Chapter 2783： The tired and tired little general of the tired general (48)

2783: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 5 Answers

As soon as Lu Xinglan went out, Lu's mother let go of her fingers, and the whole person was paralyzed on the chair as if she were dead.

Her feet were soaked with blood, shaking her body with shock.

She was shouting about her filial piety, but she uttered a word in her throat and almost breathed.

Xin Wuyi was paralyzed. "Do you need a doctor?"

Mother Lu reached out her shaking finger and pointed at him, her face flushed and she was about to speak.

Xin Wu has turned around, "It seems your body is still tough, but you don't need a doctor."

After that, people have disappeared.

He left the house full of dead people with Lu Mu.

Lu Mu stayed for a long time.

There was nothing around the room.

The incense was still floating, but it couldn't hide such a strong **** smell.

Finally, the mother's miserable roar came from the room.

"Lu Xinglan, you filial piety."

Lu Xinglan went outside the yard and still heard this sentence.

He paused, but his face remained the same.

The girl in her arms was extremely cold.

It was the consequence of that medicine destroying her blood.

She won't have children in the future.

Moreover, hands and feet are cold for many years, and qi deficiency will be particularly weak.

The medicine that can directly kill a girl is definitely an overbearing medicine.

Nothing good for the body.

If the nursery is not good.

The last half of my life must be a medicine jar.

Lu Xinglan could not help speeding up his pace and finally came to his yard.

He walked into the room and carefully put her on the bed.

Bai Weiwei was still a little sluggish. She didn't vomit blood anymore, but the blood on her lips was still there.

Lu Xinglan's eyes flashed a distress.

He pursed his tarnished lips, his pale complexion with a hint of frown.

Then he immediately turned and went out for hot water.

Holding a clean kerchief, covering the heat, wipe her face carefully.

The girl's face was pale and pale, without blood.

She cut her eyes and turned slightly, as if finally returning to God.

"Master."

There was a hint of husky in her voice.

"I'm all right."

This sentence is light and light.

No complaints.

Lu Xinglan didn't know how, his nose was sore.

He immediately lowered his head and rewashed the parcel. "With me, nothing will happen."

Dare not tell her what those drugs do.

For a woman, a broken son is the most terrifying and vicious curse.

How can he bear to tell her this.

She is still young.

The most vicious thing happened to her.

Lu Xinglan's chest has been blocked with painful pain.

But couldn't understand what kind of feeling it was.

There is guilt and pity.

What was more, after she was injured, she still had a look of reluctance and calmness.

The figure of the girl was still soft and soft.

"Master, I won't have children in the future, right?"

Lu Xinglan's fingers froze, and if nothing happened, she wrung the parcel, and the warm parcel held her finger.

The blood on her fingers was stained with blood.

Like the color of impatiens oil on her nails.

Bai Weiwei saw it and smiled.

"Master, this is the rouge juice I made today. It can be used to apply nails. The color is beautiful."

The same color as blood.

She didn't say how much blood was on it.

Just say her rouge juice.

Lu Xinglan's eyelashes trembled and his voice was dumb. "Good-looking."

He covered her fingers, those cold, but couldn't keep warm.

He used a little anger, typed it into her fingertips, and warmed her up little by little.

"after……"

He whispered, "You'll be fine, I'll get you a doctor."

The man bowed his head and knelt on the bed with one knee, almost snuggling to the side of the girl.

He didn't look up, his dark eyes were half-covered and half-covered by the eyelids, hiding most of the broken light, leaving only a shadowy shadow.

Bai Weiwei stared at his staring face, her white face showing a sweet smile.

"Well, I think the body will be healthy after the doctor, and I am young and live a long time."

There was a bitter smile on Lu Xinglan's mouth.

Suddenly the young girl reached out another cold hand and fell lightly on his shoulder.

She leaned over and drew a cool breath into his ear.

"I am younger than you and live longer than you. So you are dead, I will worship, worship you, and burn paper for you."

The voice was soft and cool.

It floats like smoke.

But it was so heavy that Lu Xinglan suddenly looked up and couldn't breathe.

The girl in front of her smiled softly, her eyes gleaming, and her snowy face was suffocating.

"I will remember you, Lu Xinglan."

Lu Xinglan looked at her for a long time.

[Ding, the male lead is in favor. 】

As a final change, I went schizophrenic to write sweet text.

Good night

(End of this chapter)