Chapter 79: Roll on a word

Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded and awakened Li Yong, who was practicing. He opened his eyes and saw Han Han standing outside the door. Looking at her expression, it seemed to knock on the door, and it all bulged a lot. courage.
Li Yong opened the door and looked at Han Yu’s exquisite face and the perfect figure with bumps. He smiled and asked: "Wife, do you want to have a room with me?"
Han Yubai had a look at Li Yong, and his expression was very calm. She had already gotten used to Li Yong’s smiling face.
"Eating dinner." Han Han faintly said, turned to the kitchen.
These two, Li Yong has been hiding in the room, no food, no drink, no sound; at this time, Han Han finally could not help, this is the courage to come over, ringing Li Yong's door, want to see What is Li Yong doing?
When she saw that Li Yong was fine, she was relieved.
"Wife, you are very kind to me, and I know that I am going to eat! I am so touched, no one has ever been better to me like you. Do you have any needs? I can try my best to satisfy you. I can help you warm the bed... ..."
Li Yong’s haha’s presence followed Han Han to the kitchen.
He did not know that this was already the second night. In his self-cultivation, he forgot the time. Even the phone automatically shuts down, he doesn't know. It’s strange that he didn’t feel hungry.
Han Han’s cheeks are slightly red, and she really can’t stand Li Yong’s cheeks.
These few, because Li Yong's sudden silence, let her still slightly lost. However, as soon as she saw Li Yong’s cheerful appearance, she immediately became irritated.
"Don't eat, don't bother." Han Hao picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the blue and white porcelain plate.
When Li Yong picked up the dish, his eyes swept over Han Han’s chest, and he couldn’t help but glimpse it and gather it into a focus.
Today's Han Han is wearing a bottom chest top, and a delicate lace walks out a white ‘u’ shape along the white chest. The ‘u’ character has a gully, white and deep, which makes people feel excited.
"Wife, you are so charming." Li Yong said with a sigh of praise, the saliva dripped into the bowl.
His eyes have just been removed from the gully and attracted by the clavicle. He found that every inch of Han Han's skin is so charming, it is so absorbing soul.
If you put such a beautiful woman on a big bed, you must have a taste more than Wu Yuting's beauty!
It was suddenly praised by Li Yong that although Han Xin was happy, he felt very awkward.
Once again, I saw Li Yong’s sly expression, and I was thinking about what was unbearable. Han Hao took a meal at the table and said with anger: "Don't give me a slippery tongue, don't want to eat, just roll."
"Wife, you are fierce, more charming." Li Yong still looks like a suede smile, but also a look of admiration, as if he has never seen such a beautiful woman.
Han Han frowned and wanted to hold back, but he still laughed out. With a wink and a smile, this smiles, and Li Yong is swaying, and his eyes are straight.
Once again, I saw Li Yong’s expression of sorrow, and Han Hao did not regenerate. Recently, because of his poison, Han Hao had to recuperate at home. Li Yong is accompanying her and will make her happy.
After getting along with each other, she became very fond of Li Yong, which is a subtle emotion.
If Li Yongyin was wrong and went to Han Fei’s room, two people might have been in the room.
As time went by, Han Han had forgiven Li Yong. Her heart Philippine, once again quietly opened, but Li Yong is busy with cultivation, and has never acted.
Her smile, betrayed her heart; Li Yong, who is very sensitive to all senses, immediately smelled the opportunity.
"Wife, I understand, have a full stomach, let's go to the cave." Li Yong said.
"Hey, you can't think about it." Han Yujiao said, the woman's arrogance made her embarrassed.
"I have already thought about it." Li Yong said with a smile: "And, I can't stop, I still think."
"Vulgar." Han Hao's cold commentary, burying his head to eat, no longer Li Yong.
After the meal, Han Hao immediately returned to the room upstairs and locked the door.
She will not give Li Yong such an opportunity, at least not showing her like.
Li Yong whistled and followed up, and did not use the means to open the door directly, but knocked on the door, cheerfully said: "Wife, I have to check my body."
"Do not check." Han Yu’s voice came out, very determined.
"If the toxicity recurs tonight, you will be very painful." Li Yong reminded: "Do you have to wait until you hurt and ask me? Why bother to suffer?"
Not long after, the door really opened. This move was really unsatisfactory. Li Yongyi hi and immediately went in.
However, as soon as he saw the scissors held by Zheng Zheng, Li Yong immediately became discouraged.
This girl, is there something wrong!
The family has already agreed to their marriage, husband and wife, should not marry me, kiss hot, sweet, kind love? Should not be shared with the bed, such as glue-like paint, love and investment, intimate?
What do you mean by holding a pair of scissors?
Want to commit suicide or kill? Is Laozi so terrible?
Li Yong did not have such a mind, this scissors is too hurtful, and Li Yong is not to be hurt.
He let Zheng Zheng lay down on the bed, take out the silver needle and treat it directly.
After the treatment, seeing Zheng Zheng still holding the scissors, Li Yong could not help but ask: "Wife, do you hate me very much?"

No.
Han Han responded faintly.
"Then why don't you have a room with me?" Li Yong asked with a grin.
"I'm not ready yet."
It is not ready, Li Yong really does not understand, the husband and wife room can still have what to prepare.
There are beds, quilts, toilet paper, everything, only a man, and the man is standing in front of him, what else to prepare?
Li Yong did not want to entangle this problem any more. He took a deep breath and said: "That, good night."
Second, Li Yong came to the Yongkang clinic early in the morning. Realizing that the practice of cultivating and returning to life is not a one-off effort, he will no longer be forced to persecute himself, and he will still live a normal life.
The clinic is very busy, and people who are ill are discharged outside the door.
Li Yong was about to go to his office to start work, but Zhang Yurong shouted.
Someone came to apply for a doctor. Liu Lingyin couldn't open the body. He told Zhang Yurong to be responsible for the application. Zhang Yurong didn't understand the medical problem at all. He didn't know what to talk to the doctor. When he was in trouble, he saw Li Yong.
When I came to the conference room, Li Yong saw that a middle-aged man with a goat's beard, dressed in a plain casual wear, sat there with a straight face, calm expression, no sadness, no peace of mind.
"What is your name?" Li Yong asked faintly.
"Yang Changkong." When the goat beard man saw Li Yong, he smiled slightly and touched the chin's beard.
"You come with me." Li Yong did not ask him any university diploma, but did not ask him to go to hospital for a few years. Instead, he took him directly to his clinic and asked him to see the patient.
For a patient with a heartache, Yang Changkong first listened to the heartbeat and then took the pulse and came to a combination of Chinese and Western. This is a female patient, the pair of turbulent waves on the chest. When Yang Changrong put the stethoscope on it, it was obviously a circle. On the face of the people, there was a nervous color; the big eyes turned around and turned a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, Yang Changrong’s face is serious, especially when he is taking the pulse, he is more serious. Li Yong also endured the smile, lest the patient misunderstand.
Finally, he closed his eyes and thought for a while and wrote a recipe. After writing the recipe, he handed it directly to Li Yong, but the hand that the female patient raised was taken up.
Li Yong has already made plans, not to recruit this strange doctor. However, as soon as he saw the prescription he wrote, he immediately changed his mind. Because he has already seen the symptoms of female patients through the perspective of the eye; and the combination of this prescription is completely correct.
Don't look at this Yang Changkong's movements are not very professional, but his ability to see a doctor is still very strong.
"Welcome to join our team." Li Yong welcomed and gently shook his hand. Then he took him to the clinic of Liu Lingyin and asked Liu Lingyin to arrange his working hours.
Liu Lingyin is curing the disease, and there is no time to arrange, let Li Yong do the work.
Li Yong suddenly found that his clinic was a bit; there were no redundant clinics.
After the salary was lightened, Yang Changkong demanded to go to work immediately. Li Yong had to give his clinic to him.
When I came upstairs, Li Yong found that Sun Qiang was holding a large bouquet of bright red roses. He was facing the door of Tian Baiqing. The door was closed and he did not know if there was anyone inside. Sun Qiang was high and bright. .
"White, I beg you to open the door, I just want to see you, just take a look..."
Through the perspective of the eye, Li Yong saw that Tian Baiqing was practicing and was very engaged, as if he did not know that Sun Qiang was standing outside the door. When the eyes glanced, Li Yong continued to see through, and saw a meridian formed in the body of Tian Baiqing. Obviously, Tian Baiqing has cultivated the first layer of the heart.
Seeing her so hard, it’s really hard work!
Sun Qiang followed the two bodyguards, one of the bodyguards whispered: "Sun Shao, she will ignore us for half, too faceless! Let me directly knock the door open!"
Sun Qiang also felt that he was wrong ~EbookFREE.me~ never found that soaking a girl would be so sad. He pushed a hand and found that he couldn’t move, and nodded: "Bump."
Li Yong smiled and stopped, and he looked cheerful. He wants to see if Tian Baiqing has any interest in Sun Qiang and wants to see if Tian Baiqing will interrupt the cultivation and will be angry.
With a bang, the door was knocked open by the big bodyguard.
Sun Qiang walked in with a bouquet and saw that Tian Baiqing had jumped out of bed and stared at the three people. He said with anger: "Roll."
"Beauty, don't be so tempered! Look, spend, give you..."
Tian Baiqing pushed the bouquet open, and the bouquet flew up immediately, and the scattered petals fell into Sun Qiang. However, this is not counted. I saw Tian Baiqing slap on the face of Sun Qiang and angered: "Roll."
Rolling is a word that is simply a word.
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