Chapter 254

"When you come back alive, we'll talk about it. If you can't get off the operating table, I'll make a narcissus pit."

Tang Daye shakes his head. This little girl is really beautiful

Looking at the essential oil bottle in his hand, he said, "this thing is really easy to use?"

Xiaoqian seems to hear his query and turns around, "belief sometimes has a good effect on fighting diseases. When you think you can't stick to it, just think about your daughter. You can take the essential oil I gave you as a magic medicine, and you will come back safely."

She doesn't know if she can kill cancer cells, but she has used such a suggestive method to continue the lives of many incurable patients. Never underestimate the power of faith. But Xiaoqian knows that ten bottles of essential oil can't compare with the influence of Narcissus on Tang Daye.

That's what supported him.

Xiaoqian has something on her mind these days. She is thinking about a problem that is very important to her and Yu Mingming.

Tang Daye and Narcissus make Xiaoqian's heart more unstable.

Back home, he turned out the essential oil stove, ordered some sandalwood essential oils to help meditate, sat cross legged on the bed, relaxed the spirit and began to think.

Yu Mingming is a very good man. Although he is still a little childish now, Xiaoqian keeps in mind what he did to Xiaoqian.

She thought she could control the rhythm and communicate with him step by step. Maybe when the time comes, she is strong enough to play the role of mother and give birth to a life with him.

But something went wrong.

She seems to have put in more feelings than before.

When Yu Guangming's going and staying are all related to her mood and affect her judgment, Xiaoqian has a strong sense of uneasiness.

She habitually holds the destiny in her own hand, and continues to develop like this with the bright. She really doesn't know what she will become.

This kind of feeling has existed in previous lives, so I ran away in time.

But now it seems to be more serious than before. She will feel happy and even excited because of Yu Mingming's appearance. When he leaves, she will be very sad. As a psychologist, such a big mood fluctuation is really not a good thing.

It turns out that the problem between the two people in the previous life has always been, and this contradiction has become more serious because of her emotional investment in him.

Downstairs came the sound of a TV play. Jia Xiufang and Chen Zilong were watching the popular Kangxi Dynasty.

There are few programs that climacteric women and adolescent dandy can watch together, but the two of them always watch the drama together and have a heated discussion.

Xiaoqian is meditating when she hears Jia Xiufang crying. She gets up quickly, opens her eyes and wants to go downstairs to have a look. However, she hears that the dandy brother has advised her again.

"Mom, don't cry. TV plays are all fake."

"Young life, Kangxi too is not a thing, how can let Rong Fei brush toilet ah, men do not have a good thing, like your father, too merciless."

Xiaoqian sits back at ease again. It seems that the plot of the TV series is different.

"Don't tease me. How can my father compare with Emperor Kangxi? They are emperors, and I will be such a man in the future, domineering! " In adolescence, two teenagers especially adore Kangxi's sense of strategizing.

"Damn it! Don't you see this asshole asking his favorite woman to clean the toilet? Ah? Screenwriting is not a good thing, blind shooting! " Jia Xiufang's anger is accompanied by Chen Zilong's grievance. Xiaoqian raises a corner of her mouth. It seems that her brother is angry and beaten by her menopausal mother.

"I don't understand this. I'll ask my sister." Chen Zilong's intelligence quotient can only understand the handsome roar of the emperors everywhere, but he doesn't understand these connotations.

Xiaoqian closes her eyes and continues her meditation yoga.

"Sister, sister!" Chen Zilong pushed the door, smelled the fragrance of the room, saw the burning oil stove, and the elder sister sitting cross legged.

"Sister! Do you practice that! No, mom, my sister can't think of it! She sits cross legged! "

Xiaoqian picks up her pillow and smashes it.

"Shut up. See a cross legged one? It's Yoga Meditation

No culture is not terrible, terrible is no culture is blind beep!

"Yes, I think it's almost the same. It's scary. By the way, elder sister, let me ask you something. What do you think of Kangxi?"

"Ask Kangxi." She didn't see it again. It was very popular, but Xiaoqian seldom had time to watch it.

"If he's alive, I'll ask why he sent the woman he likes to clean the toilet! And the woman was crushed to death by the toilet! My mother has shed tears. I asked for her! "

"I didn't see the plot, but some of the emperor's love is true. Even if it is, it must be cut off to avoid affecting judgment. It's like a potted plant. It grows slowly with too many branches." Xiaoqian went over and put out the oil stove.

Recently, she has not heard from Yu Qingming, so she is more sentimental. She should not think so much. Since she has decided to be together, she has to find a way to overcome it.

She is not Emperor Kangxi, and Xiaoqiang is not Rong Fei. She should have a long way to go with him. It's OK to slow down for a long time. She still has time.

"Sister, your phone is ringing!"

Xiaoqian picked up the phone, saw the above three words, Leng under.

Yu Xiaoqiang?

"Xiaomei, do you miss me?" His voice came from the mobile phone.

"Do you have time?" When I heard his voice, I felt better.

In his poison, too deep too deep, like him, also too deep too deep, deep to her some can't control.

"In a few days, I may be able to accompany you for a long time. Xiaomei, are you happy?"

Xiaoqian smell speech, not only not happy, but sink face, heart thump.

"Tell me your address."

She felt that the courage she had just built was frozen a little bit.

"I'm out of town now, waiting for me to go back! Oh, no, I'm busy. " Yu Mingliang hangs up his mobile phone, then bares his teeth and says to the white coat in front of him.

"It's time to start."

"On a medicine, still have to call Xiaoqian?"“ What should I do? How painful it is. I have to distract my attention. Ah, can you be light! "

"You're lucky you didn't die!" It was Yu Mu who spoke.

"Mom, you're my own mother. Why are you so cruel?" Yu Mingming sends out a scream. Yu's mother applies the medicine to his left shoulder and bandages him quickly.

"Oh, take it easy! As for the Dean, the old lady's hands are too heavy Yu Qingming is shouting.

In the mother's spirit, stretched out his hand and nodded his head, "you still shout, you learn Guan Yu, scraping bone to cure poison, don't say a word!"

"Hua Tuo is not as heavy as your hand. I just have a slight fracture of my left shoulder. You press me to death!" For a better reading experience.