Young Master Bo, your wife is going to heaven

No, no.

impossible.

She is a decent person, and her identity is a married woman, how could she like a bodyguard?

What's more, he already has a girlfriend, so what is he doing?
Little three?

That's the type of person she despises the most. You can't become someone you even look down on yourself, right?
Sheng Nuan returned home immediately, and she felt that it was very necessary to accept Zhang Ma's old-fashioned education when her mind was easily shaken.

She went back immediately.

As soon as I opened the door and went in, I saw Mama Zhang boiling dark Chinese medicine.

She turned away immediately.

But it was too late, Zhang Ma was just waiting for this opportunity: "Miss, where are you going?"

"..."

Could she say she was sleepwalking?
Zhang Ma hurriedly picked up the medicine bowl and sent it forward: "Come on, drink it while it's hot."

Looking at the dark liquid, Sheng Nuan's stomach vomited a little, and he even felt a little dizzy.

"No, I feel like I'm a little sick."

Zhang Ma's eyes lit up: "Really?" She stretched out her hand to feel her pulse, "Could it be?"

When I picked it up, I found nothing, and my expression was extremely disappointed and disgusted.

"It turned out not to be."

"..."

Sheng Nuan didn't know what to say, should she tell Mama Zhang that she has nothing to do with that Young Master Bo?
"never mind."

Sheng Nuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Mama Zhang's next words would be: "This time I will personally send you to Bo's house."

"???"

What do you mean?
Zhang Ma said with a stern face: "It's been so long and there is no news. Are you trying to piss me off? Do you know that the mother and daughter have been messing with the madam's inheritance all day long? If you don't work harder, miss, That is to hand over the madam's inheritance to others for nothing."

A typical emperor is not in a hurry and eunuchs are in a hurry.

Mama Zhang has decided that today she must let her eldest lady eat meat.

"go!"

A majestic and high-spirited look.

Sheng Nuan's heart hurts, but she feels that there is one more thing that can make her less comfortable: "Mother Zhang, you can't drive."

"It's okay, I will take Didi."

"..."

wipe.

Is this all done to achieve the goal?
Sheng Nuan wanted to die.

For 10 minutes, Zhang's mother kept pulling herself vigorously on the way, and forcibly popularized more than N knowledge about those things between husband and wife.

In the end, she stuffed something like a book into her pocket, and said: "It will be used when the time comes."

"..."

In this way, Sheng Nuan was packed and sent to Bo's house.

She twitched, and immediately wanted to throw the book away, but unexpectedly, a big Tibetan mastiff rushed out from the grass, and snatched her things away in one gulp.

"Hey, come back!"

Terrible.

I don't know what it is here. If someone sees it, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

Sheng Nuan was in a hurry, and chased after him in two or three steps.

boom.

Suddenly hit a wall of human flesh.

Her nose was almost crooked, and tears of pain fell down.

"Who?"

She looked up at the familiar figure, and was slightly taken aback, this is not...

"Why are you here?"

Why is that young master here?

Or is it in this dark place?
You can't come here in a wheelchair to enjoy the scenery, right?

The Tibetan Mastiff barked a few times, and smiled wryly——Daddy, I'm so good, I brought Mommy here.

Oh, and this.

He stuck out his tongue, clicked, and something fell.

This is what Mummy has been carefully protecting just now, there must be some shady little secret.

Sheng Nuan was in a hurry and reached out to take it.

Bao Siyan got it first, opened it, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Oh - so you are reading such a book?"

The tone was as ambiguous as it could be.

Sheng Nuan's face turned red all of a sudden: "What, what?"

"See for yourself."

Bao Siyan showed her the book, and after just one glance, she sprayed water.

wipe.

Mama Zhang, you cheated, you actually gave her a little porn book?

Or the super-restricted version?

"I..." Sheng Nuan tried to explain something, "I'm just... actually..."

She was about to cry.

Bao Siyan pushed the wheelchair over slowly, bent slightly, and whispered something in her ear: "Honey, you are trying to hint at me, what can I do to you?"

Sheng Nuan's face was burning red, and his toes curled up nervously.

"I don't have it!"

He said lightly: "Speaking of which, we have been married for a while. I really did not fulfill the responsibilities of a husband. I am in good health today. Why not choose today."

Sheng Nuan twitched furiously: "No..."

Before he finished speaking, something hit his back suddenly, and he fell down with a bang.

"Wang Wang-"

Daddy, everyone has been delivered to you, so please do your best.

The moment before Sheng Nuan fell into Bao Siyan's arms, she was scolding Gouzi.

The next moment, he fell firmly into his arms.

Standard flinging and hugging.

"So enthusiastic? It seems that today I will satisfy you no matter what." He hugged her and pushed the wheelchair back to the room.

Sheng Nuan: "!!!"

Amy Daddy.

"I think you misunderstood."

"Oh?"

She struggled to get down, trying to maintain an absolutely safe distance.

"Actually, this book is not mine. It is...it was given to me by Zhang Mama. Do you know Zhang Mama, she was my mother's servant before she died. She...ahem, anyway, she just misunderstood our relationship."

"Our relationship? Then what is our relationship?" Bao Siyan asked playfully.

Originally, he wanted to listen to Xiao Heng's suggestion to keep her cold for a while, but he didn't expect that the Tibetan mastiff brought the little girl into his arms as soon as he came back.

Which man can stand throwing himself into his arms like this?
It's better to tease her.

"I heard that you often kissed and touched me secretly when I was in a coma. Is that true?"

"!!!"

Hey.

Keep your mouth clean, what does it mean to kiss you secretly?
"I don't have it!"

She closed the book, and suddenly there was a smell in it, she frowned, and then her face changed the next moment.

I go.

This smell is damn familiar, isn't this the smell of that medicine?
At this time, Zhang Ma who was standing in front of Bo's house smiled slightly—Miss, have you escaped my Chinese medicine soup and won my improved high-end perfume-flavored Chinese medicine?