The mentally disabled grandfather is going to divorce his wife

Chapter 523 Pain... Pain... Jing Rui... Pain...

"Your master told you that?"

"No, Master doesn't talk to me, but I hope Master scolds me."

"You go to the laboratory for a while first. If no one goes out to practice medicine with him, he will know what kind of dementia he is, and he will know that you are fine."

"Sister Qingqing, do you think Lu Chi can be cured? I'm afraid that one day Master will go out and never come back, and we will never find him again."

"He lived so long, and I didn't see where he died."

"Sister Qingqing, don't curse my master."

"He treats you like this, and you still speak for him. Are you a masochist on Eleventh?"

"Master, he... is very good to me."

The conversation between Yan Danqing and Eleven stopped here. For a pure and crazily admiring little fan girl who admires Quan Kongyu, she really shouldn't blame him behind his back, but she still feels a little bit sorry for this girl.

Forget it.

Let them solve their master-student problems by themselves. She is so tired of being a pregnant woman.

"Qingqing."

Jing Rui's voice sounded at the door, and he entered without knocking.

"Why are you leaving?" Yan Danqing raised his head, feeling tired!

"Let's go to see the sunset, today's Huoshaoyun is very beautiful." Jingrui stepped forward with a smile, and didn't care about the disgust in her tone: "Brother Quan said, it's good for the baby to see more beautiful things." development."

"Sister Qingqing, then you go over, I heard Master say that too." After receiving Jingrui's hint, Eleven also said, "You have been sitting for a day, it's time to get up and move around and breathe some fresh air. "

The air quality in ancient times was good, and this place is at the foot of the mountain, with mountains and water, so it is even fresher.

Jingrui walked side by side with her holding a bamboo basket. The basket contained fresh cherries, the bright red ones were very beautiful, and they looked very delicious.

Eating cherries while walking along the river bank is also a beautiful enjoyment.

That cherry.

Yan Danqing didn't eat much. She thought it was sour. Unimproved cherries, not to mention sour, had a bitter taste, which made her miss cherries. They were big and sweet, and it was enjoyable to think about. She was also on the back mountain after thinking about it Plant a few, but I don't know if I can find the seeds of cherries.

Jingrui, on the other hand, eats cherries with great relish.

"Didn't you not eat sour in the past?" Yan Danqing looked at Jingrui, who was eating happily, and finally his eyes fell on his stomach: "Sour, hot girl, you vomit and eat, you should not really..."

"Qingqing, I didn't expect you to care about me so much, and you even remember clearly what I don't like to eat." Jing Rui threw a few more cherries into his mouth, smiled ambiguously, and deliberately lengthened the ending sound.

"Don't be sentimental." Yan Danqing snorted contemptuously.

Jing Rui smiled: "If you don't want to admit it, don't admit it! Anyway, I know."

Yan Danqing turned his head to look at Huoshaoyun, but it was a beautiful sunset, the orange color dyed half of the sky red, and the clouds of various shapes were strange and moving fast, as if they were showing a movie.

Sudden.

Yan Danqing's pretty face twisted, her body froze, and she subconsciously grabbed Jingrui's arm: "It hurts...it hurts...Jingrui...it hurts..."

Jingrui was so panicked that he threw the basket in his hand to the ground, he didn't know what to do: "Is it going to give birth? Is it going to give birth? What should I do? Don't be afraid! I'll go find Quan Kongyu. "

　At eight o'clock, the hand cramps when I coded, begging to hug and hold high
　　
　
(End of this chapter)