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The years spent together with Zeng Xi were so beautiful that Jiang Lang almost forgot that it was not reality.

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opening the new journey of the world

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the transmission is successful, and I wish the host to complete the task successfully again. "

"Cough!" Jiang Lang wakes up, itching in his throat and coughs angrily. His handkerchief covers his mouth. After coughing, the classic scene comes. His handkerchief is red with blood.

What the hell

"Young master, are you all right?" The door was suddenly opened and the man came against the light.

Jiang languor squinted his eyes, felt dizzy in his brain, and then lay back on the couch.

After that, he felt that he was being pulse. He sighed from time to time, "Oh, I'm afraid I can't live to be 30 years old."

Jiang languo is so confused. It's OK. In fact, he is far away from him when he is 30 years old. There are still so many years can hold the man's hand, and then find a way to cure himself.

"But the eldest is now twenty-nine." The man's voice as like as two peas in the same voice as the one who had just pushed the door in.

As soon as he wore it, he heard that he couldn't live for 30 years. However, he was 29 years old. Before he was sober, he was forced to the last year of his life.

After a meal, he passed out completely.

When he woke up again, he was painfully awakened. Someone gave him medicine. His mouth was full of bitter and astringent taste. Jiang languo wrinkled his face, opened his eyes and pushed the bowl of medicine.

"Bitter..." Jiang languo talks with difficulty.

The man put down the medicine bowl, helped Jiang languo up, and advised him: "young master, good medicine tastes bitter."

Jiang Lango gradually sober eyes can finally see the people in front of him. The system is very good to him, and every man comes out quickly.

Extending his hand and touching the man's face, Jiang languidly said, "is there anything like sugar?"

Astonished at the young master's intimacy, Mo Zhu was stunned, stiff neck and shaking his head.

"How can you be so inflexible? I'm dying of pain..." Jiang languo's hand was unable to hang down, leaning against the couch, uncomfortable floating on his face.

"Black bamboo will be ready for you immediately. Just a moment." He went out.

After a while, he came in again and opened the package. There were some sweet preserves in it.

Ginger languidly licks the lip, licks one mouth bitter astringency, the eyebrow is locked, "want to eat..."

"Take the medicine first." Mo Zhu bravely bargained with the eldest young master.

The eldest young master is not stubborn, one mouthful of medicine that has been left warm beside him is stuffy.

"Sugar, sugar, sugar..." Nearly 30 years old dying old man, fingers moving, hook, demand.

"It's unhygienic. I'll feed it to you, young master." Mo Zhu said and motioned the servant girl on one side to take a pair of chopsticks. The chopsticks were steamy and obviously scalded.

Ink bamboo with a small mouth, bow body, serious eyebrows to ginger lazy pass sweet preserves.

"It's time for the system to supplement knowledge. The male owner, his name is mo Zhu, his status is rational. He came to Jiang's house when he was five years old. Now he is 19 years old. He has been with the eldest young master Jiang for 14 years."

Ginger languidly opened his mouth, satisfied with the sweet taste to disperse the bitter taste.

Seeing the system shaking its head at itself, there was a very indescribable look.

"Although Jiang is the only son in charge of the family, the eldest young master of the Jiang family, he is a sick seedling. They all said he would stand at 30, but he was told by the doctor that he would not live to be 30. "

Ginger languor one mouthful sweet preserved fruit did not swallow, stuck in the throat. "As for reminding me again, I'm dying," he said