Quick Wear Ace System Childbirth Manual

Xinghua and Chunhua originally thought that they were all maids, and no one was nobler than the other except their masters.

Laurel, on the other hand, relied on her beauty and the favor of her master, and acted bossy and arrogant to them in the villa, as if she were really half a master.

Xinghua and Chunhua just endured it at first, not wanting to cause any more trouble. After all, they were just maids, and it was better to have less trouble than more.

But as time went on, Yuegui's arrogance not only did not subside, but became even more insolent.

Today, the eldest young master punished her to kneel for a day, but she still did not repent.

Xinghua spoke in a neither loud nor soft voice, saying only: "Sister Yuegui, from what you said, I can tell that you are not weak anymore. We will not support you anymore. Just go back to your room slowly by yourself."

Chunhua also nodded and went back to the small courtyard with Xinghua.

Yue Gui half-knelt on the floor tiles. She didn't shout or say soft words. Instead, she muttered, "It's better if you leave. This way I can use the spiritual spring water in the space."

The next second, there was a small cup in Yuegui's hand, and there was a faint green light.

After drinking a small cup of water, Yue Gui let out a long sigh and her complexion became much better. She looked around again and realized that drinking could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, so she wanted to enter the system space to soak in the spiritual spring.

As soon as Yue Gui's mind moved, she disappeared from the spot.

A gust of wind blew, and some residual snow fell on the rockery not far away.

Wang Zhilu curled the corners of his lips. He didn't expect that after not coming back for such a long time, there would be monsters in the villa.

However, think about it, their Butterfly Villa is located by the mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery, outstanding people and beautiful scenery, so it is not surprising that monsters appear.

anyway……

Ali arrived at Wang Zhixian's yard and just entered the house when Liuyun closed the door.

The window was not closed tightly, leaving a gap for ventilation.

Wang Zhixian was lying on the bed at this time, feeling inexplicably weak. He heard the noise, looked towards Ali, and moved back, "Come up."

Ali took off his coat and lay down on the bed. Wang Zhixian reached out and held him in his arms.

Ahri raised his hand to block the two of them, "Master, what do you mean?"

"Today the old lady came to ask me to take in the maidservant next to me."

"I heard it was laurel."

When Ahri said this, he did not show any unhappiness or sadness.

Wang Zhixian reached out his hand and lifted up Ali's chin, looking seriously into Ali's eyes, "Do you like that silly boy today?"

"No, he was my neighbor brother when I was a child."

Ahri's eyes were neither dodging nor evasive, but rather frank.

Wang Zhixian raised his hand and touched Ali's hair. His lips slowly fell on Ali's face. He whispered seductively, "Pleasure me."

Ali's body stiffened at first, then she reached out and slowly hugged Wang Zhixian.

The dim candlelight flickered twice, and ambiguous sounds slowly emerged from the other side of the bed.

The next day, Ali got up.

Wang Zhixian was lying on the bed and he didn't want to get up.

Xinghua and Chunhua went in and out with red faces. They saw bloodstains and some unspeakable traces on the eldest young master's bed.

The old lady also received the letter. She was very satisfied and said, "Give me some gifts."

Wang Zhilu sat on one side, holding a folding fan he had found from somewhere, with the four big characters "喜闻乐见" written on it.

The old lady looked towards Wang Zhilu, who had come to see her early in the morning, saying he was there to pay his respects.

"Your eldest brother has someone by his side, what about you?"

Wang Zhilu said: "I have countless female confidants in the martial arts world, so grandma, don't worry about me."

The old lady didn't want to find out more, as her children and grandchildren have their own blessings.

the other side.

Ali brought a bowl of medicine over, "Master, drink the medicine."

Wang Zhixian lay on the bed, turned his back, and said, "I don't want to drink."

Ali put the medicine aside, sat by the bed, and said in distress: "Next time the young master can't hold on and faints again, then I..."

"Shut up."

Wang Zhixian turned around, his face red with anger and shame.

Ahri smiled and hooked Wang Zhixian's little finger, "I was going to say that I am very happy."

"You are happy? I am like that, where does your happiness come from?"

Wang Zhixian half sat up, his face still red, but his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, as if he wanted Ali to tell him clearly, was she satisfied last night?

Ali picked up the medicine bowl, her face flushed, and looked directly at him, saying, "Master, drink the medicine."

Wang Zhixian rolled her throat twice. Her eyes could speak for herself. She liked it and was very satisfied with it, even if it was a little imperfect in the end.

Wang Zhixian took the medicine from Ali's hand and drank it in one gulp.

Ahri said softly, "Young Master is really amazing."

Wang Zhixian's ears turned red. He had never taken medicine so decisively before.

If it’s bitter, ask for candied fruit; if it’s hot, wait for it to cool down.

Sometimes he would get angry because he had to take medicine every day.

"Master, would you like some candied fruit?"

"Need not."

Wang Zhixian held Ali's hand and moved forward to kiss her. She didn't dare to take the initiative, so he just did it.

Ali was also willing to cooperate, and her hands were around Wang Zhixian's waist.

The kiss stopped when Wang Zhixian's breathing became heavier and his heartbeat became irregular.

Ali asked him to lie down and covered him with a blanket, saying, "Master, don't get too excited. I'll go call the doctor."

Wang Zhixian lay on the bed in a very depressed state. His illness was so serious that he almost had a seizure when he kissed someone.

He was still thankful that he didn't get sick last night, but when he thought about it again, he fainted in the end!

Wang Zhixian became more and more hopeless.

Before Ali asked anyone to call a doctor, he saw Wang Zhilu coming in from outside the yard with a gentlemanly man. Ali hurriedly stood at the door and waited.

Apricot blossoms and spring flowers go to prepare tea.

"Second Young Master, Mr. Xiao."

Mr. Xiao is a man in his thirties. He is a well-known miracle doctor in the world. He has been treating Wang Zhixian's illness over the years. He is also a close friend of Wang Zhilu.

Mr. Xiao glanced at Ali and said, "You came out in such a hurry, is the young master sick again?"

"The eldest master is indeed feeling a little unwell."

Ali led Mr. Xiao in.

Wang Zhilu also followed her in. He took a look at Ali and saw that she was still well-behaved, as if being adopted by the young master was not a big deal for her.

Wang Zhixian was lying on the bed. When he saw Mr. Xiao coming, he didn't get up.

Wang Zhilu walked over with a worried look on his face. He asked, "Brother, are you sick again?"

Wang Zhixian replied unhappily, “Almost.”

Ali brought a small round stool over to Mr. Xiao, "Mr. Xiao, please sit down."

Mr. Xiao sat down and took Wang Zhixian's pulse.

Mr. Xiao also asked: "What did the young master do before he fell ill today?"

Wang Zhixian's expression became worse and worse. "Don't ask."

Ali didn't dare to hide anything and told him everything without hiding anything.

Mr. Xiao took the medicine bowl, smelled it, and found that it was the same medicine he had prescribed before.

"Come with me."

Mr. Xiao stood up and asked Ali to follow him to the table. He also asked Ali to sit down so that he could feel Ali's pulse.

Wang Zhixian stopped lying down. He lifted the quilt and was about to get up. He asked worriedly, "Did my illness affect her?"