Coming of the Villain Boss!

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Everyone was gone, there was no hilarity to watch, things were going on, Mingshu was holding dim sum to withdraw.

Qingchen appeared in front of her without any warning, and the strange fragrance came.

A big man smells like this. Do you want to make a face?

Mingshu subconsciously hugs the snack, shrinks back, staring at a flower butterfly with caution, "Why?"

Suddenly come out, want to grab my snack?

Qing Chen was funny, "Why are you like that little beast?"

Mingshu wanted to refute anything, but she swallowed back to her mouth, "Don't stop the road if you're fine."

Qing Chen turned to the side to make room for Mingshu, "Girl Weaver, I can help you a lot today, don't you really think about treating me?"

"I didn't ask you again." She could handle it herself, who let him jump out suddenly, blocking me from acting.

"No matter what, the result is that I helped you not?" Qing Chen shamelessly took credit to himself.

Mingshu glanced at him, rarely refuting.

Because Qing Chen is talking about facts.

Mingshu doesn't like to owe humanity, even if the humanity is not what she wanted, but the other party gave it.

but……

She really didn't want to treat the flowers and butterflies robbing her snacks.

Ming Shu said nothing and went forward.

Qing Chen grinded her teeth, endured the urge to collapse, and caught up with Mingshu.

"Girl Soul Weaver, why are you willing to see me?" Qing Chen grabbed Mingshu, "Is it so difficult to see a sick?"

He just wanted to see a sickness.

It's that simple! !

"How on earth are you willing to let me go? There are so many doctors in this world. Is it difficult for you to find a new one?" Mingshu pulled his clothes back.

Qingchen continued to hold, "but only you can cure my illness."

Mingshu dragged him back, "What's wrong?"

"lovesickness."

"..."

Qingchen blurted out, and at the end he was wrong, but he said everything. He could only squeeze out a smile and forcefully calmly said: "So this disease can only be cured by the girl weaver."

After chasing her, are you afraid she won't cure herself?

Laozi is really a genius!

"You should go back and wait for death." Ming Shu carried his clothes and left.

Acacia sick your uncle!

He wanted to die, right?

Clean up: "..."

There is a saying that MMP doesn't know what to say, not to speak properly.

Qing Chen adjusted her emotions, revealing a signature charm smile, "Does the Soul Weaver want to be ungrateful?"

forget! Yep! negative! Righteous!

Mingshu wanted to blame him for being ungrateful.

Mingshu slammed two snacks into his mouth, "It's okay for you to treat the disease. After being cured, you will not be allowed to appear in front of me again.

"Okay." Qing Chen smiled and agreed.

Do you think I want to see you?

If it were not for this task, he would have strangled her.

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Mingshu took out the tools that were about to fall into dust and sat in the yard in a decent way.

Qing Chen was sitting opposite her, the strangeness of the aura between the two, no one broke the silence, as if to laugh longer than anyone.

Huixue stood aside, looked at her lady for a while, and then looked at the dust.

What are you doing?

Does it smile better than anyone?

Needless to say, the lady must be pretty!

"Girl weaving soul." Qing Chen couldn't help breaking the silence, and then laughed, his face stiffened, "Go."

He has to be generous with what he thinks about snake essence.

Hearing the words, Mingshu then drew out a candied stuffed mouth from the small cloth bag next to him, and put a domineering sleeve over his hand, and motioned Qingchen to take it over.

Qing Chen suddenly felt a little nervous, and put her hand carefully.

Mingshu's hands are warm, and she feels the same.

She was covered with light, and her figure was hazy and blurred.

The breeze passed through the courtyard and the green branches fluttered.

Qing Chen shook God slightly.

The inch of skin pressed by her became hot, and the coagulated blood began to circulate.

The temperature quickly disappeared, and Qing Chen looked up at the woman opposite. The woman smiled slightly and asked, "What do you think is wrong with you?"

Qing Chen: "..." Who is the patient?

A doctor asked the patient what do you think he was sick? !

Have it! !

If he wants to know what is wrong with him, why would he need a doctor?

Is there any professional ethics! !

"Family inheritance."

His father had never lived twenty-six years, and he was only five years old that year. He watched him die in front of him, and now he still seems to see his pain.

I heard that his grandfather also died at the age of 26, so there is an unwritten rule in his family, he must be married in adulthood to ensure the inheritance of blood.

However, he felt that such pain should continue for the next generation and should not exist, so he violated the rules and had never been married.

"What's the opinion of Zhiwei Girl?" He didn't look down on this disease, but most said he was not saved.

"Nothing high." Mingshu propped his chin. "You probably got poisoned."

Qingchen almost blew out salt and water to kill Mingshu, firmly believe that so many years of family inheritance, it was just poisoning? Probably, can it be reliable?

Isn’t this a quack? Or does she want to take the opportunity to kill herself?

"What poison?" He wanted to see what she could tell.

Mingshu grinned, "I don't know."

puff--

Don't stop Lao Tzu, I will strangle this snake sperm.

"Girl Zhiwei!!" Qing Chen almost gritted her teeth. After a moment, she loosened her teeth and grinned unintentionally: "It seems Girl Zhizhi wants to see me, won't she like me?"

"I don't like it." Ming Shu returned with a brighter smile. "After all, your delicate body and bone may not stand the toss."

The dusty hairs all stood up, the police were sacked, and an old driver was driving here.

Qingchen tried to suppress the violent mood of Mao Mao, "I am really poisoned?"

The family inheritance for several lifetimes suddenly became poisoned, feeling that his people were all alive.

What other poison is this, so powerful, passed down from generation to generation, thinking that he is a family heirloom?

"probably."

Qing Chen stared at Ming Shu for a few seconds, suddenly stood up, supported the table, leaned close to Ming Shu, "Can you cure?"

"Maybe." Not sure.

I am also the first time to be a magician. The business is still unskilled. It is understandable that there is something wrong.

A patient asked the doctor what disease I had.

The doctor said you probably got poisoned.

Patient endure.

The patient asked the doctor again if my illness could be cured.

Then the doctor may answer casually.

Maybe it can be... right?

Ever thought about the psychological shadow of patients? What is the duty of a doctor?

MMP met a quack.

Qing Chenwu pondered over there for a while, patting the table and saying: "Govern."

He has no choice but to govern.

"Take care of the rule, what table do you shoot." Mingshu took the preserved bag in his hand and almost took all my snacks. "Don't be too excited, you will die."

You will die!

Qing Chen calmly withdrew his hand and restored the beauty of the flower and butterfly old bustard, "When will we start treating?"

Strangle this quack doctor if you can't cure it.

Mingshu looked up at the sky, "A few days later."

"Why?" What are you doing?

Mingshu just looked at him with a smile, holding the snack and got up and left.

A colorful ball of rice dumplings fell out of her sleeves. The rice dumplings rolled around on the ground a few times. The furry pushes the fried egg to leave Mingshu, seemingly protesting.

"..." let him die.