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Jiang Wende smiles. He wants to see Jiang Lang drink and finish the medicine.

With this obvious posture, he was not afraid to see what he saw, or treat himself as a fool. Jiang languo's eyes turn slightly.

Sipping, ginger languidly frowned: this medicine is not strong again.

Mo Zhu is guilty and worried. Standing on the side, his fingers gently pinched his coat. The degree of bitterness and astringency of the medicine is different with or without the addition of foam. The young master frowned. Did you notice it? Did you notice it

If you know all this, will you like yourself?

No way.

Who would like a person who is trying to murder his mind around him.

I'm afraid I'll never be able to take care of the young master when he is good.

"Little bamboo, so bitter..." Jiang Lang just sipped it for a while, then he drank most of the bowl with his nose pinched like a child, and his other hand was still waving in the direction of the ink bamboo.

It's just bitterness. Don't you notice anything else. Mo Zhu put down half of his heart and went forward immediately.

The hand grabbed his coat, the young master looked up, "sugar."

Jiang Wende looks at the ink bamboo, skillfully opens the sugar paper bag hanging on his waist, and gives it to Jiang languo to hold it and put it in his mouth.

"Big brother, are you afraid of hardship when you are such a big man?" Jiang Wende rolled his eyes and looked down on him.

Jiang languor slightly droops the eyes, with the smile looked at him actually has not drunk the medicine.

Who specially knows this medicine is harmful, still drink up, Jiang Lange he does not want to die. Just don't know what excuse to deal with the rest of the juice, Jiang Wende this silly lack in here

Holding the medicine bowl, Jiang Lang skillfully pushes the wheelchair with one hand. While Jiang Wende looks down on himself with a smile, he pours the bowl of medicine into Jiang Wende's big mouth.

"Ha ha Cough! Oh Jiang Wende's throat was suddenly choked, and the bitterness penetrated into his throat, which made him frown and grimace.

At the beginning, he kept vomiting, just afraid of death. But vomit vomit, he realized, with this medicine mutually complementary food he did not eat, he flustered what.

Then he just frowned and looked at Jiang languidly, "big brother, what do you mean?"

"Let's have a try. You look like you are afraid of hardship." Jiang Lang swept the medicine pushed and sprinkled by Jiang Wende, thinking, this should not be poison.

According to Jiang, once the poison falls to the ground, it will make a sound of "nourishing" on the ground.

Even a certain world, originally want to give their own medicine, after falling to the ground have reaction.

Now this medicine, what kind of bowl, this sprinkle on the ground, what kind.

No one would dare to put the poison into the medicine bowl and take it directly to the master.

So, what is the reason why he has become weaker and weaker over the past 14 years.

"Looking at the elder brother looks better, my brothers are very pleased." Jiang Wende looks unhappy, looking for an excuse to leave.

When there are only bamboo and ginger in the room, the air is very quiet. When the bamboo just swallows his mouth, he can catch it.

"What are you looking at me for?" Ginger languid eyes slightly cover, "this thing on the ground, you still don't clean up?"

"Clean up now." The original ink bamboo is hanging down again.

When cleaning up the ground, the young master has pushed himself to the place of the study in the house.

Take things out of the door, Mo Zhu Mou son some dim. In the past, the young master was very sticky to him.