Chapter 1095 Become a Buddha with one thought (52)
"Otherwise, what is she doing in such flamboyant clothes every day?"
Several second-rate men giggled, almost drooling.
"However, I have to say that the little boy is very lucky to get such a superb product. Look at those **** and ass, it must be very exciting on the bed..."
"Shhh - stop talking, he's here."
Someone lowered his voice to remind.
I saw the man in light blue plain clothes, carrying a medicine basket, appearing on the small road at the entrance of the village.
White hands are holding the belt of the pannier, and the hair full of black hair is tied together with a ribbon.
He is slender and beautiful, his brows and eyes are becoming calmer and indifferent, with an extremely cold and alienated feeling.
The sun is very strong, but the breath on his body is cold and cold.
Sweating slightly on his forehead, he walked slowly like this, with herbs picked from the mountain in his back basket.
He narrowed his eyes and didn't look at them at all.
Several second-rate disciples glanced at each other and laughed, as if they had something on their minds.
Watching the indifferent man walking along the path, one of them whistled, gasping.
"Doctor, I'm not feeling well, can you help me take a look?"
The man in light blue plain clothes stopped for a moment, raised his eyes, and the phoenix eyes were empty and deep.
The person who whistled gave a chuckle, stood up, and pushed his hips in his sight.
As if deliberately showing off his male **** officer, he said deliberately:
"I'm a little uncomfortable here, I wonder if this doctor who has rejuvenated his hands can help treat it?"
"Hey! You can't say that." The person next to him immediately helped, "How can I ask a doctor for help with this kind of problem?"
"This kind of problem should be seen by the beautiful woman in the doctor's house."
He showed an excited and wretched expression.
"It is said that doctors and doctors are benevolent, and the beauties who want to come to the doctor's house are also like this."
"Why don't we let her show us Er Gouzi to see where the problem is..."
Like a few dogs that are thinking about heat all the time.
The man carrying the medicine basket had a calm expression.
Grasping the hand on the pannier, slowly put it down.
Looking at them indifferently, her phoenix eyes were extremely dark.
I don’t know what I’m thinking.
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The westernmost small yard.
The charming girl who just woke up in the morning is wearing thin pajamas and doing her makeup in front of the bronze mirror.
The person in the bronze mirror has a delicate and beautiful face, as moist as a flower.
Snow-skinned red lips, watery eyes flowing.
Combed his hair, touched his cheek again.
Pulled up her hair into a gentle and delicate bun.
Hearing familiar footsteps from the yard outside, she put down the comb, leaned over and opened the window beside her.
The sunlight outside the window poured into the house, and the ground was covered with golden yellow.
Putting on the skirt quickly, she had just tied the belt when someone outside walked in.
The footsteps were extremely soft.
When the man hugged her from behind, she immediately stood up straight.
Obediently said: "I got up, I got up quickly, and I didn't stay in bed."
She is not guilty.
The man in the elegant blue clothes closed his eyes, looked at her snow-white neck and collarbone, and did not speak.
Warm long fingers help her continue to tie the belt in such a leisurely manner, the movements are skillful, and I don't know how many times I have done it.
The person being held blinked, his mind was sharp.
(end of this chapter)