my lady

His eyes glowed with sly light, his nose was slightly sunken, his slightly wrinkled skin was slightly freckled, and his whole face was full of grooves. The point is, Uncle Shura is a man in his forties, so he is really not suitable for doing this kind of action. After Wei'an received it, he quickly waved his hand in front of his eyes, he was afraid that he would be blinded by Uncle Shura's winking eyes!

Wei An made a gesture of throwing up, and in the end he held Uncle Shura's hand as if begging for mercy, with a mournful face and a sad expression; "Uncle, please take pity on me, give it to me quickly, I can't live without it... Uncle, Give it to me..." After saying the last sentence, Wei An let go of his hands and pulled his collar, his expression was distorted, and there was a tendency to take it off for him to see if Uncle Shura didn't give him the medicine

Uncle Shura had to admire this man, did he have any face?completely gone, okay?Hurry up and stay away from Wei'an as if encountering a plague, take out the medicine from the medicine box with all kinds of herbs on the back, wrap it in oiled paper and throw it to Wei'an, the disgusted look seems to touch Wei'an more , he will die of leprosy!

Seeing the small packet of medicine, Wei An hurriedly dragged it into his hands like a baby, the doggy expression just now disappeared, replaced by a smirk and looked at Uncle Shura; "Uncle, thank you, I love you the most" said After finishing, he blew a kiss to Uncle Shura, Uncle Shura trembled, feeling goosebumps all over the floor

"Hurry up, go as far as you can, or I'm really afraid that I will use a unique trick and accidentally kill you." Uncle Shura pointed in the direction of the door helplessly, with a heartbroken look on his face. look like

Wei'an held the medicine Uncle Shura threw him in his palm, and smiled roguely; "The trick? Uncle, is it your way of winking? Let me tell you, don't say that your nephew despises you, just like you , It’s no wonder if you don’t scare Ruhua to death, Uncle, you’d better recognize the facts, now is an era of looking at faces, you, it’s already outdated.” After finishing speaking, Wei’an flicked his bangs very coolly, and picked Look at Uncle Shura.starry eyes twinkle

Uncle Xiu Luo clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth in a sentence; "Are you going? You shameless thing, it's fine if you look like a girl when you were young, but you're still so shameless when you grow up. Go away quickly, or I'm afraid I won't be able to control you." Hold yourself, strangle you, and let Big Brother Wei die."

Wei'an looked at Uncle Shura's suppressed face, trying not to let himself erupt, and was very unhappy; "Uncle, can you still talk properly? Do you want to play happily?"

Uncle Shura looked at Wei'an with a serious expression he had never had before; "Probably...it can't be..."

"..." My heart was filled with embarrassment, why did he treat him like this?He obviously loves him so much, admires him, respects him!Why did he want to obliterate his dignity!Although I have a thick skin, I still have a skin, but it's so thin that it's almost transparent!

Uncle Xiu Luo watched Wei'an's decadent figure slowly leaving the hospital, and suddenly felt a little guilty, was he too ruthless?

Uncle Shura's heart was very uneasy, especially when that person asked Yishi to send a bag of silver over shortly after he left, and even asked Yishi to bring two sentences: "Uncle, my money also loves men, and the second is ; Uncle, I still love you

Hearing the last sentence, Uncle Shura decisively wiped out his only guilt, dare to tease him?Okay, very good, if he can easily let him go in the future, he won't be the number one talker in the clinic!

No.20 Four Sections

On the day when Wei An went to the clinic to get medicine, Qinglian just woke up two days after recovering from a serious illness. Although her complexion had returned to rosy, her body was still a little weak. My husband and wife prepared tonics to nourish the body, so Wei'an went to the medical clinic to get the medicine. The conversation with Uncle Shura in the medical clinic did not affect Wei'an's spirit of respecting him and loving him. After he returned to Wei's home, Immediately asked Yishi to collect some money from the cashier and send it to Uncle Shura

Uncle Xiu Luo is a veteran of the Wei family. His wife died early, and there is an old mother in the family. Jin Yu also has two children to raise. The income of the family depends on their father and son. Wei An really regards Uncle Shu Luo as his family, so Taking special care of him, giving silver to the old man is my insignificant filial piety!

After Wei'an ordered Yishi, he went to the kitchen alone to make a fire and boil medicine. Although Wei'an is a playboy, he has a talent for medicine. It seems that he has known them for a long time. As long as they meet, they will There is an infinite tacit understanding!

Boiling medicine is no stranger to anyone, it can be said to be easy to grasp, free to move, not muddy, wash the pot and make a fire, and the speed is very fast

Originally, a young master didn’t need to do this kind of thing at all, but these medicines were boiled for Qinglian to drink, so Wei An took it seriously by herself. Qinglian has been awake for two days, and her body has lost weight rapidly due to overwork before she fell ill. , After being ill for a while, I also lost a lot of weight, and during this period of time, Wei'an's butt also healed, so I was able to run on the street!

The simmered medicine gradually emits a light fragrance, not like the aroma of herbs, but more like the fragrance of flowers!

This palm-sized pack of small medicine powder is enough for half a year's dose. There are very few people in the world who can own this thing, and Wei'an is one of them. It's just that he is too lazy to keep it, so he throws it to Uncle Shura !

There are a lot of servants walking around in the kitchen, but they all do their own thing in silence, only occasionally looking at Wei'an's pouting lips, taking a big breath to blow the fire or fanning the fire with a cattail fan, of course, they will Ignore that man's upturned old Gao's ass!Because if you look at this kind of thing too much, the eye of the needle will grow

Boiled many bowls of raw water into a bowl of medicine, and walked towards his yard before holding the bowl. The posture of walking with the bowl was trembling, for fear that he would accidentally spill the medicine. Seeing Wei'an's figure, the man turned sideways quickly and stood aside. The way this man dominates the corridor like a crab is really a headache.

It was September, and it was mid-autumn, but the green bamboos in the courtyard were still as green as ever, clustered in twos and threes, occupying a corner alone, the wind blowing into the courtyard was a little cool, and the osmanthus flowers in the courtyard were blown down, and the stone table was blown The waist-length hair of the person next to him fluttered in strands. There was a chaise lounge chair beside the stone table, and a young man was lying on the chair reading a book. On the stone table were several pots of pastries, a pot of tea, a cup of sandalwood!

The person on the recliner was reading so seriously that he didn't even know that Wei'an walked into the yard. Wei'an walked in with the soup that was shaking back and forth on the edge of the bowl but didn't flow out, and he saw the leisurely figure from afar, The sun shines on the moon-white figure, which makes it look elegant and lazy. Such a cold person is just right in the sun, in the lively and pleasant yard!

Maybe no matter how cool and cold people are, they can't help the scorching heat of the sun!

Two steps away from the stone table, Wei An walked over, but called the person's name: "Qinglian" with a very soft voice

The melodious voice was blown around the yard by the wind, and reached the ear of that person. Hearing the familiar voice, Qinglian raised her head, her slender fingers were still holding the book, but her eyes fell faintly on the white figure. , Seeing him holding the bowl in both hands, with a cautious expression, he was a little curious, what was in the bowl he was carrying?

Seeing him approaching her, Qinglian put down her book and sat up from the recliner: "What are you carrying?" Gradually approaching, a subtle fragrance penetrated into her nose

He stopped next to the reclining chair, looked at Qinglian with a puzzled look and smiled: "Medicine, your health is just right, I brought the medicine back from the pharmacy, and I will give you some supplements." He put the medicine in his hand to his lips , exhaling, Qinglian looked at his serious expression, although she was very happy, but it seemed that his injury was more serious than his

"You'd better drink it, you've been spanked to the point of blossoming, you're more suitable for replenishing your body than me." I don't know if it's dazzled, Qinglian always feels that Wei'an's expression changes for a moment, it seems, a little guilty and embarrassed, like this Doubt disappears when Wei An laughs like a dog

"You don't have to worry about it. My butt has recovered very well. I can run and jump. You can drink it while it's hot. It's too bitter when it's cold." Sending the cooled soup to Qinglian, Wei An His eyes shone with a strange light, shining brightly

Although Qinglian didn't understand why Wei'an had such shining eyes, she still took the bowl without any doubts, her clean eyes looked at the black soup, her brows were slightly frowned, and in the end she had the demeanor of a hero, She raised her head and drank a bowl of decoction. What first lingered in her mouth was not the bitter taste of the medicine, but the faint fragrance of the flowers. Qinglian put down the bowl, her eyes even more puzzled: "What kind of medicine is this?" How fragrant is it? fragrant?

Facing Shang Qinglian's suspicious gaze, Wei'an's expression was a little smug, and his tone was excited, like a child asking for credit: "The taste of this herb is too strong, so I added sweet-scented osmanthus for you to suppress the taste."

Qinglian understood, no wonder there is the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, put the bowl on the stone table, Qinglian picked up the book again, lay down on the chair again, read the book with eyes focused, Weian watched his series of movements, gaze Falling on his picturesque eyebrows and eyes, his expression is indifferent, but the quiet expression makes people unable to take their eyes off. Seeing his thick eyelashes flapping and closing, like a flying butterfly, rippling and rippling, and finally looking away The transfer landed on his finger holding the book. The joints are distinct, the five fingers are slender, and the nails are full. This person is so perfect that even his fingers are very competitive

However, no matter how perfect the person was, he took him home, so there was nothing to envy!Uncertainly showing a smile, his face is handsome and gentle

Wei'an was about to take the bowl and leave without a sound, but at this moment Qinglian said suddenly: "How is your investigation going?"

Wei'an's hand holding the bowl paused, and looked down at Qinglian blankly, seeing that his eyes were still on the book, not looking at himself: "What's the matter?"

Qinglian has a momentary