Chapter 1019: The Second Master's Evening Festival is not guaranteed

Jialan was about to go crazy, and couldn't help but say angrily, "What are you talking about!" ”

Hua Sheng was also annoyed by his grinding and chirping, so he glared at him, "Human words." ”

“……”

Jialan lost her temper and was silent for a long time.

Hua Sheng said: "May I ask the second master, do you have any questions?" ”

"Yes! Of course! Men and women don't kiss, you don't marry, I don't marry! What is the system of being under the same roof all day, and no girl has ever come in my room! Jialan's pale cheeks flushed slightly, and she glanced away.

"Isn't that there? Anyway, if you say you don't have a sweetheart, I'm even more taboo-minded. I'm just a fake identity. ”

Jialan was speechless, this girl is really sharp-toothed, he usually speaks enough to choke people, but he didn't expect to be choked today.

Hua Sheng couldn't bear to look at him directly: "You are almost thirty years old, why do you still look like an innocent young man, I don't care, why are you still so reasonable, hypocritical." ”

Jialan is still in her lifetime, and she is being said to be hypocritical for the first time.

He was dissatisfied, "How can I be hypocritical, I am for your good, what is the matter with a big girl's family surrounding me all day long, if someone goes out to gossip...... I don't like to hear it. ”

Hua Sheng glanced at him, "You have to know your identity now, you are the big burden of the Shadowless Palace, everyone is very busy, no one wants to take care of you, you don't want to make trouble for others, be honest, do you hear it!" ”

When Jia Lan boarded, he was silent.

Thinking of him, the second palace master of the Shadowless Palace, the terrifying killer Jialan in Kyushu, has played eagles all his life, and now he is pecked in the eyes by the little house sparrow. A lifetime of fame, ruined.

It's gratifying, it's good to hear.

Huasheng is very busy every day, decocting medicines, changing medicines, feeding medicines, and washing clothes and cooking, not only does he not feel tired, but he also enjoys it.

Jialan is like an angry little daughter-in-law, holding the quilt all day long and wanting to cry without tears, but he doesn't dare to cry or speak.

Especially when it was time to change the dressing on his wound, he desperately pulled the quilt and tried to defend his broken evening.

"Sheng'er, listen to me, I'm much better, just come by yourself...... Don't bother to do it yourself. ”

Hua Sheng's eyes lit up, and he also learned Mu Zisu's skin and laughter, and coaxed him softly, "Uncle, you are good, otherwise you won't have to eat tonight." ”

Heroes and heroes also have to bend their waists for five buckets of rice.

Jialan sat on the bed with a red face and red ears, her head buried deep in the quilt, and the roots of her ears were red. Especially when Hua Sheng's soft little hands touched his chest and abdomen, Jialan's whole body was like electricity, and her hair stood on end and trembled.

That day, when Huasheng came back with his dried clothes, he saw Jialan rolling off the bed again.

She stepped forward quickly and said angrily: "What's the matter with you, it's not for you to stay honest, my kung fu to collect clothes is messing around." ”

"Where's Xiaoshi?"

"I went out to drink with a few disciples."

Jialan propped herself up and gritted her teeth, "This kid, I usually take him with me a lot, but now that I'm injured, I still have the leisure to spend all day drinking," he was heartbroken, "I have seen people's hearts for a long time!" ”

"Nonsense, are you still wandering around in front of your couch every day, and people have their own lives. What do you want to do, tell me. ”

Jialan shook her head like a rattle, "It's okay, I'm fine." ”

"Why are you so grinding, say it quickly!"