Hundreds of millions of wives buy one get one free [finale]

"What method? Say it!" Mo Jue's silent heart suddenly burst into hope, and those purple eyes were lit with flames. It was a flame of excitement. In order to heal him, he was willing to try any method.

Claire looked at Mo Jue seriously, "My lord, are you sure you really promise everything."

"Don't play tricks on me, make it clear!" Mo Jue seemed a little impatient because of his excitement, he wanted to know Ye Wei's injury and who could cure him, but Claire hesitated, how could he not be angry.

Claire said: "A few years ago in India, I heard that a girl had her arm broken because of her involvement in partisan disputes. The whole arm was amputated. Three or four days later, Bai Ye actually took her arm. It was the same as before, as if he had never been injured, this incident was a sensation at the time, maybe, you can ask him to try."

Mo Jue frowned, "White Night of the No. [-] terrorist organization?"

"Yes! His surgical skills are almost unmatched. Maybe he has a way to save Miss Ye Wei. He has a quirk. Although he is a doctor, he rarely treats patients, but Miss Ye Wei is also a member of the No. [-] terrorist organization. They should have a good relationship, and he will promise to treat him."

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Claire bid farewell to Mo Jue and went back to the hospital. When he came in, he saw Ye Wei tugging at her hair, frowning unhappily, muttering for some reason, watching her sitting quietly from a distance, Mo Jue felt a burst of pain in his heart. It hurts.

Rarely did she sit so quietly.

He walked over, and her reaction was still very sensitive. Maybe she knew her situation, but she didn't ask Claire what to say. She pointed to her hair and said, "I want to wash my hair."

The hair is dirty!

Mo Jue was taken aback for a moment, he thought she was going to ask about her leg injury, he had prepared a lot of words of comfort, but she didn't ask, he was relieved, and "rubbed" her somewhat dirty hair, He said, "I'll carry you upstairs."

"Just wash here."

She didn't want to be bored in the room, so she went upstairs, and she would probably be upstairs that day, so she was too lazy to let Mo Jue hug her.

Without further ado, Mo Jue brought three big buckets of hot water to the garden, Ye Wei's eyes twitched, "You can just use a pipe to catch cold water, so why bother?"

The weather is so hot, it doesn't matter to take a cold bath.

It's more comfortable to be cool and cool, and he doesn't have to run three or four times to fetch water, there is a water tap in the garden.

"Do you think you're made of iron? You're not in good health yet, why wash with cold water." Mo Jue couldn't help scolding, and quickly brought the shampoo and towel.

Ye Wei was about to wash herself, but Mo Jue hugged her, let her sit on the stone bench, and said slowly, "I'll help you wash, your hands can't touch the water."

"..."

"Look at what?"

"No, can you wash?"

Mo Jue, "Don't I have hair? You discriminate against short hair, don't you wash your hair if you have short hair?"

Ye Wei, "..." [

Uh... well, she doesn't discriminate.

It's just that letting a man wash her hair for her feels like washing underwear. It's a bit embarrassing. Ye Wei won't say it, but her hands are really fragile and can't stand the torture. One hand is inconvenient. Ye Wei lowered her head obediently.

A smile curled up on the corner of Mo Jue's lips, and he gently smoothed her hair with a comb. Ye Wei's hair was not washed for many days, and Ye Wei's hair was a bit greasy, and the ends were very dry. .

Mo Jue didn't need a comb at all, and used his hands to carefully separate her knotted hair.

"Vivi, does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Ye Wei replied sullenly, beauty Mo Jue, if you wash like this, I'll start even if my waist is broken, she couldn't help but slander.

After finally smoothing out her hair, Mo Jue washed her carefully, very carefully.

Ye Wei's face was a little hot, and his breathing was very close, almost right next to her ears. When she thought of him washing her hair with concentration, she couldn't help but think of the picture of him washing his underwear...

No matter how he went on, he was not far from the standard of a good man in the new century.

Powerful fingers shuttled between the hair, while gently massaging her scalp, while rubbing her hair, the aroma of shampoo lingered faintly at the tip of her nose, Ye Wei suddenly fell in love with this atmosphere...

Sweet and cozy.

When did she feel such a sweet warmth?

If a woman is soft once in a while, will there be unexpected results?If it wasn't for her limping leg and hand injury... Such a scene would never have appeared in their lives.

Mo Jue...

She had already made up her mind not to get entangled with him anymore, to stay away from him, and to forget about each other, but because of her inconvenient health, she kept relying on him, so much so that Ye Wei had an illusion that if things went on like this, Life is not bad.

But when she thinks that she has been limping all her life, she will feel so broken...

She will go crazy.

Suddenly feeling that he took a deep breath, Ye Wei was a little surprised, she suddenly lowered her eyes, only to see that because she was squatting, the neckline was opened again, it was fully open, half of the softness was like his eyes...

Depend on!

**, even if you wash your hair, you can have a free spring view.Ye Wei adjusted the collar of her clothes up, Mo Jue snorted coldly, the welfare was gone, and couldn't help muttering, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."

"Beauty Mo Jue, your tone sounds a little pity." Ye Wei smiled, and, damn, squatting down like this, she couldn't hold on to her neckline, and the spring breeze on her chest couldn't be stopped. the...

Ye Wei simply let go of her hand, just look at it, he is right, it's not like she hasn't seen it... [

"Look, look, I'll show you for free, you can see it, but you won't be able to eat it, I'll starve you to death!" Ye Wei smiled charmingly, and Mo Jue tightened his hands, grabbing her by the root of her hair as a warning.

Ye Wei laughed...

She is not in the mood to tease him, if she really wants to tease and tease him, she will definitely make him lust, burn, burn, and die, and she can't find a place to vent.

Mo Jue washed her once, and then washed her a second time. Ye Wei bent over, feeling a little sore, and couldn't help urging him, "Don't just look at my chest and forget to wash your hair. Hurry up, my back is sore. died."

"Usually you have such good physical strength, so you're so sore just now? You're the real deal." Mo Jue despised her, but quickly helped her wash off the foam. Ye Wei thought carefully about their conversation...

Why is it so colorful?

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