MTL - After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around (I Turned Over A New Leaf After Marrying A Sickly Lord)-Chapter 148 we can round the house

   Chapter 148 We can consummate the house

   Zhou Qing looked at the mess in the house, his eyes darkened, "You just played against him, can you tell who his teacher is?"

  There are many gangs in the rivers and lakes, Leng Moyan takes over the Hongmen, but kung fu is not Hongmen's move.

   has been unable to find any news about Leng Moyan, so the only way to find out is from the Kung Fu gang.

  Azhong tried his best to put away his anger and began to recall his tricks.

   In fact, there are no right tricks. Obviously, Leng Moyan tried most of them, and did not use the killer.

   He said: "I can't think of it for the time being, but my subordinates have written down his moves, and I will wait for my subordinates to go back and check to see if there are any clues."

  Zhou Qing hummed, not in a hurry, and let Ah Zhong go down.

   A servant and a maid came to clean up the study. Zhou Qing stood in front of the broken window. Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

   His eyes were gloomy, and even his smile was cold.

   After Shen Juncheng went back, he didn't disturb anyone. When he landed in Fengting and Waterside, he first went to the side room to change his clothes.

When    was changing clothes, there was a sudden change in his chest, and the color of his eyes, which had been suppressed by taking the medicine, slowly returned to its original light color.

   He hurriedly gave himself a pulse, and Gu Po was a little restless.

   Is it because of the right move with Ah Zhong?

   Ah Zhong's strength should not be underestimated. When he escaped with the last move, he used 80% of his strength. Few people can make him take a move with such force.

   That Zhou Qing, it seems necessary to check it out.

  He calmly gathered his qi, suppressed the restlessness of Gu worm, and then heaved a sigh of relief, put on white pajamas, and pushed open the door.

   Chaosheng kept his hand outside the door and asked with concern, "Master, are you alright?"

  Shen Juncheng shook his head, "Instruct Boyan to focus on Zhou Qing, and also the A Zhong beside him."

   That Ah Zhong's kung fu is very barbaric. So far, he has never encountered such a style of play of Ah Zhong.

   The tide took the lead.

   Shen Juncheng pushed the door and entered.

   The sleeping holes of the two doormaids were undone by the sound of the tide, and they still slept soundly by the door.

  The room was quiet, the curtains fell.

   opened the tent, and suddenly a faint warm fragrance hit, inexplicably, Shen Juncheng had a trace of peace of mind.

   Finally, when I came back late at night, there was someone by my side.

   When he lay down, he untied her sleeping hole, Su Anan just turned over, and a thin arm was placed around his waist.

   Shen Juncheng didn't move, she slept dishonestly and was greedy for cold.

   Maybe it has something to do with the poison in his body. His body temperature is always low. Therefore, he is unconsciously attracted to her. Every time she is next to him, she does not move around.

   has slept together for several days, Shen Juncheng has long been used to it, let her come over, and finally arched in his arms, pillowed on his arms, and fell asleep.

   His pajamas were too big, and her neckline was rolled loose by her, revealing rounded shoulders.

   He lowered his eyes and chose to reach out to help her cover it.

After   , he noticed the pendant on her neck again.

   On the wedding night, the butterfly jade pendant she picked up nervously, and then saw her hanging around her neck, probably because she was afraid of losing it.

  Who gave it, she is so precious?

   That Liu Yiran? Or her relatives?

   Thinking of Liu Yiran, he frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, picked up the jade pendant and looked at it.

  The jade is white and transparent, the butterfly carving is lifelike, and the tentacles are warm, dyeing her body temperature.

   This kind of jade is something that poor boy Liu Yiran will not have. It should be given by relatives, right?

   The eyebrows gradually stretched out again, he put the jade pendant back and embraced her to sleep.

   The silent needle drop of the night can be heard.

   The clear and shallow breath fell on his ears, and the fragrance in the account was like poisoned smoke, which penetrated into his breath in every way.

   The suppressed Gu worms under the bloodline seemed to be restless again.

   In an instant, a lot of messy images flashed in my mind, including the image of him killing people, the image of practicing martial arts, and the image of the **** palace that I had inadvertently seen before.

   One after another, I hurriedly skipped it, and finally it was fixed on that night in Shenzhuang...

   That night, she was infected with cold poison, that night, she thought she was her relative, and tried to drill into his arms.

   slender arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

   Tightly, you can feel her softness and curves, and the delicate touch of the creamy skin passing from the palm of your hand.

  Shen Juncheng opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes turning red.

   He knew that Gu Po was restless again.

  I'm doomed to not be able to sleep tonight.

   Just wanted to get up and go to the side room, but was caught off guard by her vague babble, "Awang, don't go..."

   Her arms around his waist tightened, as if trying to hold on to something, "Don't go..."

  Although she was asleep, he was keenly aware that there was a trace of sadness and nostalgia in her babbling.

  Who is Awang?

  Why don't you let him go?

Is    the one who gave her the jade pendant?

   She shouted so intimately, who is it, who is it?

   For a while, Shen Juncheng only felt his blood surging and his mind was confused.

  Su Anan was dreaming that silly Ngawang ran back to wag her tail and beg for meat. The next second, she felt a heavy weight on her body, and then a questioning voice came to her ears.

"Who is he?"

   The wrist was aching slightly, and she opened her eyes at once, subconsciously trying to break free.

   But it was useless, her wrist was firmly grasped and she couldn't move.

   "Who is Awang?"

   He asked again, the tone was very low, and the low tone made Su Anan shudder subconsciously, and there was no sleepiness at all.

   Then I noticed what was going on now.

  Shen Juncheng actually pressed her under his body, with a thin anger in his light-colored eyes, he grabbed her arm and asked, who is Ngawang?

   For a while, she didn't know whether to answer the question first or let Shen Jun accept it first.

  's face instantly turned red, she was only stunned for a moment, and he asked again: "Who is it?"

   "You just called him in your dream."

  Su Anan swallowed her saliva, inexplicably a little timid, and whispered: "Yes, a dog that my concubine raised as a child..."

   "My concubine just had a dream that Nga Wang ran away with someone else, maybe, maybe she called out its name unconsciously."

  Su Anan had a dog when he was a child. The dog he liked very much died. For some reason, he had a dream tonight.

   Hearing that it was a dog, Shen Juncheng was obviously stunned.

   Then he slowly released her wrist, tried her best to suppress her restless emotions, and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

   He thought Awang was a man.

   Su Anan immediately rubbed his wrists and shook his head, thinking, did he think he was calling other men in his dreams?

  Yes…are you jealous?

  I don't know his inner thoughts. Su Anan thinks it may be a matter of face. After all, who can bear his wife calling someone else's name in her dream.

   She glanced at him quietly, and then noticed... He was still pressing herself.

   wanted him to come down, she moved her legs to remind.

   For a moment, the two froze in place.

  Su Anan covered her wrist, and her whole body was stunned, her eyelashes blinked and blinked, like a dense brush, affecting people's hearts and enticing people to touch them.

   "Husband, husband, it's night, it's time to rest."

   Her voice was soft, shy and trembling.

  Shen Juncheng hummed, the tips of his ears were red and his eyes were red, but he didn't move.

  Suddenly, cool fingertips brushed across her face, causing Su Anan's back to go numb.

   (end of this chapter)