Li Miao quietly sneaked back home and lay on the bed again. Even Zhang Min's acupuncture points were too lazy to untie. Anyway, it will be unlocked automatically when the time comes. Even Zhang Min's hand that turned over and rested on him was pushed away by him. This was the first time that Fu Xing's hand was removed from his body. It shows how bad his mood is!
Early the next morning, when the little widow woke up from her sleep, she first looked for something on the bed, then rummaged around, and then looked at the door and window. She didn't know what her mood was now. She quickly lay down, and she was fine. I still remember the dream last night clearly, thank God. She didn't turn over and forget about it like she usually did, but she didn't dare to turn over now. It was too real and dark. Although she couldn't see what the man looked like, the smell on him was too good. !
He could smell me. In fact, if he didn't touch me, I would make a sound, but I just kept holding it in and didn't make a sound. Because I like that person's touch so much, that person is very gentle, has always been gentle, and... also very gentle. It wasn't until I wanted to moan loudly that he roughly covered my mouth. But the smell on his hands is too good. Is he a spice maker? You see, Li Miao thought he was perfect, but the little widow almost guessed the truth. He was a spice grower.
And now Li Miao was lying on the bed, even more confused. When he quit the little widow, he found that more than half of the luck he had always valued most had been lost. I didn't hurt her, and I cured her. He also helped her partially cleanse her marrow and cut off her veins. Doesn't this make sense? It's not logical at all!
It turned out that the young widow's dead husband had been suffering from tuberculosis. After being married, he passed it on to her before his death. No wonder Li Miao felt that the little widow was very charming. It turned out that there was something wrong with her, a kind of morbid beauty. It is said that Xi Shi, one of the four beauties, had asthma. It seems that most people in the world have the same vision. Is it charming?
Li Miao was a science student in later generations, and Luo Ji felt even more uncomfortable when he couldn't figure it out. Nowadays, there is no need to count on the reputation of a scholar. It would be good if he didn't suffer bad luck. Why do you think it would weaken so much luck? Li Miao's eyes were lifeless now, and even Zhang Min, who was accustomed to cuddling in Li Miao's arms when she woke up in the morning, felt something was wrong. Normally, Li Miao would quickly hug her, caress her, and do morning exercises before the two of them would get up and wash together.
Li Miao didn't seem to have any reaction today, so after Zhang Min got up, she hid aside and cried quietly. Maybe it was because the master was a little harsher last night. She said something to the master, and the master was not happy, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" ...". She regrets now that her father's advice fell on deaf ears. It seems that her father was right. He ate more salt than I ate rice...
Now Li Miao was observing the situation at the little widow's house. Usually the little widow would get up on time to make breakfast, and then the family would finish breakfast. Old man Zheng just went out to sharpen his scissors and sharpen his kitchen knives. Today, after the mother-in-law made breakfast, she went to call the little widow's door. The little widow said softly: "Mother-in-law, I feel a little uncomfortable today. I want to sleep a little longer. I can wash clothes and cook after I get up." ". "Lie, it's all nonsense." Li Miao dared to swear.
Now the little widow is cured of tuberculosis. I have somewhat cleansed my marrow and my pulse, and my body is in better shape than ever. At this time, the little widow has recalled last night's dream many times, but she still wants to recall it a few more times. She is still afraid that she will forget it when she gets up. She wants to imprint last night's dream deeply in her mind. I will never forget it in my heart, even in my heart and bones! I lived by this dream for the rest of my life, so I didn't pay much attention to my physical condition.
How could Li Miao be afraid of tuberculosis bacteria? He had been living in a brothel for so many days, but he had never been afraid of any bacteria. Even if there were any, they would be treated as impurities and killed by his energy and excreted out of the body. At this time, Li Miao gradually began to understand the reason. Li Miao sat up and got out of bed, "Zhang Min, Zhang Min, come quickly and help me comb my hair." Zhang Min was hiding aside and secretly crying!
The young master ignored her early in the morning. She called him many times and ignored her. She even started to apologize several times. The young master just didn't look at her. Why did he suddenly ask me to comb my hair? Anyway, Zhang Min didn't think about it at this time. Hurry over and help the young master comb his hair. Don't make the young master angry again. It seems that I was too willful before. I am just a maid, and I still haven't put myself in the right position. You see, Zhang Min can criticize himself.
