The True Nature of the Ghost Doctor: The Ugly Girl Will Go Against the Sky

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The Brahma Sutra was stunned. He could swallow an egg in his mouth at any time. It took a moment to find his own voice, "Lord, master, you want to be with her in this room... and sleep with her?"

The master always loves cleanliness, and his love for cleanliness is a bit too much.

He doesn't like the unfamiliar breath, never allow others to approach within three feet, let alone use things that people have used before, he has long expected that he would not like the wing of the Zhongyong Palace to entertain the distinguished guests.

No, it should be said that as long as it is something humans have touched, he doesn't like it.

Therefore, when his Heart Voice Transmission was about to stay here, he almost doubted whether he was his own master.

Originally thought that his decision today was shocking enough, if in the future, if there is a chance to meet his former partners, they will still be surprised if they can tell them three days and three nights as an extraordinary experience.

However, when he compared his decision with this decision, he realized how trivial it was.

Gong Yulan didn't answer. The words of the Sanskrit Sutra made him frown. He seemed to be thinking about major issues. After a while, he reluctantly said: "My greatest tolerance is not sleeping in the same bed. "

"A ghost needs your tolerance!" Duanmu Ya looked at it, and threw away all the books in his hand unbearably, and pointed to the door: "Get out!"

Damn, I have lived for two lifetimes, and I have never seen anyone think so strangely.

He thought he was the emperor, he said that when he lived in the Zhongyong Palace, he lived in the Zhongyong Palace. The best wing of the Zhongyong Palace was not good for him. Then he ran to her room and asked to add a pillow to her bed. !

That's all, he actually looks reluctant!

Was she begging him to come and sleep with her?

Did she promise to sleep in a bed with him?

Does he understand the difference between men and women?

The two of them slept in the same bed, and her reputation is no longer needed. How do others treat her grandfather?

Gong Yulan just seemed to have not heard her, he slightly turned sideways and wanted to sit down beside the bed. He didn't know what he thought of, so that he could see the extreme eyebrows curled up again, and turned to look at Duanmu Yawang: "You haven't slept in this bed. ?"

Duanmuya looked so angry that her chest was up and down, "No!"

"The breath is too mixed, you first come over and roll around on the bed, I can only tolerate the breath of one person at most."

"...!" Duanmu Yawang was so angry that he couldn't say it. He really regarded her as a vacuum cleaner, and could he **** up the dirt after a single roll?

Gong Yulan only noticed that she hadn't moved, and his pretty thin lips were pursed. He was obviously unhappy.

Duanmu Yawang felt that she could not communicate with him at all. If she continued to communicate, she was afraid she would die of anger, so she didn't tidy up her books, and stared at him coldly: "Since you like this room, you just stay. Bar!"

After that, I went to the housekeeper angrily and arranged another room.

The Brahma Sutra looked at her back, and looked at Gong Yulan with a cane and whispered in a low voice: "It is enough to sprinkle a layer of fairy dew to decontaminate. Why do you want a little girl to roll around on the bed?" Besides, much Touching that bed alone, that bed will have the breath of one more person!

Gong Yulan Zhibing squinted towards him.

The Brahma Sutra immediately softened his legs.

"Saxianlu decontaminates."

"Yes..." The Brahma Sutra hurriedly got up and did it diligently. As long as there was a room that the master could bear to live in, his hanging heart would drop.

Duanmu Yawang just took a lot of effort to clean up the room, but after half an hour, he had to change the room again, which surprised the housekeeper Liu.

Duanmuya looked at her painful temple and explained: "My room is occupied." Damn, it was the first time that she was so popular, she was about to suspect that Gong Yulan was only sent by God to oppose her. NS!

"Occupied by someone?" Steward Liu's face sank, "Who is so bold, dare to occupy your room, Miss, are those villains who still don't listen to discipline, and..."

"It's not them." Duanmu Yawang gritted her teeth: "It's the distinguished guest that Grandpa wants to stay." She didn't even want to mention the name of that strange-thinking man!

But Steward Liu couldn't react for a while, and then he guessed: "...Master Gongyu?" The only guests in the mansion were their masters and servants, but they were all men, so why would you think of running to Miss Zhan? s room?

"Yes, it's him."

Butler Liu was stunned. Gong Yulan looked so noble and indifferent, how could he go to grab a room with Missy somehow?

Duanmu Yawang said helplessly: "I've seen all the things in the reserve pavilion. I took the room that I liked the most. It doesn't matter whether I like the rest or not. Just give me the style of decorating the room. It’s enough to arrange it once, and it doesn’t have to be too much trouble."

"That's not good!" Steward Liu said: "Miss, you rarely have something you like, so naturally you want to use the one that suits you best. Although the reserve pavilion is gone, the old slave can send someone to the workshop to buy it back..."

"Don't have to be so troublesome." Duan Muya said: "The sky is almost dark, it's too late, as long as it is not the original dark room, I can accept it, and I don't have to re-arrange it."

After that, without waiting for Steward Liu to speak, he thought of something, and said, "By the way, there are still some of my books and a few bookshelves in that room. After the room is set up, someone will help me move to that room."

Although she even wanted to let people move by herself, she didn't want to go to that room to see Gong Yulanzhi!

Otherwise, he will be angry every minute!

Steward Liu looked at her gritted teeth, and then thought of Gong Yulan's cold and aloof look, somehow he laughed.

Duanmu Yawang was inexplicable: "Butler, what are you laughing at?"

"No." Steward Liu shook his head and said: "Miss, what you ordered, the old slave will do it for you as soon as possible."

"Trouble." Duanmu Yawang nodded, and said: "I'll go see Grandpa, talk to him, and let people tell me if it's done."

"Okay." When Mr. Liu heard that the smile on his face was even better, the eldest lady is so filial, the prince has given black hair too many times in his life, and he is a feat, but he is lonely all his life. Now he is finally blessed.

Duanmu Yawang went to find Duanmu Liguang, Duanmu Liguang was really happy, and his face was full of red light. From his own situation to the important affairs of the country, the two grandparents were boring and talked freely, and the more they talked, the happier.

Duanmu Yawang watched Duanmu Liguang smile, but there was only vibration above his chest. His eyes flashed, and **** were put on Duanmu Liguang's wrist.

"Yah, what are you doing?"

Duanmuya looked at her eyelashes trembling, did not answer, and withdrew her hand, "Grandpa, you have been in this condition for almost a year, so no one can heal it?"