Doting Wife Daily [Interstellar]

On this side of the house, An Si finally finished talking to Qing Yi, and then carried him out to the bed.

As soon as Qing Yi touched the quilt, he took the quilt and rolled himself left and right, rolling himself into a spring roll, with his head retracted, without showing any skin.

An Si thought that Qing Yi was shy to help with his own hands, so he leaned over to the exit of the quilt, looked at Qing Yi's blue hair, and comforted him, "Qing Yi, there's nothing to be shy about."

"But I was so comfortable that I peed, and I peed on your hand." Qing Yi shrank his head into the quilt, and while talking, he recalled his mental strength that became more and more excited later, and he couldn't control his venting because of the comfort. When something came out, he instantly felt guilty.He buried his head deeper, obviously embarrassed to face An Si.

Before An Si could answer, he added in grief: "I'm really a bad partner. But daughter-in-law, I can't bear to be your partner." He thought he was probably the most greedy person, No matter what, he is unwilling to be separated from Ans.

After An Si heard this, he knew that Qing Yi was worried too much.He thought for a while and said, "Then should you compensate me?"

"How to compensate?" Qing Yi was instantly attracted by An Si.

"Treat me as I treat you." An Si seduced Qing Yi in a low voice.He didn't want to scare Qing Yi at first, but he didn't expect that the other party always thought of problems in such a unique way. It seems that to avoid oolongs in the future, he had to let Qing Yi understand these things slowly.

Qing Yi thought for a while, blushed and nodded his head, and then Fang Fang emerged from the quilt.

An Si put Qing Yi's body on top of his body, tore off the quilt directly, and then covered the two of them.He raised his head and kissed Qin Qingyi's eyes, with a hoarse voice: "Just like what I did for you before."

Hot breath sprayed in his ears, Qing Yi's face soon turned red, and he stretched out his hand.

About half an hour later, An Si hugged Qing Yi, who was limp, and went into the bathroom to clean himself up.

The two packed up and came out, just in time to hear Anson's voice and knock on the door.

Seeing that Qing Yi's face was still rosy, An Si straightened his clothes, then got up and opened the door.

Qing Yi looked at An Si's back, feeling a little dizzy.He was still a little puzzled, why did he repeat the previous scene just now?But thinking of An Si's hoarse voice and kissing him just now, Qing Yi's face turned even redder.

Why, why did you get confused again?Qing Yi patted himself on the cheek, not only did not calm himself down, but even blushed even more.

After An Si sent a few people away, when he came back, he saw that Qing Yi was about to be buried in the sofa. He couldn't help but stepped forward and the two pulled out, asking in a low voice what happened?

Qing Yi buried his head in An Si's arms, and said the matter embarrassingly.

An Si rubbed Qing Yi's hair before putting his arms around Qing Yi and seriously explaining what the fusion of soul and body is.

Anson looked at what Ans asked him to buy, and he couldn't figure it out, so he handed the note in his hand to Cage: "What are you buying this medicine for? Why don't you just spray it with healing spray when you get injured these days? Are you sure? Can there be this kind of ointment made of herbs that I don’t know?”

"Your cousin asked you to buy it, so you can buy it. What are you doing with so many things?" Cage also couldn't understand what the thing on it was. He pretended to look at it carefully, and then returned it to Anson with an unfathomable face. .

"What's the matter if you ask me?" Anson took it casually, and only realized it when he saw Cage like this, and asked with a smile, "Don't you know what it is?"

Cage wanted to shake his head, but after thinking about it, he nodded: "Yeah."

"Tsk, I thought you understood it, it sounds so nice." The corner of Anson's mouth curled up, not letting go of any chance to run on Cage.

"The aircraft is here, let's go up." Cage couldn't beat Anson, so he rolled his eyes and changed the subject.

As if he had won, Anson smiled and got on the aircraft.

Ten minutes later, the two found the address given by Ans and stopped in front of an unusually dilapidated house.

"Are you sure it's here?" As soon as Cage finished speaking, the gas he breathed sprayed on the wooden sticks propped on the wall in front of him, and those wooden sticks fell to the ground like tarot cards in an instant.

Several people looked at the board on the ground, looked at each other and took a step back in unison.

"Squeak—" At this moment, the rickety wooden door was slowly pushed open, and an old man with messy and shaggy hair appeared in front of everyone.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I want to buy these medicines." Anson quickly handed over the note Ans gave him, "Can I buy it?"

"Yes." The old lady looked at the things needed above, looked at Anson and Cage strangely, and then turned around, "Come in, it will take me a while to get the medicine."

Ansen looked around and saw that there was no danger, so he walked in, followed by Cage and the others.

"By the way, what should I call you?" Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit strange, Ansen asked aloud.

"Just call me Mo Lao." The old woman replied without answering, her voice hoarse as always.

An Sen responded graciously, and then asked, "Old Mo, what are those medicines for?"

Mo Lao stopped and stared at An Sen again with strange eyes.

No matter how stupid An Sen was, he would realize that something was wrong. If I remember correctly, Mo Lao looked at him just now with the same eyes.He thought about it carefully, but he still couldn't figure out what was wrong. He touched the tip of his nose and asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay." Mo Lao looked away, "It's medicine for internal and external injuries."

"Don't you use healing spray to treat trauma? The healing spray also has a cooling effect, which can keep soldiers awake at all times." Anson was confused.

Mo Lao snorted coldly for a moment, and his face pulled down: "Can those things compare to medical treatment?" Seeing that Ansen and the others looked indifferent, he waved his hand and signaled them to leave quickly, "I won't sell your things Come on, let's go now."

An Sen was dumbfounded for a moment. He just wanted to avoid Mo Lao's pushing and shoving, but was directly kicked back by the opponent.After a while, several people were thrown out together.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

Anson frowned and stood up, rubbing his sore shoulders, knowing that he had encountered a hard stubble.

"What should we do now?" Cage and the others also stood up slowly, grinning their teeth and not caring about their image.

"Apologize, and then continue to buy medicine." Anson stepped forward with a firm face.

Cage and the others risked their lives to accompany Junzi, and Qiqi went to apologize.

However, sometimes things don't go as smoothly as you think.A few people stayed for half an hour, but they couldn't let that old Mo show up. Finally, they had to go back to An Si's dormitory in desperation and prepared to be scolded.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Anson: Why did my cousin buy potions for treating internal and external injuries?How good is the treatment spray, but also cool and refreshing.

008: Oh, silly boy.

An Xuan: Child, Fool, Son

Anson:? ? ?