The Pastoral Life of a Reborn Farmer

It doesn't matter if the genius doctor sells Dali pills.

Shen Ling looked at Han Shi. Han Shi's face was blurred from crying, and he didn't show the feeling of a beauty crying when he hooked up with a man. He seemed quite bold and indulgent, but Shen Ling felt that Han Shi It's really cute, no!It should be too cute.

Shen Ling raised her hand to wipe off the tears on Han Shi's face, and softly comforted her in a low voice, "It's not that I won't consummate the house with you, you are too thin, and I want to make you fatter, so that it will be easier for you to have children. But, both It's not that easy to get pregnant, right?"

Shen Ling's eyes darkened a little, and he hugged Han Shi and moved him to the bedside. Han Shi stopped crying, and was led by Shen Ling for a few steps, as if he was a little dazed.

"Want to consummate the house? Okay! Just tell me if you want it. I don't want to. Is there anyone who is dissatisfied with me except this? Don't worry, I promise to satisfy you." Shen Ling murmured in a low voice.

Han Shi's face flushed suddenly, but Shen Ling pushed him down on the bed, and Han Shi lay on the bed stiff as a log.Shen Ling suddenly chuckled, with a gentle and loving voice, "Relax, let's take our time, we have plenty of time."

The night is dark, the candles are dimly lit, and the tents of mandarin ducks are covered with red waves, dyeing a spring scene.

On the other side, Mu Hongyuan's eyes widened, and he lay on his back on the bed. The shirt and gauze on his body were torn off by a bandit who had just rushed in, revealing a hideous wound and dense surgical threads that looked like centipede legs. The four doors were open, the cold wind poured into the room from the door, and the existence of the stove could hardly be felt. Mu Hongyuan couldn't move at all. He had never expected Shen Ling's appearance as much as he did now.

Didn't you agree to keep vigil every day?Didn't you agree to accompany him for twelve hours? !Didn't you say that he was dying and he had to be taken care of carefully! ! !

Mu Hongyuan felt that he had been deceived, so he raised his arms in aggrieved effort, pulled the quilt by himself, and covered himself with grinning in pain.

A little sad, uncomfortable, want to cry.