Chapter 897

It's so white that there's no defect at all. Suddenly, it seemed that Chunsu was sitting in a wheelchair, looking down at the book. When she saw her coming, she looked up from the book and smiled at her gently. It was a face eight points similar to her.

Every time she looked at herself in the mirror, she tried to become more gentle and indifferent. Every time, she suddenly seemed to be pure.

Lying on the chair, the master of Shengyi Pavilion raised his eyebrows. He found song Ningyu looking at another person through him.

"What? Think of your master who didn't even say hello to death?"

Song Ningyu's face turned pale. She pulled over the large wheelchair that was put aside. Some struggled to support the wheelchair and sat on it. Pushing the wheelchair, she slowly turned to Gong Zilin's bed. Gong Zilin was still asleep. She frowned and felt her pulse. The pulse seemed stable. There was no problem.

"Gong Zilin? Are you awake?" song Ningyu stretched out his hand and looked at Gong Zilin's slightly blurred face.

"Hiss! Lady, did you murder your husband?" Gong Zilin's face was pinched and couldn't help but make a sound.

Song Ningyu snorted coldly: "I just came to see if you're dead. If you're not dead, I'll make up another foot." song Ningyu stretched out his hand and pulled him up and began to untie the tape for him circle by circle.

Gong Zilin sat on the bed and smiled with peach blossoms: "so, mom, your eye disease is better?"

"It will take two days to be completely good." song Ningyu solved circle by circle, narrowed her eyes to the master of the holy medical Pavilion on the chair, looked at Song Ningyu who sat at the head of the bed with special eyes, and sighed slightly. It was about life.

Gong Zilin's eyes are much better than song Ningyu's eyes. His eyes were originally good. Now he just gave song Ningyu another one. There is no obvious difference, but the color of their eyes is somewhat different. Gong Zilin's is deeper, while song Ningyu's is much shallower because he was poisoned.

"Lady! Come on, thank you for your husband!" Gong Zilin narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Ningyu, who was misty in his eyes, smiling. He was delighted to learn that song Ningyu was more happy than he could see things.

Song Ningyu clapped his hand, turned his wheelchair and stepped back two steps. Leng hum: "Gong Zilin, don't come near me without my permission in the future!"

"Lady, are you still angry? I have no way to make such a bad decision. Remember I asked you? Even if I do everything I can to cure your eyes!"

Gong Zilin's face sank. She turned her wheelchair and came to Gong Zilin. She held his skirt tightly with one hand. The people opposite him were too tall, so she didn't play any role!

"So! Do you want to compensate yourself? Have you ever thought about what to do in case of failure?" song Ningyu's fingertips trembled. There was a light yellow liquid flowing out of her misty eyes, washing a yellowing trace on her pale face.

The yellowing trace, with the continuous rolling tears, finally slowly turned into crystal white.

Song Ningyu wiped the traces on his face, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "who changed my clothes?"

The woman in front of him changed so fast that Gong Zilin couldn't react for a moment. He nodded subconsciously: "I..."

"Good, you'll wear one today!" song Ningyu said in a wheelchair.

"Little white girl, please go and get a large pink dress!" Gong Zilin's face suddenly collapsed and stared at Song Ningyu warily.

"What are you going to do, madam? My husband was in a hurry, so he changed this pink one for you? Didn't I find a suitable one? I..."

"Does the master of the holy doctor's Pavilion want to stay to see me and change my husband's clothes?" song Ningyu sat in his wheelchair, with a cold smile in his eyes, with a sense of determination to settle the final account after autumn!

"Xigu imperial city is good. Since you can see it, why don't you go out?" song Ningyu nodded when he thought that there was another Xigu color blacksmith shop that didn't go.

Xiaobai moved quickly, immediately took a large sample dress of the eldest lady and ran over to song Ningyu and explained: "this dress... Fat four once wore it, and then fat four left Xiao house. The little lady likes to tease others, so she stayed. You see, it fits."

Shake off the clothes and compete with Gong Zilin. It really fits. How tall is the girl? How big?

Gong Zilin shrunk into the bed, wrapped in a quilt and vowed not to admit his mistake: "madam, I'm wrong. I'll never wear it for you..." well, I'll wear a pink yarn in the future! Tut tut

"It's late! Are you coming by yourself or am I dragging you?"

Xiaobai stared at the husband and wife who were making trouble in bed. The smile on their lips couldn't stop rising. Their feelings were very good.

Gong Zilin looked calm and said, "how can a big husband persuade me! If you can't say it, you won't come out!"

Song Ningyu nodded with a strong smile: "very good!" a silver needle broke through the air from Song Ningyu's fingertip, and Gong Zilin immediately sat on the bed unable to move.

Xiaobai drags Gong Zilin to the bedside under the sign of song Ningyu, and puts the person flat.

"Why don't you see your little lady?" song Ningyu asked with some concern, holding the luxurious pink gauze skirt. With Xiao Baobao's stormy personality, he must wake up, but there is no movement at this time.

"Little Miss... I'm sick, but it doesn't matter. Just sleep for a few days." Xiaobai muttered at the corners of her lips, thinking about how to speak better.

"I'll see her later. Go down."

Xiaobai turned back and closed the door for them. Song Ningyu compared the pink skirt in her hand, smiled at Gong Zilin and said, "I suddenly feel that pink seems to be more suitable for you."

Gong Zilin suddenly pulls song Ningyu out of his wheelchair and takes him to the bed. He turns over and firmly circles the person on his body. Song Ningyu stares at Gong Zilin in surprise: "you... What are you doing?"

"I'm your husband, how can I even clean you up!" Gong Zilin is arrogant. He can lower himself for his beloved again and again, but he will never exceed his principle! Song Ningyu probably shouldn't say that pink is suitable for him

"Clean me up? Well, let's fight! I'll give you one leg!" song Ningyu raised her chin. She couldn't see too many things clearly in her eyes. Everything seemed to be caged in the fog. She tried to open her eyes, but she didn't see anything.

Gong Zilin clasped her waist with a hot hand and climbed up along her slender waist line. Song Ningyu's face turned red and scolded angrily: "Gong Zilin, you're pressing me! Get out of the way!"

"Madam, now we are living and dying together. Do you have me and I have you? Women should be gentle. It's not good to be so fierce!" Gong Zilin's hoarse voice pressed against song Ningyu's ear. The smile of the evil spirit magnified in Song Ningyu's blurred eyes. She only felt that the Great Wall built in her heart not long ago fell down.