Make-up corpse please be reserved!

After returning to the dormitory, he took out the good ointment and wiped the wound on He Qianlin's face. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the person lying on the bed couldn't fall asleep anyway. Ah, Wang Chunhua looked at the ceiling wanting to cry without tears. There was a person next to her staring straight at her. She was so scared that she even drowsy. strange behavior.

She regretted it. She shouldn't have been overwhelmed with sympathy. She shouldn't have wanted He Qianlin to spend three years happily because of a momentary soft-heartedness. She could imagine that these three years must have been like a year, and life would be worse than death. Can she go back on her word?Hey, she really misses the tea made by her second sister, and she really wants the lotus to give her a shoulder squeeze.

Thinking of her majestic Baihua fairy, who was reduced to the miserable situation of betraying herself for three years in order to please her task object, she really wanted to cry a tear of sympathy for herself, it was really diewhyyoutry.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Wang Chunhua couldn't stand He Qianlin staring at her all the time, so she simply turned over and faced the whitening sky outside the window.

"Spring flowers..."

"Don't call me Chunhua, call me Master Curator!"

"Why, but shouldn't husband and wife be more intimate? Or do you like my name, Chun? Or not Huahua!" He Qianlin straightened Wang Chunhua's body seriously.

Wang Chunhua said impatiently: "Who is husband and wife with you, don't push yourself too hard, as I said before, call me Mrs Curator, what kind of spring flowers, vulgar, I call you such a tasteful and artistic name Ruin it! "

"Then tell me what is the artistic conception of your name, and I will also tell you why my master gave me this name, okay? Then we will exchange a secret." He Qianlin was a little excited, probably not what she said in recent years like what she said today A lot, but the more she talked, the more she wanted to talk, and suddenly felt that all those years had been wasted, if she had met the curator sooner, maybe her eloquence would have been better.

"Not good" Wang Chunhua refused without even thinking about it, it's so annoying, can you be quiet?

He Qianlin pursed her lips, not being overwhelmed by Wang Chunhua's alienated attitude at all: "Huahua, tell me..."

"You are not allowed to call Huahua, you must call the curator!"

"Oh, I see, Huahua"

Let me die, I regret it, I should throw He Qianlin on the tree and let her fend for herself, I should fight to be dispatched to a barren land by brother Jade Emperor, and I shouldn't be afraid of death to take this task , Taishang Laojun, can you make some regret medicine, I think I should take medicine!

Wang Chunhua dragged her tired body down the stairs, and ran into Gao Nan and Gao Lei on the way. The two brothers gave him a strange look, said hello, and ran away. Liu Yan stared at He Qianlin behind him fiercely. Softly reprimanded: "Be more restrained next time!"

Then, like Fu Lafayette, she dragged Wang Chunhua's elbow and helped her to the desk with a look of pity. The breakfast that had been prepared a long time ago was placed on the table. Liu Yan said with a look of distress: "Master curator, we Eat something for now, and I'll make some delicious food for you at noon, Qianlin is so ignorant, she won't feel sorry for anyone when she grows up!"

Wang Chunhua suddenly choked up, grabbed Liu Yan's hand, tears filled her eyes as excited as seeing a revolutionary comrade-in-arms, and wished to accuse He Qianlin of the crime on the spot, at last hesitated, and said: "He Qianlin should move back to be with you live!

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Liu Yan gasped, this dead boy, will he die step by step?It was so ruthless at once, the curator couldn't take it anymore, and actually proposed to separate, no, how can this work, thinking about it, he quickly put on a distressed expression, wrinkled his whole face and said bitterly: " Master curator, no, my flower and candle shop has just been completed, and all the goods are piled up in my room, there is no room for Qianlin to sleep!"

"I remember there was an empty room?"

"Oh, that empty room can't be moved. It's a utility room. It doesn't even have windows. People will get sick if they live in it. Mr. Curator, I'll teach Qian Lin a lesson. Just feel wronged and don't drive her away. Let's go!" Liu Yan rushed out of the door after speaking in one breath, twisting the ear of He Qianlin who was standing outside the door and dragging it out.

"It hurts, it hurts" He Qianlin cried out in pain. The other party was Liu Yan, and she didn't dare to resist, so she had to follow Liu Yan all the way to the corner outside the office.

"You dead boy, look at how tired the curator is. No matter how impatient you are, you can't be like this. You... Hey, how can I say hello! Tell me, how many times last night?" Liu Yan had a look of resentment that iron could not be made into steel.

He Qianlin was a little dazed, and blinked, how many times?

Seeing that He Qianlin was silent for a long time, Liu Yan couldn't help urging anxiously: "Oh, it's the ones on the disc!"

He Qianlin's cheeks suddenly became hot, and she didn't dare to look at Liu Yan's eyes that wished to see her heart. She looked at the ground erratically, lowered her head and whispered: "No...no!"

"No? Impossible, no curator would look exhausted after a night of tossing around? Has Aunt Liu started to lie too?" Liu Yan was a little dissatisfied, and poked He Qianlin's forehead with her hand.

"Really... no, I went out to investigate the western restaurant last night!" He Qianlin faltered, her ears were red.

Liu Yan looked suspiciously at He Qianlin's shy look, and thought to herself, could it be that this child was pushed back?Impossible, Qianlin should not be able to talk to herself, she investigates the western restaurant as soon as she investigates the western restaurant, what does she want to put on such a shy look?You won't be ashamed by the topic you talked about, it's really useless, Liu Yan gave He Qianlin an angry look, and put on a motherly look: "Okay, okay, if you don't have it, you don't have it, the curator just now I'm going to change the dormitory for you, are you making the curator angry again?"

He Qianlin was a little nervous, and quickly raised her head to look at Liu Yan as if asking for confirmation: "She... is she going to drive me away?"

"It's okay, Auntie will help you solve it, you child, you still have to be more careful, alas, forget it, let's not talk about you, hurry up and have breakfast, remember, it will be better if women coax more!"

He Qianlin pursed her lips, turned and walked into the office with a sullen face. She stared at Wang Chunhua who was eating porridge in silence. Wang Chunhua's heart skipped a beat when she saw that serious expression. Could it be that she was indecent?Changed to sips, the man still stared at her, the burning eyes from last night came back again, Wang Chunhua almost wanted to cry.

"Have you seen enough?" Wang Chunhua patted the table, suppressing the gushing anger.

"Can't get enough"

A light sentence seemed like a bucket of ice water was poured into the scorching brazier. Wang Chunhua had no doubt that if she continued like this, she would suffer internal injuries. What a delicious porridge, why did she even have nothing to eat? The little energy turned into smoke and drifted away in an instant, and the whole person languished, pushed away the porridge and lay lazily on the table, and said weakly: "Please let me go, He Qianlin, I was wrong, I will not You should be soft-hearted, can you go to your own business, don't keep staring at me. "

"Then give me a kiss"

"He Qianlin, you are enough, believe it or not, I will fight with you!" Wang Chunhua almost didn't bring it up in one breath, covering her face and wanting to cry, she wanted to be quiet, why is it so difficult.

He Qianlin sat motionless and did not argue, since she was her own woman, so of course she couldn't quarrel with her. He Qianlin was very satisfied with her thoughtfulness, and her eyes became more and more unscrupulous.

Wang Chunhua felt that her nerves were about to collapse. She got up, strode forward and grabbed He Qianlin's collar, pulled it forward, closed her eyes, choked her neck, and touched He Qianlin's mouth lightly. Immediately, she pushed it away with some disgust, and said irritably: "Don't you want to kiss, you have already kissed, can you go? Don't bother me!"

He Qianlin smiled shyly, her sharp little canine teeth were covered with a layer of multicolored light under the sunlight, she nodded, like a child who had eaten candy, and left the office happily.

Wang Chunhua stared dumbfounded at He Qianlin who was leaving very cheerfully, and felt a little unbelievable. Is that all?In this way, she can block her mouth and the sight that wants to strip herself naked?

Wang Chunhua wanted to slap herself very much. If this could solve the problem, then why did she persist all night and was tortured? Ahhhh, who will save this fairy sister who unfortunately stumbled? Eternal hatred, one word can last thousands of years.

In the blink of an eye during this pure time, Mrs. Qin entered the office, knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word, Wang Chunhua was so shocked that she wanted to kill someone, and other people's kowtows should not be accepted indiscriminately. If you receive worship and don't fulfill other people's wishes, your own good luck will slowly pass away.

Wang Chunhua jumped up, stepping on the desk with agility and jumping out of the window. The coherent movement did not match the decadent and powerless expression before, but it frightened Mrs. Qin to the point of fainting, thinking that she had bumped into a ghost in the open sky .

Angrily, Wang Chunhua found Liu Yan who was selling incense candles at the ritual venue, and said seriously: "From now on, no one is allowed to enter my office casually!"

Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded with a smile, agreed, and tentatively said: "Master Curator, Qian Lin has gone to the morgue!"

It's not my business?How can the curator speak so without style, Wang Chunhua twitched the corners of his mouth with a fake smile: "Just be happy!"

"Master curator, there is only one corpse in the morgue that needs to be disposed of, and that is the one delivered by Madam Qin yesterday!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Wang Chunhua frowned, turned around and walked towards the morgue. Didn't you agree to go only at noon?He dared to take his own words as wind on his ears. As for the matter of driving He Qianlin to work, the curator had already selectively forgotten.