Huangfu Yanzhi's proud face suddenly cracked again. He raised his eyebrows and looked at An Xibi: "Madam, what do you call me husband?"
"Master!" An Xici looked at him seriously: "I think if I call you master, will you teach me more diligently? Look, you worked hard all night last night, you are a sick boy
Everything is fine, but I am so tired that my back hurts. It must be because you are not teaching seriously. From now on, I will call you master, and you must teach me seriously and stop hiding your secrets."
Huangfuyan's liver ached after being yelled at by her master every time, and what's more, he's such a sick boy?
Huangfuyan directly pulled An Xiju into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Xi'er, do you want to see the strength of this sick man like your husband again?"
An Xibi: "..."
Huangfu Yan continued to be cheeky: "Didn't Xi'er say that the husband's teachings are not dedicated? Then we can only know if the husband is dedicated by doing more experiments, right?"
An Xibi: "..."
She really doesn't like verbal disputes.
An Xishui stood up proudly and ignored the black-hearted wolf with a gentle and kind appearance.
Today, An Xishu was too lazy to move. He ordered Lan'er to prepare lunch, and he lazily leaned on the soft couch with his eyes closed to rest.
After a while, he saw Huangfuyan coming back from outside, holding a delicate small box in his hand.
When he walked to An Xici, he picked her up and walked to the bed.
An Xici said: "What are you doing? I was just about to eat, and I'm starving."
Huangfuyan put An Xijie on the bed, lifted up her skirt, and took off her panties. Although he had only done this once, he was extremely skilled at it.
An Xici was about to stretch out her foot to kick him, but he was so crazy in broad daylight! But Huangfuyan dodged him and said warmly: "Don't make trouble, I got some medicine from Wuhen and put it on you, otherwise
It’s going to be swollen.”
An Xibi finally felt a little uncomfortable: "I'll do it myself."
Although he was used to Huangfuyan's touch, such a touch was still somewhat instinctively embarrassing.
Huangfuyan raised his lips and smiled softly: "It turns out that my Xi'er is also shy."
An Xibi silently looked up at the gauze curtain. She was really not shy, but was it really okay to do this in broad daylight?
Huangfuyan carefully applied the ointment on her with his fingers. It had to be said that Ji Wuhen's stuff was really good. It was refreshing and cooling when applied, and the burning tingling sensation was instantly relieved.
At this moment, the little pig woke up from a hangover and came to An Xixi for a meal as usual. As soon as he entered the door, he saw such a strange scene. He chirped twice to tell An Xixi that he was hungry, and then he planned to jump on the bed.
He dragged An Xijie to have lunch with him, but Huangfuyan fixed him in front of the bed with a sharp look, hesitating whether to move forward or not.
At the moment when it hesitated, Huangfu Yan quickly put down the ointment, picked up the piggy's tail, and threw it outside with a "swish".
Huangfu Yan showed no mercy at all. The poor little pig was thrown directly to the marble floor outside, nose first, causing a bright red nosebleed, which looked particularly bright on the silver-white fur.
The pig couldn't bear it, uh, no, the spirit fox couldn't bear it. The little pig howled twice and planned to run back to Huangfuyan to fight for his life, but before he could get up, he felt Huangfuyan's cold eyes.
After paddling over again, it barked twice, and finally jumped out with its neck curled up and its nose covered with its two little paws.
The male protagonist Yin’s eyes are scary, isn’t it?