Stunning Peach Blossoms

Chapter 42
My Mu Zixu has always been as gentle as water, how could he be a cold-blooded person!
The corner of Tsing Yi crossed the door, I knew he was there all the time and never left!
"Yichen, can you tell me about your young master's preferences?" Since I finally met him, I don't intend to let him miss it again. This time, I am determined to make him fall in love with me, but unfortunately I am now How easy is it to look like?
It's better to think about it in the long run!Hey, I don't know when my stinky skin will be healed...

Jun Yichen thought about it, and exclaimed in surprise: "I know, the young master likes radish cakes. Everywhere he goes, the young master will order a radish cake, but I have never seen him eat it. The young master likes white ones. Clothes, he will order people to make a lot of robes, but he will never wear them!"

"Why?" I couldn't help raising my eyebrows, what kind of quirk is this?don't understand...

Jun Yichen raised his eyebrows and shrugged: "I want to know too, but I don't have the guts to ask!" After finishing speaking, I couldn't help but laugh out loud, it turns out that curiosity isn't just me. Yes, I have!
This smile doesn't matter, poor my bones that are about to fall apart, how can I bear this torment, the pain immediately made me grin my teeth!

Woo, I can't even laugh, and I can't let people live!

I said, "Jun Yichen, how long am I going to lie in this damn place?"

Jun Yichen thought for a while before saying, "An injury like yours would take three months for an ordinary doctor to recover, but for my son..."

Seeing that there was something going on, I immediately said happily: "Is it enough for a month?"

Jun Yichen looked at me timidly, and said apologetically, "If it were my son, it would still take three months to fully heal!"

Spit blood!

I glared at him angrily and angrily, "Then you still say how powerful your son is?" It made me happy for nothing!Woo...

It seems that as long as Jun Mohan is involved, Yichen will become particularly agitated. At this moment, I just doubted it a little, and he immediately jumped up and said in disbelief: "Of course there is a difference. If your injury is Ordinary doctors, even if they can cure you, they will still get the root of the disease, or you may be disabled, but if it is my young master, they can guarantee that you will be alive and well in three months, exactly the same as before the injury!"

(End of this chapter)