Jia She has a red envelope group [Red Mansion]

After the pain passed, Qin Mo sprinkled a special sore medicine on Jia She's wound, and then took off the towel that Jia She had gagged.

"You, what are you doing?" Jia Amnesty reached out to touch his butt, but was grabbed by Qin Mo.

"A thorn pierced it in." Qin Mo lied without blushing, "Young Master Jia should have heard about silver needle detoxification." He continued to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

"Wood thorns are poisonous?" It was the first time Jia She had heard of it.

"Toxic." Qin Mo said in an affirmative tone.

The reply was so happy, Jia Amnesty was dubious.

"I just pierced it with a silver needle, and the wound is stuttering. I can't touch the water for a few days." Qin Mo said to Jia She, while talking, he kept looking at Jia She's butt, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously smirked.

"Yeah." Jia Sheen hummed, and carefully climbed off Qin Mo's body, and accidentally pulled the wound. The golden sore medicine was rubbed around the wound, and when the golden sore medicine touched the blood, the sour pain hit instantly.

With a groan, Jia She threw herself on Qin Mo's body.

At this time, Wuming's "healing" was over, he came out of the tub, without looking at Su Wuchen, now he was only thinking about Jia She, especially when Jia She called out just now, the voice fell in Wuming's ear, His heart ached.

Putting on his clothes, Wuming went to Jia Amnesty's house with light work.

Because the "healing" Wuming's light work just now seemed a bit awkward.

Su Wuchen was the only one left in the room. After the weekend break just now, most of his internal injuries have healed, and he can recover within a few days of recuperation.

Seeing Wuming's figure, Su Wuchen was worried, he also got out of the tub, and followed Wuming's direction, receiving such great kindness, Su Wuchen didn't know how to face Wuming like this.

"Master!" Wuming kicked open the door of Jia She's room, looking desperate, he wanted to see who was trying to harm his master.

The moment the door opened, time seemed to stand still...

Jia Amnesty still kept lying down, and the position was just right where Qin Mo was.

Moreover, the clothes of the two are disheveled, so it is hard not to be misunderstood in such a situation.

"It turns out that the loud noise just now was..." Wuming froze, the pure little white rabbit had heard dirty jokes before.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Wuming's heart is like a thousand grass mud horses galloping past, what did he do just now...

"Well, Wuming, the matter..." Jia She was just about to explain to his obedient white rabbit guards, but before he finished explaining, Wuming closed the door all of a sudden.

"It's over, I scared the white rabbit Wuming." Jia She blamed himself, as if he had taught Wuming badly, "This kid shouldn't know about the relationship between men and women, right? Do you want to talk to him another day?" speak?"

Mr. Jia really thought too much, now Wuming understands much more than him.

Wuming closed the door, turned around and met Su Wuchen who he didn't want to see at this moment.

#Century Big Embarrassment#

Wuming only felt that his whole body was like being put into a furnace.

"Your injury, the injury is still not healed, you should rest well." Wuming said to Su Wuchen.

After saying this, Wuming walked into the house with his head sullen, and Su Wuchen followed behind Wuming.

The two entered the house step by step.

"You, you, what are you doing here?" Wuming's eyes widened, even the tips of his ears turned red, looking like a little white rabbit.

Knowing the truth of the matter, Wuming completely lost the domineering spirit he had after healed Su Wuchen just now.

"Su doesn't know where to go." Su Wuchen said to Wuming, "Dare to ask the young hero's name." Su Wuchen still doesn't know who saved him.

"You will stay here tonight. For other things, you, you can find my master." Wuming didn't know how to face Su Wuchen, the best choice was to be out of sight and out of mind.

He is a manly man, the thing tonight is to heal his wounds, simple and normal healing, don't think too much, um, don't think too much.

Wuming left immediately after saying this. When he left, he didn't see the door frame, and bumped his head hard.

Su Wuchen immediately stepped forward, not wanting Wuming to see him and the mouse like a cat, opened the door, and fled directly with light work.

Although Su Wuchen is proficient in the five elements and eight trigrams, his martial arts are not good, and his lightness kung fu is probably not as good as Jia Amnesty.

The difference between him and Wuming is not 01:30.

In front of Wuming, Su Wuchen can be called powerless.

Seeing Wuming's disappearing back, Su Wuchen felt his heart being softly hit by something.

"Who is this young man?"

Looking at the sky, Su Wuchen looked at Wuming again, and had to believe that some things were predestined.

After Wuming left, Jia Amnesty quickly got up from the ground, endured the pain and closed the door, this appearance should not be seen by outsiders, it would be bad to spread any rumors.

With Wuming making such a toss, Jia She completely forgot what Qin Mo had done on his ass.

"You also know about the Su family's affairs?" Jia She returned to the topic Qin Mo had just mentioned.

"I have heard a little bit." Qin Mo replied, he just learned from the intelligence network that the Su family was plotted against, and Su Wuchen's whereabouts were unknown, but he was still unclear about the specifics.

"I also met him by chance. He gave his name in a daze, and I rescued him." Jia She explained to Qin Mo, "It just so happened that he was on the way to your other hospital."

Jia Amnesty said so much nonsense, the last sentence is the key point, he didn't deliberately let Qin Mo dove.

After meeting Jia Amnesty and knowing the truth about the "baby", Qin Mo has already gone offline.

"This person is trustworthy." Qin Mo knew Su Wuchen before, and the Su family had never dealt with outsiders, and now this is an opportunity for Jia Amnesty.

"The situation is turbulent now, you should be careful in everything, and stay away from Ping Xiye and the royal affairs." Qin Mo instructed again.

"By the way, Qin Mo, has a monk or a Taoist priest visited you recently?" Jia Amnesty suddenly remembered what he wanted to talk to Qin Mo about.

"Monk?"

"There are also Taoist priests." Jia She looked at Qin Mo nervously.

"Never before." Qin Mo replied.

"If you meet these two people, be careful, they are not good people." Jia She told Qin Mo.

"These two may be related to Ping Xiye." Jia Amnesty added, "Anyway, they are not good people."

Qin Mo stood up and put on his clothes, "In the future, whether you have something to do or not, you will come to see me once every month."

"Once a month?" Jia She asked.

"Yes." Qin Mo replied.

In view of Jia She's tossing so much, Qin Mo made up his mind not to keep Jia She in the stocking, and beat him once a month, so that he can feel at ease.

"Okay, okay." Jia Amnesty responded, let alone once a month, even seeing Qin Mo once a day Jia Amnesty is fine, golden thighs, you have to rub every day to have feelings.

It was getting late, and since Jia She's butt could only be seen but could not move, Qin Mo didn't need to keep it to torture himself, he still had a lot of things to do.

After Qin Mo left, Jia She went to another room to sleep. Poor Jia She could only sleep on his stomach all night.

#What broken bed#

"Master." Seeing Qin Mo coming out, Wu Ze hurriedly saluted. He looked at his master's face, which seemed to be a little bit better than when he came here. It seems that Mr. Jia is fine. Wu Ze felt relieved in his heart. After all, he reported this letter to Qin Mo, and Wu Ze felt a little bit of self-blame.

"Go back and change the bed in the underground courtyard, and replace it with the strongest bed." Qin Mo said to Wu Ze.

"Yes, master." Wu Ze was a little confused by Qin Mo's order, why did his master suddenly want to change the bed?

Oh, I get it, I get it, his master dislikes that the bed is too small and not enough to toss about.

Wu Ze praised his super comprehension.

"Wu Ze, the aura of martial arts has become weak recently." Qin Mo said to Wu Ze.

"The subordinates are negligent in practice, please punish the master." Wu Ze hurriedly confessed the crime.

Qin Mo nodded, "Starting tomorrow, the training intensity will be doubled, and I will test you in a month."

"Yes, master." Wu Ze accepted the order.

"Double, a month?" Wu Ze said happily, but he was crying in his heart. This is definitely the mode of purgatory.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but Wu Zejue's master has a trace of anger towards him, illusion, this must be an illusion.

After a good night's sleep, Jia Amnesty regained his energy, but his butt still hurt a little, the first thing he did after waking up was to see how Su Wuchen was doing.

Su Wuchen got up early and waited for Jia Amnesty in the house.

Wuming told him yesterday that his master would come to find him today, so Jia Amnesty is Su Wuchen's real life-saver.

"My lord is better." Jia Amnesty pushed open the door and looked at Su Wuchen who was standing at the door.

Jia Amnesty did not expect that Su Wuchen could recover so quickly, "Wu Ming really has two skills." Jia Amnesty highly praised Wu Ming, but he didn't know why Wu Ming was familiar with him, but...

Su Wuchen gave Jia Amnesty a big gift as soon as he came up, as it should be for saving his life.

"I, Su Wuchen, thank you for saving my life, Young Master." Su Wuchen reported his name when he came up, without hiding anything.

Today's Su family is entangled in death, Su Wuchen doesn't want to implicate Jia Amnesty who rescued him.

"The young master is Su Wuchen from the Su family in Jianghu?" Jia Shen expressed a little surprise in his tone.

"Exactly." Su Wuchen replied.

"My lord, please get up." Jia Amnesty went up to help Su Wuchen up.

"Young master's life-saving grace, Wuchen has nothing to repay. After Wuchen takes revenge, he will be treated like a cow or a horse." Su Wuchen replied.

"Master Su, do you know who framed the Su family?" Jia She asked.

"Master, do you believe that the Su family was framed?" Su Wuchen was surprised when he heard Jia She's question. After all, the Su family was misunderstood by everyone in the world, and no one was willing to help.

Jia Amnesty smiled, "It's just that what I feel is too strange and unreasonable."

"I don't have a clue yet." Su Wuchen told the truth.

"If you have a clue, what is Mr. Su's plan to rehabilitate by himself?" Jia She asked.

In his previous life, Su Wuchen relied on the power of An Yifeng to bring down his younger brother.

Su Wuchen was hit by Jia Amnesty in one fell swoop, even if he knew that he was framed, he now has no ability to fight back.

Jia Amnesty walked up to Su Wuchen and helped him up.

"Jia Amnesty at home." Jia Amnesty reported his name.

The Su family has an intelligence network, and the Su family naturally understands the information of the Jia family.

"You are Marquis Jia En." Su Wuchen looked at Jia Amnesty.

"It's just an empty title." Jia She said.

The reason why Su Wuchen was so surprised was because someone had bought Jia She's information from the Su family before, but it was a pity that Jia She seemed to be protected by someone around him, and there were not many valuable things.

Being able to inherit the Jia family, sending his younger brother to the prison, and doing everything neatly, Su Wuchen believes that this person in front of him must not be easy.

"Long time to honor your honorable name." Su Wuchen saluted again.

"If Mr. Su doesn't dislike it, can you work for Jia." Jia Amnesty opened the skylight and said that there is no need to beat around the bush with a counselor like Su Wuchen.

"Jia is willing to help Mr. Su." Jia She continued, he was talking about weight with Su Wuchen.

"Wuchen will definitely protect him with his life." Su Wuchen saluted Jia Amnesty.

In such a field now, Jia Amnesty is willing to take in Su Wuchen, no doubt it will be a timely help, how could Su Wuchen refuse.

The author has something to say: a piece of counselor ~ in the pocket ~

Jia Amnesty: Nameless, Papa found you a husband and son-in-law