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Chapter 373

As he spoke, Murong Xuanzang looked at Tang Mian with admiration in his eyes.

Tang Mian smiled: "It's not as powerful as you think, it's just easier."

As she spoke, her slender and round fingertips landed on Murong Xuanzao's wrist, feeling it quietly.

The morning sunlight came in from outside, refracted into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and coincidentally fell on Tang Mian.

Under the warm yellow sunshine, her unpainted face became more delicate, and her whole body was covered with a thin layer of light.

Murong Xuanzhuo's eyes flashed with surprise, but it quickly disappeared.

"My blood pressure is a bit low and I have an anemic constitution. In many cases, I am prone to dizziness and dark eyes, and may even faint unexpectedly." Tang Mian retracted his hand and frowned lightly.

She really didn't expect that Murong Xuanzhuo's body would be in this kind of condition.

"This is indeed an old problem of yours, and therefore you need more rest and attention."

Upon hearing this, Murong Xuanzhuo raised his head seriously and obediently: "I know, Mr. Tang."

Tang Yanqing's figure flashed before Tang Mian's eyes again.

Tang Yanqing was also like this, her health was a bit bad, and Murong Xuanzao in front of her, both in body shape and personality, was just like Tang Yanqing. She was so clean that she didn't know much about the world, but she was extremely protective of her sister.

Thinking of Tang Yanqing, Tang Mian's heart softened even more.

She said to Murong Xunzhuo: "You need to take a good rest, but it is obviously impossible now. How about this, I will give you acupuncture. It will still have a great effect in a short time."

"As for you, take advantage of this period of time and go to the hospital for recuperation during your free time."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Tang."

Murong Xuanzhuo stood up and thanked Tang Mian.

Tang Mian waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it, and tapped the large sofa in front of him with his fingertips: "This is a sofa bed that can be put down. You can do it, then take off your shirt and lie down on it."

With that said, Tang Mian stood up and walked to one side.

When she reached the east wall, she gently swung the painting on it. After a while, the original wall bulged outward.

Tang Mian reached out and took out the contents.

It's her acupuncture bag.

Normally she would not use these things.

Just as Tang Mian was walking back with his things, the doorbell rang again.

Tang Mian raised his eyebrows slightly and waved his hand lightly on the wall. Soon, the sensor device was activated, and the surveillance screen at the door also appeared on the wall on the side.

Zhang Ma?

Tang Mian was a little surprised when he saw the person coming, but he still went to the entrance.

When he opened the door, Tang Mian looked at Fu Liangyuan and Zhang Ma standing outside the door, raised his eyebrows, but stepped aside: "Zhang Ma, come in."

Fu Liangyuan came in uninvited.

He strode into the entrance hall, and just as his eyes swept over the paintings on the wall, he heard a reserved male voice: "Mr. Tang, I'm done taking off my clothes."

Fu Liangyuan's face turned serious.

He followed the sound and saw Murong Xuanzao sitting in front of the sofa at a glance, and Murong Xuanzao's shirt had been completely taken off and put aside.

At this time, Murong Xuanzhuo looked a little shy and a little reserved...

Just like a flower in bud, waiting to be picked!

Fu Liangyuan's hands that were hanging by his side suddenly clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed. He unconsciously took two steps forward, and a crazy voice sounded in his mind!

Pinch him!

Throw him out of the villa!

He must not be allowed to stay here!

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