MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 689 Fatty does not flow outsider fields

He still can't forget how the third brother looked at him at that time, it was called cold and terrible!

When I remembered the situation when he and Long Xiaoze mentioned it, Long Xiaoze was still worried about it. He thought about it, and exhorted him: "Maybe it's a matter of doing more with less. Maybe you go talk to the third brother? "

Rakuten was angry and gave Long Xiaoze a look: "Do you think you are alone? Your third brother and Xiao Linger are tired of each other every day, will he not see her uniqueness?"

Long Xiaoze naturally understood this, but he couldn't figure it out.

Without waiting for him to ask again, Lotte Shen Sheng said, "Mrs.'s disease is not as simple as you think. It is correct that the wife's disease is not a disease. Without the medicine and stones, there is no cure, even if the true psychiatrist comes, In recent years, the exquisite blood has only maintained his wife's future life. If the wife really wants to wake up, it depends on her destiny. "

Rakuten's words are more important than avoiding them. Although they are not thorough and clear, they are probably about.

For other unknown things, Long Xiaoyu didn't move in advance. He was so bad that he didn't dare to reveal a word.

After hearing the words, it seemed that he had thought of the crime he had suffered in vain, and Long Xiaoze suddenly frowned, and gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you tell me these things early?"

Lotte rewarded him with white eyes: "What's the matter of telling you? Just talking to you can't think about it. It's just saying nothing. I'll just talk about a pathology now, can you understand?"

"Don't you say ..." Long Xiaoze hummed unconvinced: "Ye's brain is the best, if it's too much, it's going to be against the sky, what's your problem?"

Not too lazy to fight with him, Lotte took a sip of tea and reminded him: "There is one more thing I must remind you, for the matter of looking for Xiao Linger, you should not go to the boss ..."

"No, this doesn't look like you ..." The words reminded half of it, as if remembering something, Lotte suddenly realized, and made a case: "Say! Did you run into the wall of the boss and suffered a misfortune, Then I saw that nothing worked, and now I'm tempted to say? "

Not to mention, you are the truth.

Long Xiaoze sulked secretly in his heart, and quickly waved his hands and said, "How can that be? Other people don't understand me, can you still understand me? Master Long is the most moral person, how can he do that? Sending good brothers to shaved wickedness? Impossible, absolutely impossible! "

"You're right, you have a few pounds or two pieces of meat, I still don't know?" Lotte pointed at Long Xiaoze with trembling hands: "... I said, what's wrong with your white-eyed wolf just now? Suddenly being so attentive to me, you dare to die once, and now come to pull me to do the back pad, what do you say you feel good about? "

"You think too much, I really don't think that way." Long Xiaoze denied, and a pair of peach eyes seemed extremely sincere: "Really! You have to believe me."

"I hehe ..." Lotte sneered, not trusting his evil.

Some things, if Long Xiaoyu didn't make a decision in the early morning, it means that he didn't even think about making this decision in the past. If anyone else kicks in during this period, it will definitely be miserable.

And to say, in the way of this heartless little demon king, go to Long Xiaoyu to make cannon fodder, he has not experienced it before, now his heart has grown out of the wall.

Duty and peace, these are two indispensable survival methods around Long Xiaoyu, he has already been in full swing.

He has lived his life, but Long Xiaoze, who seems to be lively, is not too big, and from time to time, he has to run to take him into the pit!

The more he thought about it, the more irritated Rakuten's teeth became, and he snorted coldly, and really left his face.

Long Xiaoze yelled, "Hey, where are you going?"

"Going home for Chinese New Year!" Lotte didn't look back, like a dog chasing behind him, walking faster and faster.

Long Xiaoze waved his hand, his voice was unpleasant: "Then you go, don't blame the brother I did not remind you, maybe Li Xinyuan is waiting for you to go home for Chinese New Year in Zizhuyuan."

Suddenly, he seemed to be beaten with a bang, and Lotte immediately turned around and went to the Accord not far from the garden ...

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The next few days, the entire Yumiya fell into an unprecedented hectic atmosphere.

Under Mu Ziling's harmonious and smiling laughter, a group of standing woods, led by ghosts and ghosts, all turned into monkey spirits jumping up and down, hanging red and green inside and outside the solemn temple.

After hanging the last red lantern, Qing Ling stood high on the ladder and looked at the festive-red in front of her. She smiled contentedly: "Little spirit child, don't you say, you are busy preparing for it. It's full and comfortable, and I'm looking forward to the thought of having New Year's Eve dinner together tomorrow. "

Mu Ziling, who was buried in writing brushes, raised his head and smiled lightly: "This is beautiful to you?"

"Of course, can't it be beautiful to have a family with me?" Qing Ling said of course, as she came down the ladder, she complained and regretfully said: "... In a word, when you and your brother get married, you must It ’s more lively and festive than this? Brother is really abominable. I did n’t notify me of such a big marriage at that time, otherwise I would have known you already, and it would be a pity that I would not be able to attend your wedding. ”

Looking at Qing Ling's lost and regretful expression, Mu Ziling moved his lips silently, some crying and laughing, subconsciously wanted to say: Fortunately, you didn't go, or there was another joke.

Swallowing the words that almost blurted out, Mu Ziling learned Qing Ling's tone just now, and laughed and laughed and said, "If it's a pity, then you should quickly find someone to marry yourself. The big marriage of our little Qing Ling girl I'm sure it will be more festive and lively than this, so I look forward to it. "

Qing Ling's face was red, and she said strangely, "Ah, little spirit, what are you talking about? I don't want to marry someone."

Long Xiaoze came out of the temple, and just heard this, the others had not yet arrived, and the voice had already arrived: "I said little sister, you are the oldest, and you don't want to marry anymore, when will you wait?"

"What's your matter?" Qing Ling stared angrily.

"Look at what you said, how can it not be my business?" Long Xiaoze raised his chin and said ruthlessly, "You think about it, you can't marry, brother, I don't have to worry about you much."

Qing Ling was instantly ashamed and angry: "Who wants you to worry, you can't marry!"

"Of course I ca n’t marry, and I do n’t want to think about my grandfather Long. If you want to marry as shy as you are, wouldn't it be a big joke?" You need to hurry up, you will delay again, you will become an old girl. "

"Shut up for me!" Qing Ling raised her fist in anger.

Long Xiaoze was not threatened at all, but he was very interested. He smirked, "How about? Do you have someone you like, if not, there are many brothers and I know who you are, and who is your grandson, grandson and scholar. Yes, some. "

"You!" Qing Ling was so angry that she had to ask Mu Ziling for help: "Little Lingzi, you control him."

"I can't control it." Mu Ziling, who wasn't disappointed to see the fun, spread his hands, but glanced at them meaningfully: "But there is an old saying that fat and water don't flow outsiders' fields. If it were me, the good thing would be to hide it and hide it.

Having said this, no matter whether the two quarrelsome enemies are in harmony with each other, Mu Ziling looked at the brush writing he had practiced for a long time, and he opened his mouth disgustingly.

If she writes this kind of crooked and cracked jujube writing on the door, the door **** painting can be omitted, and it has the effect of exorcising evil spirits.

Mu Ziling was abandoning her own words in her heart, while holding the red paper of the Spring Festival couplet that she was fortunately not "polluted" by her. When the two of them did not turn their faces to each other, she didn't say hello, and immediately left without anyone.

Long Xiaoze and Qingling, standing in place, look at me, I look at you, they are dumbfounded.

Just now Mu Ziling is full of deep meaning, how can two people not understand?

"Ah ..." Long Xiaoze coughed, breaking the quiet air that should not be present: "Little sister, let me say it, you—"

Qing Ling glanced across and interrupted him: "Shut up! No one treats you dumb without talking."

"Hey ~~ I say you!" Long Xiaoze took a breath, and suddenly got angry: "Brother, I'm for your good, do you still appreciate it?"

"Who is rare to get your affection! Wang Sungui, the scholar Ye Lang, leave it to yourself. Aunt and grandma can't afford it."

"Also, just like your fierce sturdy appearance, if you don't have a great ability, you can't afford to marry ..."

"You have the ability to say it again!"

"What did you tell me ... if your explosive properties can be hidden, will the roof be lifted?"

"Long Xiaoze !!!"

...

The two men instantly started a buzzing buzzer.

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After giving a few credits to the two happy gods, Mu Ziling went to the dormitory holding the red paper of the Spring Festival couplet in a beautiful mood. When he couldn't find Long Xiaoyu, he detoured to the study again.

Mu Ziling knocked on the door, and no one responded. She looked in through the crack of the door—

The scenery inside is picturesque.

I saw Long Xiaoyu supporting her forehead with one hand, sitting lazily and elegantly at the desk, her eyes closed, her lips closed softly, and the corners of her lips seemed to have a slight touch Soft radians.

The bright light of the night pearl by the table struck his peaceful sleep, which made his whole exquisite and picturesque face more and more stunning, the skin was beautiful and radiant, and there were no flaws.

He was so quiet and dazzling, so beautiful that he couldn't ignore his eyes.

The study room was very quiet, and Mu Ziling was quietly outside the door. At this time, I could hear myself being struck by such a quiet and beautiful picture, and secretly swallowing the saliva.

She carefully opened the door and walked in lightly.

After Mu Ziling lowered her hand, she saw that there was no sign of Long Xiaoyu waking up. She went around behind him, took the cloak hanging from the back of the chair and put it on him.

As she retracted her hand and quit silently, her wrist tightened suddenly ...