Sweet crazy!The abstinent tycoon spoils the queen as a delicate cub

Qiu Yuzhi, who was always detached and refined when asked this question, was stunned for a moment, but after all, it was Qiu Guzhu who saw through the world. In an instant, his expression returned to normal, and he smiled calmly, "Miss Bian didn't see it, it doesn't mean I didn't go. "

"This is not in Xiuxian novels, there is no mention of Bigu."

Hearing this, Bian Qiudie said "Oh", "Okay, I'm just curious, there's no other meaning, you continue to eat."

Qiu Yuzhi nodded, picked up the chopsticks and put them down again, repeated twice, and finally did not move the chopsticks again.

"This girl is interesting." Er Goudan said cheerfully, "I wanted to tell the little princess when I saw her last time, let this girl learn art with me, but she left in a hurry and forgot. This time I told her in advance You said, let her come with me this time, and come back after she has learned almost all my skills, is that okay?"

Liang Xi raised her eyebrows, and asked Bian Qiudie directly, "Little butterfly, do you want to go?"

"I don't want to." Bian Qiudie said without thinking, "I want to see the baby born with my own eyes."

Er Goudan, "You care more about you than my uncle, so wait until the baby is born, and then you will come with me! I am already old, so I can wait another two years, as long as I can pass on my mantle That's it."

"Let's talk about it then." It was obvious that Little Butterfly was not very willing to go.

Er Goudan sighed, and was not in a hurry to persuade her for a while.

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Let's talk about the purple family.

Chu Qingyi became fully awake much sooner than Zi Jia expected, in less than three days, except that her muscles were atrophied and her legs were weak and unable to walk, everything else was no different from ordinary people.

Zijia has been giving her acupuncture and moxibustion treatment all these years in order to avoid severe muscle atrophy and panic. Therefore, Chu Qingyi's condition is only mild now. Under normal circumstances, most people only need two or three treatments at the fastest. Months of rehabilitation training can return to normal, but Chu Qingyi is not an ordinary person, and Zi Jia dare not say for sure when she will recover.

After Chu Qingyi woke up, Zi Qing sat in a wheelchair and guarded her every step of the way.

The two were in trouble together, shared the same bed for many years, and now they can still see each other while alive, Ziqing really has a lot to say to Chu Qingyi.

"Qingyi, this is the last bowl of medicine for today, you'll get better soon after you drink it." She was always angry, but she only wanted to take care of others.

Chu Qingyi leaned on the head of the bed, half-closed her almond eyes, with a complicated expression, "Okay, take care of yourself first and then take care of me, Jing Zhen, bring his medicine."

"Yes." Jing Zhen went to the door and brought in the Chinese medicine that was about to cool down.

Ziqing suffocated the bitter and hard-to-swallow medicine without changing his face, and then continued to feed her, "Qingyi, are you thinking about Yangyang and Ahan? Let me tell you about them?"

"What did you say?"

"Do you want to tell me how you brought Yangyang here by force? Or how did Ahan find this place?" Chu Qingyi rolled her eyes, "I'm in a coma, but after you woke up for two months After that, I became conscious and could hear you."

"You've been nagging me all day long, and my ears are almost callused. Let me tell you, just because you tied Yangyang here, if I can move, don't look at you are dying now, then I will too. Gotta punch you."

"Who does that girl Yangyang look like? She's not like me! You don't know my daughter! You don't know me? Tie her up! It's because you came up with such a bad idea. It's okay to tie her up Now, you don't want to make up for your mistakes quickly, and you make mistakes again and again, indirectly harming Yang Yang's sweetheart, and it's a good thing that she's fine, otherwise we'll never see Yang Yang again in this life."

"And A-Han, my son is simply a copy of you! Why don't you use your brain like a real father! You stood by my bed for two hours without saying a word, why can't you ask A-Han first?"

Hearing this humbly, Ziqing felt a little wronged, the head of the Zi clan, who was over ten thousand people, pursed his mouth, and murmured in a low voice, "Qingyi, it's not that I don't want to talk to Ahan, I'm afraid that the more Ahan speaks, the more wrong he will be. Afraid that Ah Han will ignore me."

"I really... really... want to give you a punch in the head!" Chu Qingyi looked at him hopelessly, "You are always the only one who respects me, what I say is the imperial decree Jin, why did you lose the chain at a critical moment! The atmosphere at that time was so good, you can say whatever you want, Ahan can't ignore you!"

If his arms were strong, Chu Qingyi would just want to beat his chest and stamp his feet right now, "Ziqing, have you been sleeping for more than 20 years, and your mind is stupid!"

Seeing his wife's angry look, Zi Qing pursed his lower lip slightly, lowered his head, with a pitiful expression that dared not speak, "Maybe it's a little..."

Chu Qingyi, "?"