You said I was the best person for you in this manor

Ji An said that Beiming yechen was the best for her.

The whole night's hard work, she is not for him, but to get the divorce contract as soon as possible.

Beiming Shaoxi's face is cold and hard, and dishes are poured into the food container. The flavor of the dishes is mixed together, and the oil splashes on his hands.

Ji'an quietly stepped forward: "don't dirty your hands, I'll come."

Beiming Shaoxi Meifeng is restrained and looks at her offer to help pour.

That anger is even greater!

He just wanted to pour a few sets in front of Beiming night Chen. Ji'an took the initiative to intervene, and he held it in his chest.

Seeing Ji'an pour out all the food in a big table, he could not resist his anger.

"Clean up the table and pour it out."

Ji'an orders some servants.

Porti's nurse watched the farce coldly. When she sent the servants to carry the utensils, she was swept by the young master's cold eyes.

The cold light of the little seal of the northern Ming Dynasty glanced at the food container and slashed the servant's face hard.

means, stay there and get out of here!

Mammy porti understood only the last four words: "yes, young master, we'll get out of here."

The results of the whole night were taken away.

It's a pity that the ingredients are the best

Ji'an was dizzy and couldn't hold on for a long time: "I feel dizzy. I want to have a rest first. If you need anything, call me again

Beiming Shaoxi (seal of the northern Ming Dynasty), "

Ji'an's face was terrible pale, his lips were not a trace of blood, and his eyelids were half covered with no spirit.

Beiming Shaoxi can see that she has been supporting, stiff back, he did not speak a word.

Ji'an turns to go upstairs, and Beiming yechen follows suit.

The little seal of the northern Ming Dynasty had no name. It grabbed the tablecloth and lifted it vigorously. The precious utensils were damaged again, making a sound of crashing and shattering.

"Young master, do you call me?"

"Dish. Take it back. " Beiming Shaoxi's anger was suppressed in his chest.

"But you have already poured it into the food container and can't eat it. I'll have it fed to the dog... " Mother porti stammered. The utensil of Beiming manor is used to take leftovers.

The little seal of the northern Ming Dynasty has a bloody look on his mouth. He vomites blood in pain. Ji An'an's busy night's food actually makes the dog enjoy it?!

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Ji An'an is ill with a high fever. Her forehead is hot and her face is getting worse day by day.

But every day she insisted on getting up from the bed, serving tea and water, massaging and bathing

According to the service that Beiming Shaoxi did for her during the honeymoon period!

He did not make trouble to her as much as he did on the first day.

because of the failure of taste buds of a cold, Ji An could not taste the taste of the food. He put it very salty and salty, and he ate it without saying a word.

Afraid of cooking again, she never had a chance to eat her own cooking.

Her massage technique is so rotten that she doesn't have any strength

He was so excited that he would not let her go.

Her hoarse cough is very harsh, sometimes he would like to drag her to the bed, let her have a good sleep

But he was reluctant to let her go Cherish the last time I get along with her and try to save her every minute.

So Beiming manor is full of her busy figure, low cough.

The little public examiners are worried. After these chapters, they are the big ones. What else do you want?

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