Chapter 1642

The distance from the garden to his small courtyard is not close. It has to be three or four Li. If it's a fairy, it's natural to lift your feet.

But it's a very far distance for the shennianmo, who is only one month old. His short legs have to run for a while

Up to now, the little guy is still a little tired!

However, the little guy's eyes were bright, and he held the medicine bottle like a treasure in his hand: "father, father, please use it quickly. Your face is very bad. Is it painful? "

He raised his sleeve and tried to wipe the cold sweat that just came out of his father's forehead: "father" - "

God nine Li's chest was smothered, for his son's intimacy, and for that woman's heartlessness!

He has lived for so many years. What kind of human experience has he never seen?

What intrigues have you not seen?

How could this little trick of AMO hide from his eyes?

That man even uses children!

He took a deep breath, took the bottle of medicine in the child's hand: "nianmo, how is your recitation of the supreme induction article taught by your father?"

A drop of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he forgot to carry it! I miss my father today

Shen Jiuli looks at his obviously guilty face and puts him down on the cloud bed: "darling, go back to the library and don't come out if you are not familiar with your back. Your father's injury will be more painful if you are not familiar with your back."

This last sentence obviously threatened the little guy. Besides, he was relieved to see his father take the medicine bottle.

He immediately promised, turned around and ran. He ran to the door and was not sure. He asked: "father, you must use that medicine."

"Go." God Jiuli waved to his son.

Shennianmo finally runs away at ease.

The little back disappeared at the door.

Shen Jiuli looks at the medicine bottle in his hand, pulls out the medicine plug and sniffs it. He is a medical expert. He can naturally smell that it is indeed an antidote

He slowly buckled the medicine plug and looked up: "come out! I know you are! "

There was a flash of red light in the room. Amo showed her figure. She picked up her eyebrows and looked at him: "you can see it!"

God Jiuli raised his hand and threw the bottle to her: "I'm not stupid!"

A Mo had to take the medicine bottle in his hand, and then looked at him up and down. His face was not generally pale. Although he tried to resist it, he could make it light, but he could not control the frequent cold sweat.

Obviously, he is still in the attack of sword injury -

once so powerful, he looks pale and sweaty, and looks like a kind of fragile sick beauty, as fragile as glass.

A Mo comes a little closer to him, throws the bottle up and down in front of him, and then goes on: "you are very painful and uncomfortable, right? In fact, as long as you use this medicine, you can immediately eliminate all the uncomfortable feelings. Why do you need to strengthen? You should know that without an antidote, your sword injury will become more and more severe one by one, and you will suffer more and more. Nianmo loves you, and I can't bear to let my child love you, so I let him steal the medicine and send it to you... "

Her voice was full of temptations, like Satan who attracted Eve to eat forbidden fruit.

Her eyes fell on him again. He sat there. Somewhere the robe had a different shape

She smiled: "why do you have to endure? You just give up... "

Before she had finished speaking, a palm suddenly reached out to her and grabbed her collar -