Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Jiang Yucheng's tall and slender figure sat beside Sylvia Lin, his eyes fell on her charming and charming face, and he raised his hand.

After a while, Sylvia Lin lazily stopped Jiang Yucheng, "Enough, don't press anymore."

Jiang Yucheng withdrew his hand, "You are not allowed to drink in the future."

Sylvia Lin opened his eyes, leaned on the sofa, and looked up at Jiang Yucheng, "Are you telling me not to drink? You're not mine."

Sylvia Lin sneered coldly, not taking Jiang Yucheng's words to heart.

In this life, except for Lu Wanchu's words, she would listen, and she could listen to no one's words.

"Can you say that again?!"

Jiang Yucheng narrowed his eyes, very dangerous.

The drunk Sylvia was not afraid, but leaned forward, "You threaten me! Say it 100 times, you are not mine."

As soon as the words fell, a shadow came over her face, Sylvia Lin's eyes went black, her lips were pasted, her eyes widened, and she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

Jiang Yucheng looked down at Sylvia Lin and tickled coldly, "It wasn't before, it is now, from this moment on, I'm your man!"

Sylvia Lin "..."

Who gave you face, stinky man!

Beilin Villa District.

Lu Wanchu returned home and went straight to his sister Lu Qianle's room.

Lu Qianle just took the medicine and lay on the bed to rest.

"Sister, you are back."

Seeing Lu Wanchu enter the room, Lu Qianle smiled and looked pale.

Lu Wanchu sat beside her, stretched out her hand to take Lu Qianle's pulse, and frowned slightly.

"feelling better?"

Lu Qianle blushed and nodded, "I feel better after taking the medicine."

"I told you to be greedy and eat your stomach!"

Lu Wanchu shook his head and laughed, stretched out his hand and flicked Lu Qianle's little head, stretched out his hand and rubbed Lu Qianle's stomach, and input some spiritual power to make Lu Qianle feel better.

"Sister, don't dare again next time."

Lu Qianle stretched out her hand to hold Lu Wanchu's hand, and shook her coquettishly, "Sister, you are so kind."

Lu Wanchu smiled lightly, with a charming and charming smile, "Poor mouth, take a rest."

Seeing that Lu Qianle's face became rosy, Lu Wanchu finally retracted his hand.

Lu Qianle nodded, said good night, and closed her eyes to rest.

Lu Wanchu sat in front of Lu Qianle's bed for a while before walking towards the room.

Entering the room, Lu Wanchu put a pill in the bathtub and let the pill melt in the water.

This is a pill she specially refined for herself. This body is still a little weak after several months of recuperation, so every time she takes a bath, she will put a specially refined pill in the bathtub, which can make the body soothe. stand up.

After taking a bath, Lu Wanchu put on her pajamas and watered the phoenix grass in front of the windowsill. Then she lay on the bed and picked up the medical book Fu Yixing gave her to read. Before she knew it, her eyes became dark and dark. I don't know what to think.

Lu Wanchu was thinking about Fu Yixing, no, it should be said that she was thinking about his illness.

She wants to cure Fu Yixing, but his disease does not mean that it can be cured.

The previous prescription could no longer be used, and he had to think of a better one so that Fu Yixing would not relapse at all.

And his curse, what about her?

Fu Yixing, how can I make you feel better, so that you will no longer suffer.

Lu Wanchu knew that Fu Yixing had a curse, but she didn't know what the final result of the curse would be. She only thought that the curse brought pain, and she didn't know that Fu Yixing would not live to be thirty years old.

Fu Yixing was also unwilling to let her know all this.