"Why do you want to make me angry on purpose?" Zhan hanjue asked.

"I didn't mean to make you angry, just..."

"just what?" Asked Zhan hanjue.

"Just want to hear you teach me." Zheng Ling whispered.

Zhan hanjue's silly eyes...

Jun's face broke into laughter, reached out and rubbed her hair, and said: "what's in your head? Are you happy that brother Jue scolds you? "

"Of course not. But grandma said, you have autism again. I'm trying to get you to talk more. " Zheng Ling tells the whole story.

Zhan hanjue said: "are you two three-year-old children? You can think of such a childish idea. "

Zheng Ling said angrily: "then you haven't told me, why don't you care if I wear a miniskirt? Do you think you don't care about me? "

"On the contrary, I just care too much about your feelings to stop you," he explained

With that, Zhan hanjue knocked on her forehead, "you are not allowed to wear miniskirts in the future. Do you still want to go to Dixon? Why don't you go in and give me a try? "

Zheng Ling couldn't stand up straight with laughter.

When Zhan hanjue and Zhengling returned to the carefree garden, as soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw Boye and his grandfather embracing each other and looking at the bright and beautiful flowers of carefree.

Zheng Ling cleared his throat, "cough!"

Boye and the master quickly separated. Boye's face looked like a shy girl.

"You're back?"

Boye secretly looks at Zhan hanjue's handsome face, only to find that he is still taut and cold.

He shook his head helplessly. "Han Jue, have you got all the herbs?"

With a black face, he handed her the herbs in his hand.

Boye looked at Zhan hanjue and said, "is the medicine fresh?"

Zhan hanjue obviously felt that she was deliberately making trouble of him. Will the medicinal materials he went out to look for in person not be fresh?

Do you really think he's autistic?

He put the medicine into Boye's hand, turned and went upstairs.

Boye worries endlessly, "this child, say a word and won't die. It's getting worse. "

You know, Zheng Ling regarded grandma Boye as a miracle doctor. She believed in any of her diagnosis. She said that brother Jue's autism was serious, and Zheng Ling was flustered.

"What about that?"

"You work hard." Boyo road.

Zheng Ling goes to chase Zhan hanjue.

Upstairs, Zhan took off his coat and sat on the bed in a daze wearing a white T-shirt.

Zheng Ling gently opened the door and carefully looked at Zhan hanjue.

Zhan hanjue frowned slightly, and his eyes were covered with light sadness.

Zheng Ling walked over and sat beside him in silence. Pull his hand over and hold it in the palm.

Zhan hanjue turned his head and looked at Zheng Ling, and said in a voice almost begging: "Zheng Ling, hold me."

Zheng Ling put his head on her shoulder and comforted her: "brother Jue, did you go to xiangdingyuan yesterday to embarrass your mother?"

Zhan hanjue said, "she deserves it."

Zheng Ling said: "I know, you must be very angry with your mother-in-law. Me, too. I heard that she nearly destroyed your organs, so I want to kill her. "

Zhan hanjue quietly listened to the voice of Zhengling healing system. Only in front of Zheng Ling could his heart become quiet, as if he had been redeemed.

Zheng Ling's words changed, "but she is your mother after all. If you kill her, you just hope that no one will fight against me in the future, and my life will be smooth. Is that right? "

Zhan hanjue nodded. "Well."

Zheng Ling gently smile, "you are good to me, I know. But you know what? Just because you are good to me, I can't let you make mistakes. You killed her and carried the charge of killing her mother. As a person who attaches great importance to love and righteousness, won't you live in guilt and remorse all your life....

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