I, Luo Jinse, a descendant of a family of ancient doctors in the 23rd century, unfortunately choked to death just because I was leisurely eating grapes on a recliner, and I traveled to this fictional era.
I have space in my hands, I have medicine and poison, but some people can't stand me? Or even slander me again and again? I am the third daughter of the Luo family in Yueqing. I have been doted on since childhood. She is low-key, harmonious, and most of all, kind to others. So I will give him a few newly developed beauty smiles as a gift in return. Oh, remember to record the poisonous hair data by the way.
"Xiao Jin'er, you are naughty again."
The corners of Xiao Huanian's lips were slightly raised, high and slow, with a nice curve. He stepped forward and gently stroked Luo Jinse's flowing hair, and said softly
"Didn't I agree that from now on I can just ask my husband to do such things? But I can't dirty Xiao Jin'er's hands."
There are fifty strings of Jinse for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years.
Xiao Jin'er, I still remember the time when you looked back and smiled, with a charming smile. I wish I was like a star, like the moon, and the light shines brightly every night.
In the Xiao Huanian year, I would like to wear three thousand hairpins and black hair for you, and wait for you to marry me when you return.
