Manual of Space-Time Interference

at night,

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"Snapped!"

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A slightly sharp voice sounded in the bedroom, awakening Luo Qiao, and then she saw a figure swaying and supporting the cabinet, as if she could not stand still. X23US. COM updates fastest

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"Diaoyan, what's wrong?" Luo Qiao cried eagerly, reaching out to turn on the lamp next to him, only to see Dialect trembling slightly and his face pale.

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"It's nothing, I got up to drink some hot water and hit the cup..." Like a caught thief, Fang Yan turned around and gave Luo Qiao a reluctant smile, but he kept his little hand on Fang Yan's forehead.

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"You have a fever?"

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Luo Qiao frowned and said, then quickly got up and walked to the place where the medicine was usually placed. After taking out a bottle of antipyretic medicine, she walked back with a cup of hot water, "Take the medicine first."

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"I don't have a fever." Fang Yan muttered, feeling that his head was dizzy, and when he thought about it, he didn't seem to have been sick for many years...

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"Dear, take the medicine first, then lie on the bed, sleep and wake up tomorrow..." Luo Qiao kept stroking, then handed the medicine to Fang Yan's hand, and put the water glass to his mouth .

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"I really don't have a fever..." Fang Yan muttered, but he still took the medicine and drank all the warm water in one breath.

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"Go to bed first." Luo Qiao put the already confused dialect back on the bed, and said softly,

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"I really don't have a fever!" Fang Yan pouted and muttered dissatisfiedly, but he couldn't resist the drowsy feeling in his head, and finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

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"Huh..."

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Luo Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully checked the quilt covered by the dialect, but he couldn't sleep against the head of the bed.

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"I don't have a fever, water..."

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in the morning,

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When Fang Yan woke up again, he only felt wet all over. He shook his head slightly, and after shaking out the sleepy aura in his head, he got up and got out of bed and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

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"Awake?" asked Luo Qiao, who was sitting in the living room, and then came up to help him.

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"It's not a big problem, it's almost all right now." Fang Yan smiled, then waved his hand, walked to the bathroom, closed the door and leaned directly against the door, gasping for breath.

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Yesterday's fever made him feel like he was about to die, the feeling that he might not be able to fall asleep, and this nightmare, which came again after more than 20 years, made him completely break away from his usual comfortable and comfortable life. came out.

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The side effect of delaying time travel was finally reflected in him...

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But the first question that came to his mind was not what he would be like in the future, but whether Luo Qiao had discovered anything from it, you must know that she was the one who knew her physical condition best.

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No time to think about it, Dialect turned on the shower head, took off his clothes and stood in, feeling the warm water slowly diluting the drowsy feeling, then put on the clothes that Luo Qiao had prepared and walked out.

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"Eat some food first, drink some porridge." Luo Qiao brought out the just warm porridge from the kitchen, then greeted Dialect and sat on the table, watching him take a bite as if he was preoccupied with propping himself up chin.

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"Luo Qiao, last night..." As if unable to bear this different warm morning, Dialect asked awkwardly, "What happened to me last night?"

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"It's good when the fever is gone." Luo Qiao stretched out her small hand and touched Dialect's forehead, then patted her chest with a lingering fear, and rolled her eyes at Dialect, "Last night, you almost scared me to death, you had a fever, so bad I haven't slept all night."

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"Why do I have a fever?" Dialect asked suspiciously. He knew that he had to speak first, and he couldn't wait for Luo Qiao to ask first.

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"Well, it's probably between 38.7 and 39.1 degrees." Luo Joe replied.

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"Why do I have a fever, this shouldn't be..." Dialect asked with a frown, even though he knew why.

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"I don't know very well, it may be the ecological environment of the alien planet, or it may be you who just woke us up, and then went to infect the virus and made a blood vessel bridging with me." Luo Qiao replied after thinking for a while, then smiled slightly. Laughing, "It's okay, we'll go for a physical examination in two days, and we'll almost know why."

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"Yeah!" Huai wore something on his mind, and Fang Yan nodded, then looked at Luo Qiao inadvertently, but didn't notice anything strange from above.

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"Let's do this for now. I'll take a leave of absence today to take care of you. Now go out to buy some food, what do you want to eat?" Luo Qiao laughed, then stood up and walked over to Fang Yan and kissed his forehead.

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"Calm down." Dialect replied with a smile, watching Luo Qiao walk out the door, and then watching the door close again, he was greatly relieved.

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But he didn't know that a woman's heart is more delicate than he imagined...

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……

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"Luo Qiao, why did you call me out?"

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On the People's Square, Li Jie, who was wearing a mask, asked Luo Qiao, who was also wearing a mask, like a secret agent, "I still have important work on my hands. If something happens, just let me know with your watch. , making it the same as the spies connection now."

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"Come with me, I have something to ask you, it won't take too long." Luo Qiao glanced around, then said to Li Jie, and asked another question while walking, "No one was there when I came out. Notice?"

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"My wife is the one who usually pays attention to me. If you ask her to call me, no one will pay attention to me." Li Jie smiled, then frowned, "What the **** is going on, the more you look at me, the more confused I get. "

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"My husband, Dialect, I want to ask you something." Luo Qiao turned her head and looked into Li Jie's eyes and asked.

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"Uh..." After a short pause, Li Jie seemed a little flustered, his eyes dodged a little, but he still pretended to be ignorant and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

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It seems that my previous thinking is completely correct. As Li Jie, who is most familiar with the dialect, this friend who has the highest IQ and is also the dean of the scientific research institute~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When I saw Li Jie's eyes dodging Luo Qiao knew that the two of them must be hiding something from him, but one could not tell by his acting skills, and the other's thoughts were completely written on his face.

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"Sit first, let's talk slowly." Luo Qiao said, then put the bag in his hand aside, took off his mask, looked at Li Jie, and looked directly at him under the white snow dancing.

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pressure!

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Li Jie clearly saw this kind of thing in Luo Qiao's eyes, his eyes wandered again, and then he said, "If it's not something important, can I go back first, I still have something important in my hands. Work."

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"Your acting skills are not as good as dialects. Your expression has already told me everything." Luo Qiao smiled and said, "Li Jie, you have been friends for so many years, you still want to hide the dialect from me?"

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"I'm hiding something, no?"

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Li Jie pretended to be confused, but Luo Qiao shook his head involuntarily, thought about it, and then exhaled, "Dialect's body is aging or degrading now, he had a fever last night... ”) Download Free Reader!!