Chapter 839: Addicted sister jealous (7)
Chapter 839 Pet sister is addicted to jealousy (7)
The old **** has been with Sikong Shuo for many years, and he is very familiar with Sikong Shuo's habits. The person who can be praised by him is probably someone who is stronger and smarter than him. The old **** can't help feeling worried: "He doesn't seem to remember the past What happened, I went to Nanjiang by mistake. This time I helped Nanjiang attack us, probably because I don’t know my own life experience. But right now, he has come back to treat Ma Ningyue, so he must understand everything. My lord, This is a great opportunity to bring down the Xuan family and the Ma family!"
Ma Yuan's son is a military adviser in southern Xinjiang. This crime is enough to implicate the nine clans.
Sikong Shuo raised his hand: "No, I have other plans."
The old **** thought for a while: "Do you want him to treat your illness? The servant heard that most people must meet three conditions to seek him for treatment. It's the second item that you don't meet, I'm afraid...it's hard to move him."
"Ah... By the way, Xuanyin owes you a favor. You asked him to persuade Rong Qing to treat your illness. I believe it is not a big problem."
Sikong Shuo curled up the corners of his lips coldly: "I have been poisoned in the womb of my mother, and it has been thirty-one years since I was beaten. It will be nothing if I suffer for a few more years."
"Even if it's not for detoxification, but your body...without the Sky Thunder Stone, your recovery may be slow."
"Slow down, slow down, what I need most is patience."
The old **** is not good enough to continue asking.
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Ning Yue slept for three full days, and finally woke up completely on the night of the fourth day.
Ever since she missed two chances to talk to Ning Yue, Xuan Yin has become a thief, and she keeps guarding in front of the bed, even if she can't drive the big (asshole) brother (egg) away, at least she must let Yueyue open her eyes. Eye, the first person to see is him!
Ning Yue slowly opened her eyes, saw Xuan Yin's familiar handsome face, and smiled slightly.
Xuanyin's heart moved, and he kissed her little hand: "Finally woke up, how do you feel? Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
Ning Yue didn't answer his words, but looked around for a while.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Ning Yue said: "Where's my elder brother?"
Xuanyin's face turned black!
…
In the evening, Dongmei and Dongba cooked a table of good dishes to celebrate Ning Yue's victory over the illness.
Ning Yue couldn't sit for too long, so Xuan Yin moved her a chair so that she could lean on the back of the chair. She was wearing a pink tunic skirt with a pink bow tied around her waist, and a plain white rabbit down jacket, with several dazzling pink crystals adorning the neckline. The black hair was like forging, black and smooth draped over his shoulders, making his fair complexion even more fair and transparent.
Rong Qing pinched his younger sister's face, she was so cute, he couldn't put it down, he wanted to turn her into a little ball and put it in his pocket.
Xuanyin looked at the brother and sister who were so intimate, all the jealousy in his heart was overturned, is that his woman, okay? How can you be pinched by other men casually?
"Yueyue." He took away Rong Qing's hand and snatched Ning Yue over, "Don't pinch him!"
Ning Yue said: "Didn't you also pinch Xiangli? You slept with Xiangli."
Xuanyin choked: "Xiangli is still young..."
Ning Yue said solemnly: "So what if you are young? There is no blood relationship. You can treat others like your own sister, so I can't get close to my biological elder brother?"
Xuanyin's mouth twitched, and he stopped talking.
The dinner was very sumptuous, and because Ning Yue's taste was taken care of, they were all made very light.
Ning Yue likes to eat seafood. She glanced at the shrimp on the plate, and immediately two hands reached into the plate from different directions, each took a big fat shrimp, and began to peel the shrimp shell seriously. It's just a pity that Xuanyin's hands are a pair of hands that wield knives and guns, how can they compare with hands that often hold scalpels? Rong Qing stripped quickly, cleanly and beautifully.
(end of this chapter)