Chapter 252

Zhuoxi held the lime all the way to the sofa downstairs.

Qu Shiwen brings pig's hoof soup, and the lime sweeps it up. It doesn't take a moment. All the pots in the small casserole are bones.

With a smile on his lips, Qu Shiwen said to Zhuoshi with the wreckage he had eaten: "you take good care of Miss lime. I'll take Momo's soup to her, and it's almost time to cook it."

Zhuoshi looked at qushiwen and said, "is Momo OK?"

I heard that I need to take painkillers before.

Qu Shiwen smiled softly: "upstairs, four shaos are waiting for Shao's wife. Downstairs, Ni Shao is waiting for her. She can not be good, although the pain, but the heart is sweet. This taste must be understood by Miss lime! "

Lime chuckled and nodded loudly: "yes! The sweetness in the heart can cover the pain in the body, I understand! "

When zhuoxier was red, he got out of the way and qushiwen went down.

He stood there awkwardly, and saw that her face was not very good. He was afraid that she was in severe pain: "or I will watch TV with you."

She nodded.

Pulling him to sit beside himself, he refused to live or die, and had to stand close to her.

This time, she didn't have to open her mouth, so he would make her a good hot drink and cut her fruit, as if his world was just around her at this moment.

When Qu Shiwen took the woman's four things soup to the Maureen room, he saw Maureen half lying and half sitting on the bed, with a thick pillow behind him and a soft blanket on his body.

Beside the bed, Ni Yajun was sitting there as elegant as a lotus.

He held a book in his hand, which seemed to be a famous foreign book, and was reading it to Maureen very carefully.

Qu Shiwen looks at Zhuo ran at the door of her eyes. Zhuo ran smiles and takes the soup from her hand to the bedside table, and personally fills a bowl for Maureen.

"Momo, have some soup. Your sister-in-law made it for you."

"Mo Mo, in fact, it's the best for women to drink hot soup and warm the palace a few days ago. You, we didn't know before. But now I remember your day. It's the same as the young lady. "

Maureen hurriedly said to his brother and sister-in-law: "thank you, sister-in-law! Thank you

Ni Yajun put down the book in his hand, took the bowl in zhuoran's hand, and said, "I'll come!"

Maureen's cheeks are red, and her eyes are bright. It can be seen that she is in a good mood, but her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and she is still suffering from dysmenorrhea.

Zhuo ran turns around with a smile. When he goes out with Qu Shiwen, he hears Ni Yajun's gentle voice: "I'll feed you to finish this, and then I'll read it to you. If you are sleepy, lie down and have a rest. If I don't leave, I'll be watching you all the time. "

Mo Lin is too shy to answer, but the warmth in the room is like spring with a light sweet taste.

Gently help them close the door, Zhuo ran asked his wife in a low voice: "what's the matter with Zhuo Xi, do you know?"

Qu Shiwen chuckles: "they are just as good as a person now. Well, it's like glue, isn't it?"

Zhuo ran smiled: "that's good!"

I can't think of it. When the younger brothers and sisters fall in love, they will be in such a state.

However, it is not difficult to understand the different styles of their paintings after understanding their different personalities.

For example, four Shao and Shao's wife fight, shout and kill, or love each other like honey; for example, zhuoxi and lime, a gust of wind and fire, a shower and a rainbow; for example, Ni Yajun and Mo Lin are just typical literary and art schools. They rarely get to get along with each other alone, don't say love words, and are not tired of being crooked, just holding a book, reading and listening.

If I had changed four little ones, I would go directly into the quilt and hold the little lady in my arms. I would not ask her if she would like to. I would knead her big hands directly. I would also ask her affectionately, "my dear, do you still hurt?"

After that, I laughed.

Everyone's happiness is the best thing.

Holding qushiwen's hand, he led her back to the room temporarily: "just now, the teacher sent a message that the children would have five minutes to call their parents before dinner. Let's go back to the room and wait. Anyway, the owners are busy now."

"Well!"

-- lingqin palace.

It's not the season for cherry blossoms to bloom, but the cherry trees in the garden are tall and luxuriant, standing in the sunshine, green and green, which has covered a lot of summer air for the land.

Today's lingqin palace is not as prosperous as it used to be.

People living here, in addition to Lingyun, who has been banned for life, are closely monitoring his national guard team.

Lingyun can move freely in such a large mansion. His food and clothing are basically the same as those of other royal residences. He can surf the Internet at will and use his mobile phone, but all of these are naturally closely monitored by lojeb.

After lunch, he had a rest. He was alone in the yard for a while, watering the two cherry trees in front of the door.

Turning around, he stared at the study on the second floor for a while, put down his tools, and walked slowly into the building.

After turning on the computer, he played a soothing piano music through the music website, then picked up a small U disk and quickly inserted it.

In a moment, his computer network has quietly crossed the public domain in lingqin's palace. In other words, all that this computer needs to do next cannot be monitored by people in luojeb.

Log in to your own communication account, and through the platform of a certain communication brand, Lingyun can see that even if there are two contacts with their heads lit up, one of them has written a "Snow" and the other has written a "P".

Mouse gently open that "Snow", the other side sent a paragraph, like a report.

"Miss Qingning, general Qiao zhandong's granddaughter, is suspected to be with zhuoxi. Ni Shao is still living in Ziwei palace. It is said that he bought a bunch of roses for Mo Lin, Yan Bei's granddaughter, and the relationship is ambiguous. Three young people came to Ziwei palace in the morning. I don't know what happened. When he came, Ni Shao and four young people were all there. "

Lingyun narrowed her eyes and answered four words: stare as usual.

He clicked on the letter "P" and read on.

"Your method is useless at all. My brother has returned home safely. Before the king of Citigroup left Ningguo the day before yesterday, lojeb personally revealed that Ni Yajun was not his heir to the throne!"

Lingyun frowned suddenly, and answered a few words: your brother's original intention to come to Ningguo, quick check.

After returning the message to the two people, he quickly quit his account, shut down the LAN safely, and unplugged the U disk.

The man took great pains to deliver the baby to him, and repeatedly told him that the online use time should not exceed three minutes.

It's not that their technology is not exquisite enough, but that the network security system laid down by luojiebu in lingqin palace is too strong.