Chapter 1944: 1993 My little fairy, I am used to love 11

Chapter 1944 1993 My little fairy, I love to love 11
Lonely looks at the time. Today, I played chess for another whole day. I saw it was time for dinner.
"After playing this set, I won't play, I have to go back."
Mrs. Yin kept it and said, "It's not too late to go back after dinner. I'll let the butler prepare dinner now."
"No, I want to go back to the bubble hot spring."
After Lonely Shan played the last game of chess, he went out to breathe in the courtyard. In summer, the lotus in the lotus pond was in full bloom. He went to pick two and prepare to take it back. Walking on the deep winding path, he suddenly grabbed into the air. Grabbed a little foot.
Xiaoye yelled: "Let go, let go."
"The little guy doesn't learn well and wants to steal my lotus. If you want, pick it yourself."
Xiao Xiaoye appeared aggrieved, staring at Lonely Shan with her eyes: "Uncle, how did you find me? Obviously no one can see me."
"Your little trick is of no use to me."
Lonely Shan hugged him on the ground. After a breathing room, he returned to the door of [Time Stranded] and pushed in. There was no one in the living room, but he could hear the extremely uncomfortable breathing in the bedroom.
Lonely Shan frowned, walked to the bedroom door, knocked on the door, but no one answered.
Pushing the door, the door should be locked and cannot be opened.
Lonely Shan entered directly through the wall, only to see Gao Long's quilt, he walked to the bed, condescending: "Xiao Shengqing?"
Nan Sheng was so dizzy and half awake, hearing the voice lifting the quilt, and seeing Lonely Shan unexpectedly, the whole person asked in a daze, "Mr. Lonely, how did you get in?"
"Open the door and come in."
"I... I seem to be locked up."
"No, you remembered it wrong." Lonely Shan didn't want to waste time on unnourished topics, staring at her pale paper face, a touch of worry flashed between her eyebrows: "Sick?"
"No." Nan Shengqing bit her lower lip, and said in an extremely embarrassing manner: "I have come to my aunt, it hurts, I will be better if I bear it, you, you go out."
This time, the auntie was in pain, vomiting and pulling. She didn't want to expose her ugly side to the man, and urged to reach out and push him: "Mr. Lonely, you go out first, I'm fine."
Lonely Shan glanced at her, angered like gossiping, and those who saw it were still pity: "I'll make you a cup of brown sugar water."
"Thank you."
Nan Sheng's eyes were dizzy, and he was in a cold sweat.
Lonely Shan went out and bought a bag of brown sugar at the commissary. The lady boss looked at him buying brown sugar and seemed to guess something, and said concerned: "Mr. Lonely, is his girlfriend unwell and wants to drink brown sugar water?"
Lonely Shan gave a faint "um" sound. In fact, he has a better way to relieve her pain, but Lonely Shan always doesn't like to open plug-ins. He just wants to live like a normal person, so he cooks brown sugar water for women in the normal way. Drink, nothing wrong.
The proprietress was afraid that he would not know how to cook, so she told him a lot of the main points of brown sugar water, the ratio of water to brown sugar, as well as heat and time.
When I got home, Lonely Shan cooked brown sugar water in the kitchen, and the little girl made a miserable voice in the bedroom, forbearing and painful. He heard goose bumps all over his body. Does it hurt?
Nan Sheng gritted her teeth in pain, rolling over and over under the covers, various postures wanted to relieve the pain, but no matter how she lay down, she couldn't relieve the pain like tides. She wanted to knock herself out and fainted. She usually doesn't hurt anymore when she wakes up. She is very experienced, and it's like going back to the stove to recreate it, and the world is beautiful when she wakes up.
(End of this chapter)