learned so fast, much faster than he thought. I don't know if it's Yumo who teaches well, or if her granddaughter is enlightened in this respect. I heard that my granddaughter was going to practice needling in person today. Early in the morning, Mr. Sun began to pay attention to his granddaughter's movements. Seeing that his granddaughter was still reciting the functions and functions of those acupoints, he couldn't help but ask, "didn't he say that acupuncture should be done? No more www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
