After I was reborn, I married my ex’s sickly uncle.

While joking, Mr. Bo and Uncle Liang left one after another.

In the room, Bao Jingchuan put Qiao Luo on the bed as agreed.

The next second, Qiao Luo ran to the bathroom with a blush and her heart beating fast, and closed the door with a bang.

Bao Jingchuan stood beside the bed feeling lost, looked down at his body, and sighed awkwardly.

"Hey! Sharing a bed like this is really not something ordinary people can bear!"

[Today’s task: Go shopping with Qiao Luo to buy clothes. After completion, you will be rewarded with 2 health points! The current health value is 6. 】

Bao Jingchuan's face froze, "Yangyang, what did you say?" 】

[Isn’t it just an ordinary task today! What are you surprised about? 】

Bao Jingchuan's blood surged with excitement, [I know you are issuing a mission! But what happened to my health? 】

It just took one night, and the health value dropped from 86 to 2. This... must have swallowed the health value!

【This is easy to understand! You caused Qiao Luo to cry sadly outside of the mission, and 70 health points were automatically deducted as punishment! 】

[...] Bao Jingchuan was stunned for a few seconds and clenched his fists uncontrollably. There was one very, very dirty word that he did not dare to say.

【You also know how precious life is! You now rely entirely on her to keep you alive! What’s so hard to figure out! 】

[…] The pain of returning to before liberation one night made his heart burst.

【come on! 】Yangyang used the most flat voice, left such a sentence and disappeared.

The next second, Bao Jingchuan covered his face in pain, shook his body, fell on the bed with chest tightness, and hammered the bed hard!

At this moment, he seriously suspected that the resurrected Little Sun had come specifically to torture him to death.

But he is a very sensible person!

So, after he felt sad for a few seconds, he cheered up again and quickly went to get dressed and wash up.

During breakfast, Qiao Luo stared at Mr. Bo with loving eyes and finished eating in embarrassment.

The next second, the servant placed a bowl of soup in front of Bao Jingchuan.

Bao Jingchuan glanced at the things inside, frowned subconsciously, and looked at Mr. Bo.

Mr. Bo glared at Bo Jingchuan unhappily, "What are you doing here? This is the soup I specially asked Sister Gui to cook for you! You can't ignore your health just because you are young."

"Dad, this soup... I don't want to drink it!" Bao Jingchuan simply refused.

Seeing Qiao Luo eating in a good mood, Fang Youheng couldn't help but clenched the chopsticks in his hand and swallowed the xiaolongbao in his mouth.

Seeing that Mr. Bo was angry, Qiao Luo subconsciously pulled Bao Jingchuan's arm and said, "Jingchuan, uncle is doing this for your own good. You can't waste his kindness just because of your eating habits..."

Mr. Bo rubbed his hands in high spirits, "Yes, yes, the governor is still sensible!"

Bao Jingchuan glanced at Qiao Luo in surprise, "You... really want... me to drink?"

"..." Qiao Luo felt a little confused. She was just about to say, "Just a bowl of soup. It's not poison. Is there anything I can't drink?"

But the next second, she smelled the soup and was shocked to find that there were several tonic herbs in it.

The main functions of these medicinal herbs are to replenish men's yang energy.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lao Bo's blazing eyes. Qiao Luo's face turned red and she was so shy that she wished she could bury her head in the bowl.

"..."

God, Mr. Bo must have misunderstood the scene where she was holding Bao Jingchuan and crying.

Otherwise, his old man wouldn’t have asked anyone to prepare such a special tonic soup!

What's even worse is that she just tried her best to persuade Bao Jingchuan to drink it.

No wonder Bao Jingchuan looked at her with surprise just now.

The current situation cannot be explained without explanation.

The next second, Qiao Luo took a deep breath and looked at Mr. Bo opposite him seriously.

"Uncle, Jingchuan is currently recovering from a long illness. He is not suitable for drinking such a tonic medicinal diet. It is better to make progress slowly."

Hearing this, Mr. Bo asked the servant to take away the soup bowl in front of Bao Jingchuan without even thinking about it.

Fang Youheng glared at Qiao Luo angrily and looked at Mr. Bo dissatisfied.

"Grandpa, she's not a doctor, why are you being swayed by her opinion? In my opinion, she clearly has bad intentions!"

Snapped--

Mr. Bo slapped Fang Youheng hard on the shoulder, glared and shouted: "You know what a stick! If Luo Yatou says it's not suitable, then it must be that it's not suitable!"

The next second, Mr. Bo looked at Qiao Luo with great admiration.

She is the only girl in Qiao Luo's generation, and there are so many medical collections handed down from the Qiao family's ancestors.

Qiao Wenzhu's temperament as a medical idiot must have made Luo Yatou very familiar with it!

Sooner or later, Luo Yatou will become a new generation leader in the field of Chinese medicine!

Although You Heng, that brat, said he wanted to meet Luo Yatou first, he didn't even know that she knew how to heal!

It seems that what happened between them in the past must be the wishful thinking of this brat!

The fact that Luo Yatou already has her own heart is all his arrogant and one-sided words!

"Grandpa..." Fang Youheng was unwilling, but he didn't dare to say anything more and could only continue eating in depression.

"What do you call it! You're a cold-blooded thing!" Mr. Bo hit Fang Youheng again.

"..." Fang Youheng's face was as dark as ink.

A few minutes later, after finishing breakfast, the group came to the spacious living room.

Bao Jingchuan looked at his watch and felt very anxious.

After having breakfast, a quarter of an hour has passed.

Time was running out, and he had to hurry up and do today's task.

Bao Jingchuan looked at Mr. Bo seriously, "Dad, the weather is very nice today. I want to go shopping with Luoluo."

"..." Qiao Luo looked at Bao Jingchuan in confusion, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Although Mr. Bo was in favor of Bao Jingchuan and Qiao Luo going out shopping, he was still afraid that something might happen to Bao Jingchuan.

For the sake of safety, let the doctor and Aqiang go out with them.

Time was tight, and Bao Jingchuan didn't bother to take care of it.

Half an hour later, the four of them arrived at Jiangcheng's luxury street.

Qiao Luo and Bao Jingchuan walked side by side wearing masks in front, while Aqiang and the doctor followed not far behind.

Bao Jingchuan took Qiao Luo directly into a high-end dress customization store.

Qiao Luo squinted her eyes and thought of an unknown story between her previous life and this clothing brand.

It was only after she ran away from home that she realized how expensive this brand of clothes was!

Before she left home, her parents or grandparents would give her a dress from this brand every year on her birthday.

But she has little interest in clothes and bags, and her parents have always instilled in her that her family is poor and fast food, and she can only rely on her own hard work to get a better tomorrow.

Therefore, she always thought that her birthday gift every year was an ordinary dress that looked better than ordinary clothes.

Until she broke up with her family because of her college entrance examination application, she found that she had put on an extra dress in a hurry, thinking that if she couldn't wear it, she would take pictures of the dress and sell it second-hand.

As a result, the dress was bought by the buyer for 150,000 yuan, and she realized belatedly that her family was not a local family.

It was precisely for this reason that in her previous life, she dared to borrow money from her grandfather after she was desperate.

As the saying goes, the mouth is soft when eating people, but the hands are short when taking people.

Therefore, Qiao Luo didn't want to look at the clothes in this store at all.

Since the waiter was not far away, Qiao Luo had no choice but to lower her voice and lean into Bao Jingchuan's ear.

"Jingchuan, let's go! I don't like the design style of this house."

Bao Jingchuan narrowed his eyes, "I think their clothes will suit you better!"

"..." Qiao Luo met his deep and serious eyes, and her heart softened inexplicably.

Forget it, this is the one!

Anyway, now that she is not involved in lawsuits, he can give her one or two pieces, and she can afford to give them back.

At this moment, several harsh sounds came over.