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Chapter 87 He Don't Have To Endure To Get Acne Anymore?

Chu Yu nodded, she knew that her physical condition should be good recently, or wasn't her training in vain?

Fourth Master looked at Dr. Wang, who nodded gently and firmly.

After receiving such an answer, the happiest person was the Fourth Master.

Her body is well.

She can give him a baby brother.

Finally, he no longer has to endure acne!

He asked Su to accompany Sheng Haosheng to send Doctor Wang off, and he sat down to eat.

This meal is all about harmony.

After the two of them had eaten, Chu Yu took Fourth Master out to eat.

But as soon as she went out, she saw the swing, so she stopped leaving. She asked someone to spread it with a blanket, and sat on the swing bed. She patted the edge and motioned for the fourth master to come and sit too.

He also sat down and it was indeed very comfortable.

The breeze blew gently, and Chu Yu leaned into Fourth Master's arms and said, "This is simply the pinnacle of life."

"Huh?" Fourth Master didn't understand what he meant.

"Hey." She didn't explain, she moved her position and rested her head on his body. She closed her eyes to rest her mind, and the corners of her lips curled up uncontrollably.

This was what Zaoer saw when she came back from getting tea. The fourth master, who was usually cold and aloof, looked at the person lying on his lap with a gentle expression.

Behind is a lush fruit tree and a swing set on the green grass.

The handsome man and beautiful woman seemed to be a couple who strayed into the mortal world. At this time, she couldn't bear to give tea for fear of disturbing the beautiful scenery.

"Ah! There are bugs!" Chu Yu's voice ruined the beautiful atmosphere.

Da! He stood up and crushed the bug to death with a strong kick. He patted his chest as if to comfort himself. He turned back and grinned at the fourth master.

Fourth Master: "..."

Originally, he was ready to be a hero and save the beauty, waiting for her to throw herself into his arms, and then solve this small problem for her, but now he was shocked by her series of reactions.

Of course, not only the fourth master, but also the servants around him were stunned.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zaoer: What did I see? Is this her good-looking master just now who looked like otherworldly fireworks? Can her master be a quiet and beautiful woman?

Of course...no!

Because Chu Yu found a lot of bugs again, he kept shouting: "Why are there so many bugs? Look, there are more!" While stepping on them, he made a sound of "Hey! Yeah!"

The Fourth Master's eyelids twitched as he watched.

She trampled one after another to death.

Sure enough, this romantic thing doesn't last long. No matter how beautiful the dream you create, the reality is just like bugs, they will always come out to disgust you, and they can't kill them all.

Immediately afterwards, the fourth master took Chu Yu into the house to change his shoes. She didn't care at all. He couldn't stand the bugs that his Fujin stepped on.

Most of the slaves were left here to remove insects, and the two of them changed their shoes and went for a walk in the garden.

"Come and see." She then took Fourth Master to visit her barbecue grill, as if he was a guest in this house, and she was very happy to see him.

During dinner in the evening, Chu Yu let Fourth Master have barbecue, but she didn't dare to give him too much.

The fourth master was still not satisfied after eating, and suddenly he understood why those annoying people kept wanting to come to the house.

After Chu Yu's dinner, there was a scheduled yoga time. After the fourth master finished handling things, he walked around her study. When she looked up, she saw his dark painting. Well, she had better hang it up.

Dubu came to the table and saw that she had copied most of the Buddhist scriptures. Her expression became distorted. Couldn't this be given to Eniang?

It was difficult for her to have this ugly and unique handwriting. Throughout the ages, it is estimated that no one could imitate her handwriting.

Then I saw a smaller notebook. I thought it was a storybook, so I picked it up and flipped through it.

Huh? It’s actually written in hard pen.

So crazy? This word is flying in the air, not restricted by rules and regulations, and has a sense of tension.

It can be seen that the person writing is sharp and will not hold back.

The Fourth Master looked at it for a long time. The contrast between this and his usually restrained and orderly words was so obvious that he felt a little lost in thought as he looked at it.

I think his handwriting in the early years was a bit sharp. Looking at these years, what made him hold back his edge?

When Chu Yu came out of the bath, she saw the Fourth Master looking at her handwriting in fascination.

So he stretched out his hand and patted his left shoulder, and nimbly hid on the right side. The fourth master didn't even look at it, and just hugged her in his arms on the right side.

Seeing that the prank failed, he pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "How did you know I'm here?"

He smiled, "I guessed it."

After all, he has been on the battlefield, doesn't he have this kind of sensitivity?

The delicate fragrance on her body kept getting into his nose, and the fourth master became a little absent-minded while holding her.

He couldn't help but pinch her arm lightly.

Chu Yu didn't notice anything unusual about him. He stretched out a hand to pick up the notebook on the table and said, "I'm reading my handwriting."

Fourth Master vaguely guessed it, but still wanted to confirm, "Is this written by Yu'er?"

"Yeah." She nodded casually.

"You wrote this too?" He pointed to the Buddhist scriptures beside him.

"Uh...yeah" I was a little embarrassed, she also felt ugly.

If he hadn't noticed that it took a lot of effort to write this word, he would have felt that he was doing this on purpose.

This is really the first time I have seen someone write well with hard pen calligraphy, but their calligraphy with brush pen is so ugly.

Fourth Master pointed to the Buddhist scripture and said: "You still have to practice again. I will find a post for you later."

"Okay then, do you have any posts with a hard pen?" She still prefers writing with a hard pen, and she really can't change her habit of more than 20 years.

"Okay, I'll get them for you too."

"Yeah," he nodded obediently.

Seeing her like this, he gently rubbed his chin on the edge of her bun.

It's great to have her.

I was tickled by him, so I ran away and smiled stupidly.

His eyes were full of mist, he leaned forward slightly, stretched out his long arms, and then took her in stride.

At this moment, Chu Yu suddenly felt a chill in her lower abdomen.

Frowning, he grabbed Fourth Master's hand.

The fourth master didn't know why, until his hands were contaminated, he was startled. Then he saw her holding her belly and looking pale. He was so frightened that he got up and asked someone to call the imperial doctor.

She hurriedly grabbed him, "Master, there's no need to call the imperial doctor, it's that one... that one is here."

He frowned and looked at her, still not understanding.


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