The Consort is Sick, We Must Pamper Her

"It's all men, not tigers or beasts." Chu Yue didn't have a good air.

"It's not a tiger or a beast? Then you were scared like that just now!" The monk saw that she had no sense of self-safety at all, and he froze.

"I put on makeup, and they didn't know that I was a woman, and I had someone to go with, not by myself." Chu Yue said.

But the monk did not buy it: "Who did you go with?"

"I don't know the name of a second-generation ancestor. I called him Kunpeng. I met at the Ice Sculpture Festival." Chu Yue said.

"If you don't even know the name, you dare to go to the casino with him!" The monk stared at her.

Although it's dark, Chu Yue can still feel his eyes are angry.

"Although he is a dude, but his eyes are not bad, his eyes are clear and his temperament is refreshing, otherwise I can go with him? The family is too rich, and there is nothing to work hard on, so I just lived with it." (Chu Yue) Seeing that he was worried about himself, he softened his voice, and brought envy in the end.

Some people have a starting point when they are born, which is an end that they will never catch up with for a lifetime.

She estimated that Kunpeng's little brother was either rich or expensive, and most people really couldn't raise such a second generation ancestor who didn't treat money as money, and that kind of temperament could not be imitated.

The monk sneered: "He will be busy soon!"

"How do you know that you know him?" Chu Yue said after hearing this.

"I don't know." The monk snorted coldly.

"Master, concubine miss you, do you think of concubine." Suddenly, the voice of Chu Yue softened.

The monk didn't want to care about her, but he couldn't bear it, so he could only say: "If you are affectionate, would I be here?"

"Does the master want to be a concubine?" Chu Yue Judo.

In the first half an hour of coaxing her with anger, there was not much left. Later, she rose again, but she was acted like a baby and dropped a lot. This will see her so well-behaved. A trace of anger was also put out completely.

The monk didn't speak, and he held the little woman. He hadn't seen her for a long time. He really missed her.

After such a long journey, even if he had a superior physique, it would be tiring, but at this time he held this little woman, his heart was happy, and he soon fell asleep.

The father-in-law outside just waited and waited. He estimated that the master and son-in-law would soon exhale, but after waiting for half an hour, an hour, and an hour and a half, he didn't wait for anyone.

He would understand that this is impossible to get out.

The father-in-law Feng couldn't figure it out, and if this happened, the master son was still willing to stay? What did the widow use?

In fact, I didn’t go to bed until the end of the morning, but early in the morning, the monk came out of the room and explained to the father-in-law: "Prepare the carriage."

Father Feng didn't dare to ask anything, so he hurried to prepare the carriage. Soon the carriage was ready, and he saw the master's ten thousand golden body, unexpectedly carried the widow out and got into the carriage directly!

Father Feng, whose eyes were about to come out, greeted Eagle Avenue quickly: "Send Master home quickly."

Yingda drove back in a carriage, and Feng Gonggong stayed behind and hired a carriage with Hupo.

Hupo kept asking: "Is my lady sick? Is it serious?"

"I don't know if it's serious or not, I only know that your lady has taken great luck." Feng Gonggong said lightly.

Hupo recites Amitabha: "Yes, thank you very much, the maidservant slept too dead last night, I don’t know if the lady was uncomfortable when she got up this morning, she ran away and called me to grab the medicine. The master came across while traveling abroad."

Father-in-law: "...Let's take your young lady out later."

"I know." Hupo is also very scared, and she will definitely not let her lady's weather come out in the future.

Chu Yue was ‘forced’ to catch a cold and had to go back early and said: "I haven’t had time to tell my concubine Kunpeng alone."

The monk had a black face.

"Master, are you jealous?" Chu Yue just watched him.

The monk hummed, turned his head, Chu Yue sighed softly: "Master, don't think about it. With such an identity as a concubine, you are the only master who do not dislike your concubine."

The monk said that you only know what, and then frowned and snorted, who dares to look down on the woman he fancyed!

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