Vol 2 Chapter 307: Drug extraction

Zhu Xi scorned: "Let him wait, anyway, he will die for a while." Holding his careful liver, why not let go, really want to tie her on the waistband, wherever you can take She wants to hug and hug it. If she wants to kiss it, she will kiss it, how beautiful!
I thought so, but under the constant protest of Yuan Qiu, he could only give up and turn over and get out of bed.
The two simply went to breakfast, Zhu Xi went to the military camp outside the city, Yuan Qiu and Xing Ying came to the Song Dynasty.
Upon entering the door, he was led to the dining room by the butler.
Song Ning is still in Tsing Yi, his face is still pale, but the tired color between the eyebrows has dissipated a lot, and it seems to be more spiritual than in the past.
On the table, there was a porridge dish, which was the dish that was ordered by Yuan Qiu yesterday. He was eating slowly and not seeing her. The eyebrows were slightly bright and pointed to the seat next to him: "Sit down Eat something?"
Yuan Qiu shook his head: "I have already eaten, you use it slowly, I go to the garden!" After that, I didn't wait for Song Ning to answer, and turned away and left the dining room.
Song Ning's gaze stunned and left Yuan Qiu's figure to leave. She wore a beige pair of skirts today, with the same color collar collar shirt, and the small collar only covered half of the white and tender neck, and the body was soft and long. Very dignified.
She doesn't seem to like to wear the popular tube top dress of the girl's house. Every time she sees her, it is such a dignified and conservative dress. Perhaps more, it is Zhu Xi who does not allow her to dress up!
Thinking of Zhu Xi, the smile of his mouth was gradually fading, and he continued to drink porridge, and his bottom was cold.
After a while, Song Ning left the dining room, and slowly walked into the garden, and found Yuan Qiu in front of a bunch of newly opened peony flowers.
The peony is gorgeous and not as good as her.
"Flower?" he asked.
She looked back at him. Under the light, the thin and handsome face seemed to be more like Zhu Xi, especially the peach blossoms. It was like a product on the production line. Is there really any relationship between them?
"Flower is good, how about you? Did you sleep well last night?" she asked.
Song Ningjun looked awkward and saw the dark circles around her eyes: "I slept well, but you didn't seem to sleep well!"
Yuan Qiu shrug: "Take your blessing, really did not sleep well."
He raised his eyebrows: "I am related to me? Didn't I meet me in my dream last night?"
Yuan Qiu hasn't answered yet, and Xing Ying, who cares for the Lord, has sunk his face: "Please also ask Song Gongzi to be cautious, Xia girl is the future Jing Wang, and you can't talk like a slang."
Song Ning's mouth was slightly hooked, and he made a sarcasm smile.
Yuan Qiu directly ignored his predecessor and said: "Last night Mingshang book addiction disorder, committed a madness in the government, I rushed overnight, tossed up in the middle of the night, you said this thing is related to you?"
Song Ning brows slightly wrinkled: "The doctors in the capital are dead? How can I find you in the middle of the night?"
Yuan Qiu is a bit stunned. Where did this seem to have been heard? How familiar is this?
When I started to make needles on time, Xu was seeing Song Ning yesterday. Yuan Qiu bent over the waist and was too tired. Today, the life of the person will be much higher.
As yesterday, Yuan Qiu’s life, Song Ning, stripped his clothes and lay down on the bed. After yesterday, Song Ning had already been a lot more generous. As the saying goes, once again, two times are familiar.
Acupuncture the body forty-one feet, through the stagnation of the blood between the veins, with the gas to force the cold, forced blood pressure up, pull the poison in the seven.
After a series of things were done, it was at noon. She paused for a while. When she saw Song Ning’s seven squats, she gradually got out of the inner chamber and consciously went to the kitchen to work for lunch.