The waiter bowed in a hurry: "Qi Yu sweats a lot, and his wife vomits in the morning. This time has been much better, and the doctor has rushed over, and is in the inner room to diagnose the wife's pulse."

"Why can't you vomit more than a good lady? It must be that you **** bitch doesn't serve you with all your heart!" Mu Yuante said coldly, he was born burly and fierce, and his face was so horrifying. .

The waiter's knees softened, and he fell to the ground with a bang. He kept hoeing like a pounding garlic, crying and crying, "The slaves are not good at serving! Please forgive your sins! Forgive slaves!"

"Who is crying outside? Don't be afraid to disturb your wife!" The main hall of Jiajiyuan stepped out of a high-ranking maid who usually waited for Lu Minglan, and the maidservant saw Mu Yuante immediately, and then she was very busy. After meeting, he bowed down and said, "I don't know if the sweat is sweating out, but I didn't speak for a while, but I also ask the sweat to forgive me!"

Mu Yuante ignored this, and as he walked inside, he asked the high-ranking maid: "How is the wife now?"

"Congratulations on sweating!" The high-level maid was too busy to get up from the ground, followed Mu Yuante with a smile, "Mrs. has been pregnant for a month!"

Mu Yuant paused, and the whole man was still in place, only to return to God after a while, and turned a little uncertainly to ask the waiter: "What did you just say?"

"Concubine congratulations on sweating! Madam is happy!" Said the high-ranking maid, busy again. "His doctor had just diagnosed his wife. Now the concubine is preparing a prescription for the abortion of his wife! Congratulations on sweating!"

Mu Yuante was so happy, he was so happy that he didn't know how to put his hands, but he couldn't keep his mouth and said, "Okay! Good! Great!"

The high-ranking maid was busy: "Sweaty, go in and look at Madam. Madam has vomited for a long time, but she is still alive."

"Hurry up and let the royal dining room prepare delicious meals, pick up the wife's usual favorite, and go!" Mu Yuante busy, rubbing his hands, stepped into the main hall, first went to the side hall and wiped his face again. Entering the dorm lightly, he whispered, "Laner?"

Lu Minglan is so clean, the Jiayuan has always been spotless, and even with Mu Yuante, he has to clean it up every time he comes in, but Mu Yuante is an authentic Beidi man. Where is he used to washing? However, after Lu Minglan was cold a few times and he was not allowed to enter the door, he never dared to provoke Lu Minglan anymore. After years of coming down, he developed the habit of entering the door rather than washing his face and washing his hands.

Lu Minglan was lying on the carved bed, his face was a little pale, listening to Mu Yuante's voice, frowning slightly, turning over, facing the bed, and seeing how unwilling to deal with Mu Yuante.

Mu Yuante was not troubled. He sat on the edge of the bed with a smile and reached out and gently rubbed Lu Minglan's shoulders. Now Lu Minglan has a backache. He only thinks that he is too much, while Zhang Luo In order to supplement Lu Minglan, there were a few less trips to Jiaqiyuan, but there was another reason for not wanting to.

"Laner," Mu Yuante rubbed his back for Lu Minglan, and brought him together. The others were tall and big, so lying down was almost like a small hill. He didn't dare to press Lu Minglan. It was just so lying down, sniffing the fragrance of Lu Minglan, Mu Yuante was laughing and blooming, "Laner, don't ignore me."

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