In the room, Mu Jianping was still working hard. When he saw me coming in, he kept his hands on his hands and asked, "Brother Wei, what are you and Sister Rong talking about? It's so lively." I smiled and said, "Sister Rong is praising you so hard in front of me."
Mu Jianping said happily: "Really? What do you praise me for?" I said: "I praise you for being beautiful, sensible, and kind-hearted. You are especially suitable to be my little wife." Mu Jianping naturally heard that I was joking, and said angrily: "Brother Wei, you are making fun of me again, I won't come. Sister Rong and Sister Fang Yi are the most beautiful."
I walked to her side and saw that more than half of the wound had been stitched up, and the stitches were densely packed. I'm afraid it was no worse than Xiaolian's craftsmanship. His eyes slowly swept over Fang Yi's body, admiring it to his heart's content.
Mu Jianping saw that I was silent for a long time and asked: "Brother Wei, what are you thinking about?" I quickly came to my senses and said: "There are some things I don't understand." Mu Jianping asked: "What don't you understand?...
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