The courtyard is well-designed, and Qing'er calls it "landmines". I don't know how many landmines are buried here.

Su Qing looked at the courtyard worriedly.

He puzzled for a moment, and finally he leaped and landed on the wall.

I thought I just didn't step on the ground, but...

boom!!

With a loud bang, dust and smoke rose everywhere.

Suqing, who was originally a slut, was dressed neatly, but was blown to rags at this moment.

He almost escaped from the explosion, his clothes smelled burnt smoke, and even his arm was lifted with a burn.

Su Qing's heart sank, and he looked at the quiet courtyard again like the quiet years.

Such a big thing happened and such a big disturbance, everyone in the villa was alarmed.

But only in this courtyard, it seemed as if it was dead, silent...

...

After noon, Zhou Yanqing slowly opened his eyes and first saw the man's chest.

The man put his arms around her in a protective posture, letting her pillow on his arm, and enclosed her tightly in his arms.

He was very hot, and this warmth melted the ice in her heart.

Zhou Yanqing recalled it and remembered the past more than 400 lives, her eyes moved up little by little, and she met Liang Wenyan's big eyes gurgling.

His eyes were still clean, but his handsome face was a little ashamed, as if he was embarrassed, and his posture was not natural.

She was confused: "What's wrong with you?"

Liang Wenjin didn't know what was wrong with him, but he felt so painful and so swelling.

At first he sat by the bed to guard his Xiangxiang. Xiangxiang slept soundly. When he was tired of sitting, he climbed up and lay down with Xiangxiang.

Then he was bored, he couldn't sleep, and was worried about Xiangxiang's condition, so he stared at Xiangxiang and looked at her intently.

Then……

As he looked at it, he became more and more strange?

It was like litting a handful of evil fire, and the fire surging and gathering somewhere, making him swell and painful.

He hunched over and foolishly wondered if he was sick?

Don’t let Xiangxiang know that Xiangxiang is tired enough, so don’t let Xiangxiang worry.

So the fool rubbed his face with his fragrant fragrance, but found that he felt even more painful when his skin touched.

Finally, he whimpered and moved a little aggrievedly.

"Xiangxiang, ask about hunger!"

"I see?"

Zhou Yanqing got up: "It's already this time? No wonder."

She was hungry too, so she bent down and put on her shoes: "I'll go cook two dishes."

After Zhou Yanqing left, Liang Wenqiu silly lifted the quilt and looked at it, and then sadness came from it, as if there was great sorrow.

"Well...what should I do?"

"Am I going to die?"

"I don't want to die yet, I haven't smelled enough of it... It hurts so much!"

In order to relieve the pain, he rubbed it, and then he seemed to have discovered a new world and opened a door. Behind the door was a new world.

He was surprised to round a pair of clean and clear black and translucent eyes, like a shocked cat, making a surprised expression.

He seemed to understand, but he didn't, and he didn't understand.

The family of the Imperial Shang Ji.

Ji Feixiu had his back facing the door, and a bolt fell on it. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands with disgust, then tidied up his robes with a dark face.

"Liang asked that big fool! Grandpa, I'll fuck him! Why didn't the Turtle son die yet!"

Ji Feixiu was so angry that his face turned pale. He jumped his feet and cursed like thunder. He was hostile to fools ten thousand times in daily life!
Chapter completed!