The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

After Tong Yu and Qi Yue left, the two of them went in.

Shen Lan was holding a small bottle in his hand.

Tongye's blue eyes trembled, and she said, "Thank you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lan stuffed the small bottle into his mouth.

"Drink it. It took a lot of effort to make this thing."

Shen Yi covered his waist and abdomen, looking very frail.

I have to say, they are all thousand-year-old foxes. Among them, if we talk about who has the highest level of Taoism, it must be Qi Yue, the ten-thousand-year-old fox!

It was his idea to use this torture method. Shen Ye would definitely order the laboratory to be opened in order to save them.

The medicinal liquid inside is extremely precious, and the Shen family has been researching it for hundreds of years.

Shen Lan took two bottles and gave them to Tong Ye to use to suppress the scars on her body and face.

It can also prevent Shen Ye from sending someone to assassinate Tong Yu again.

High!

Shen Yi had a little bit of admiration, just a little bit.

I feel like he needs to learn some of this old fox's tactics.

Here, Shen Lan stared at Tong's wound which had already healed and frowned.

"The wound heals so slowly?"

Normally it will be fine in one day.

But his current speed is also abnormal. It takes three days for such a serious injury to heal.

Tong also held the small bottle, pursed her lips and shook her head: "I don't know."

The old guys who developed Tongye's body back then have passed away long ago, so it's really difficult to deal with.

It seems that we have to hurry up and find the guy named Song.

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That night, when Qi Yue entered the room, he saw a scene that made him furious.

He felt cold all over and his eyes were slightly stunned.

His little pupil was sitting there drawing obediently, with someone else's arms tightly wrapped around his waist, his neck buried in his head, and even his pajamas were a little messy...

Qi Yue's eyes turned green.

Nian Mian buried his head in Tongyu's neck and sniffed it gently, then said softly, "Little fish, you smell so good."

Tong Yu's eyebrows curved, and the brush outlined the lines, "Cotton smells good too."

Nian Mian naturally noticed the person outside the door, and curled the corners of her lips slightly: "Hey~ Tell me, who is more attractive, me or your husband?"

Tong Yu answered without hesitation, "You smell the best, he smells the best."

All the silly hairs of the year-old are standing up high due to the joy of sleeping.

Qi Yue stood at the door, like a scallion.

His body and mind felt cold, as if he was in an ice cellar. He closed his eyes for a while.

Suddenly his eyelids were forcefully opened, forcing him to accept reality.

Fu Zhiyuan had a dark face and gritted his teeth: "Look, why don't you dare to look, your wife is hooking up with my wife."

Qi Yue pushed the man away and said in a faint voice: "Brother Fu, why did your wife come to my wife's room so late at night?"

Fu Zhiyuan continued to look sullen: "Because it was your wife who seduced my wife away."

God knows he was originally trying to kiss the person, but when his baby Nian received the message, he floated away like a soul.

Qi Yue argued: "This is my wife and I's room. She came in to seduce my wife."

"..."

Nian Mian fed Tong Yu his favorite dried strawberries and asked, "Who are you drawing?"

The sweet smell made Tong Yu squint her eyes and she said vaguely, "The person in my dream."

She painted another portrait of that man today.

This time it was not the light of a fire, but a dim room.

The boy rode on the man, his face fierce, and stabbed the man under him in the heart with a dagger.

Paintings are static after all, and it is hard to imagine why a child who was only five or six years old could do this.

Tong Yu touched the face of the person in the painting.

Nian Mian was certain: "The face of the person in the dream cannot be so clear."

Tong Yu nodded: "Yes, I have read an unnamed book, the author is Ze Er Le Ke.

He theorized that dreams are disguised expressions of repressed wishes in the subconscious.

When I often dream of a person with clear facial features, it means that this person occupies an important position in my subconscious mind, and I have strong feelings for him in my heart. So - I conclude that he is not an illusion. "

Tong Yu opened her lips slightly and recited the contents of the book.

I only read it once and I memorized it.

If Qi Yue were here, he would know how childish it was for him to take the book away.

Nian Mian's eyes widened, and little stars appeared in his eyes.

"Little fish, you know a lot, even though I can't understand what you're saying."

But she writes a lot.

Tong Yu pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "Half a month ago, I read a book that benefited me a lot."

There was no doubt that she admired Zelenograd.

Her thirst for knowledge and curiosity made her want to snatch the book right away.

There were several portraits on the floor.

Tong Yu knocked his head, feeling more and more familiar with this face, which touched his soul.

She murmured to herself: "My brain is constantly strengthening and integrating the memory information about you. Who are you..."

Perhaps she could guess who it was.

There was a sudden bang outside the window.

Tong Yu just took a look and then covered her mouth.

"what."

Nian Mian became excited, opened the window and started shouting: "Fu Zhiyuan! Come on! Beat him up! If you can't beat him, don't go to bed tonight!"

Um, cough.

Fu Zhiyuan and Qi Yue started fighting.

The fight in the back garden was vicious, with bare hands, and the flesh was hit hard, making loud thuds.

The problem is, men are aggressive.

Tong Yu blinked hazily and also leaned over to the window.

He yelled loudly: "Qi Yue, if you can't win, give the book back to me! I! Want! To! Read! It!"

So two people stood on Fu Zhiyuan's side to cheer him on.

Qi Yue: “…”

Just then, another window opened upstairs.

East, west, south, north, and north were all laughing and yelling at the same time: "Come on! Come on! Support President Qi!"

Shen Lan, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, said casually: "Louder, if he loses face, then I lose face!"

As the two were fighting, they changed the venue.

Tong Yu and Nian Mian yawned in boredom, then they found a ward and slept together, hugging each other tightly.

After washing up, two tall figures quietly opened the door and carefully carried their wives out.

What does it mean to dislike each other?

Qi Yue's face darkened, and his thin lips moved, "Mr. Fu, you're staying in the hospital. Do you have any problems with that?"

Now he even refuses to call me Brother Fu.

Fu Zhiyuan's face darkened: "Ask your wife why I stay in the hospital."

Perhaps neither of them expected that their love rival would be each other's wife.

Tongyu woke up when she was picked up, and kept pretending to be asleep to hear what the two were saying.

She was disappointed that the result was such childish words.

She leaned into his arms and said dazedly, "Qi Yue is a childish guy."

Qi Yue's eyebrows were deep, and he pinched the tip of her nose: "Tong Yu is a little devil."

The ward where the two were staying was opened and the lights came on.

Tong Yu's sleepiness faded a little, and she hung on Qi Yue, burying her head in his neck and nuzzling him, "Whoever wins, I won't laugh at you."

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Tongbao's several theories about dreams, from

——Sigmund Freud, Austrian Jewish psychologist and founder of psychoanalysis.

I admire him very much.

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Please understand! Zele Löcke is a fictional character of mine! I just used him to express Sigmund Freud's words.

But please understand! Zher Lerke has no prototype, it is purely his own creation!

I post it here in case you don’t see it. The author said, well, I feel it is necessary to tell you to avoid misunderstanding.