exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

Then he said to Tang Lei politely: "Master, do you have any objection? We don't want to run away?"

If he had any opinions, he didn't want to listen. He rewarded the waiter with two cents and asked him to lead the way.

The waiter flew up as fast as he could.

Tang Lei: "Why do you..."

His Erkan hand was still awkwardly in the air, and the Nan family's Dafang followed him with his things in a confident manner.

"Ah, ah, ah -" Shen Cuihua was left alone to lead the donkey.

The prisoner was surprised. How long have you been in exile and you still have money to stay in a hotel?

It is said that there are three miracles in their team - Nan Zhihe's money will never run out, Wei Chuyu's face will never turn dark, and Shen Cuihua will never lose weight.

These are three things that seriously affect their doubts about life!

There is also a prisoner who is a bit arrogant: "Master, I live in a single room too!"

"roll!"

Haven't you seen people kill first and then show off? !

The other Nan family members are short of money. One family is sick and the other is well fed. If they don’t have enough money to give birth to children, they should accept their fate by sleeping in a big shop!

The wounds in the third room hurt so much, and the jealousy that was so intense that I could only see them through!

In one of the two rooms next to each other, the cooking guy was taken out, and the family started making wolf soup.

Wolf meat is cooked meat, so it doesn’t take that much time to cook it.

Wei Chuyu made some water for dipping, just like eating mutton slices, and everyone gathered around to eat the wolf meat pot. Through the flower window, the pleasant autumn scenery outside was revealed. If it were not for exile, this place would be considered a good place at this time of year.

The family can talk freely, without worrying about speaking or the coveting eyes of others. Even Shen Cuihua, who has been fucking hard, can add a few words.

However, Wei Chuyu was quieter.

"Chu Yu, I'll trouble you later and help me take a look at the injury."

The meat on Wei Chuyu's chopsticks shook off.

Nan Zhihe smiled, picked up his chopsticks, and put the piece of meat that had fallen back into the pot into her bowl.

"Didn't you say that last time?"

Wei Chuyu was stunned, how could he catch up at this time?

"Check the injury, sister-in-law?"

"Yes, your sister-in-law learned some Qihuang techniques in the temple."

"That's a good relationship. Sister-in-law, please help my brother take a look."

"Is there such a thing? Our Chu Yu is really good at everything, so thank you from my mother's side."

Wei Chuyu, who was being carried away, saw the excitement and anticipation on several people's faces and didn't know what to answer.

She said nonchalantly: "I'll just take a look."

Just take a look, maybe Nan Zhihe will be better soon, and she won't have any burden when she leaves in the future.

Half an hour later, Wei Chuyu entered the house carrying a baggage and hot water.

"Come in." Nan Zhihe said in the room.

She put the things on the square table, and Nan Zhihe also closed the door.

"where are they?"

"I'm afraid they'll disturb you."

Wei Chuyu had a vague premonition, but it was right to think that the others were not here. Maybe she would use the things in the space later.

"You, go to bed and take off your clothes, so that I can take a closer look." Wei Chuyu said with her little face turned to the side.

Seeing her stuttering, Nan Zhihe wanted to laugh. He clenched his fist and said, "Okay."

Wei Chuyu, why are you so timid? Isn’t it just to see a doctor? He didn't think anything of it as an ancient person. How dare you, a modern person!

Wei Chuyu shouted to herself secretly.

Nan Zhihe took off his coat, leaving a layer of white underwear. He was half sitting and half lying on the bed. He said to Wei Chuyu who was walking towards the bed, "I'm afraid you are not used to it."

It's like wearing a layer of pajamas, thinly carving out the man's strong chest.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and looming abdominal muscles, it must be said that Nam Ji Hyuk does have a body that makes people whistle.

But it's really not that embarrassing.

Wei Chuyu nodded primly, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked him to stretch out an arm to take a pulse.

The ancient medical skill of feeling the pulse originally had certain limitations in the modern world, but it has become popular since the end of the world, so she can do it.

The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Why is his pulse a little weird? Wei Chuyu thinks he pressed correctly, right?

Seeing the woman frowning slightly, Nan Zhihe asked her, "Is there something wrong?"

While Wei Chuyu was thinking, he pulled away his hand and gently grabbed the woman's slim waist.

"Chu Yu." He said hoarsely.

Wei Chuyu looked at the big hand on his waist with a surprised look on his face.

"Can't you?" The man looked at her seriously.

Wei Chuyu felt an electric numbness because the big hand was gently stroking her.

Oh my God, this man.

She felt anxious and a little strangely afraid.

Before Wei Chuyu could react, another hand came over and gently brought her to the couch.

Is there such a disparity in the strength of martial arts practitioners?

Wei Chuyu watched everything that happened in shock, and she couldn't turn her head around.

There was a hint of seriousness in Nan Zhihe's invisible eyes, which also seemed to be strangely bewitching: "I told you, I'm not as good as you think."

"Chu Yu, are you ready?"

"Nan Jihyuk!"

Wei Chuyu pushed him away, but he held her waist, and the man's thin lips pressed against hers.

All words were drowned in the kiss, and the man seemed to be grabbing her breath affectionately and greedily.

She teased him even more than she used to tease him.