Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 1637: Hi, my baby is this flower

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I didn't expect him to stay silent.

A Demon gardener lived in this courtyard. This gardener is not a clean person, so his house is dirty and messy.

When Shen Jiuli arrived, the gardener had just moved away, and there was a suspicious smell of smelly feet in the room.

Shenjiuli used the cleaning spell seven or eight times to clean the room.

Of course, the furniture inside was also taken away by him and changed into a new one.

A Mo has never been here before, but this is the first time.

The moment she came in, she glanced a little in front of her. She always felt that the layout was familiar, even the wind chimes under the eaves had a familiar feeling.

Slightly under her feet, Shenjiu Li was busy in the flower garden. The last spark of the last fruit had just been planted by him. The calyx was holding his head, and he didn't know if he could live.

He turned his back on them, and she could clearly see a drop of blood coming out of his back ...

"Father, you bleed!" The goddess in her arms jumped down and ran towards God Jiuli.

Shen Jiuli turned back suddenly, saw them, and retreated subconsciously, covering the flower.

Shen Nian Mo rushed directly into his arms: "Father, how did you get hurt? Which **** hurt you? Speak out and revenge for you!"

He leaned his head to his back, and stretched out his hand to touch.

Shen Jiuli pulled him down and said, "The skin is hurt, it doesn't interfere."

As soon as he looked up, he saw A Mo leaning against the door and watching him lazily.

The two looked at each other, and A Mo laughed: "It turned out that when your lord was injured, there was a lot of bloodshed. I think you should rest for a few days."

Her words were caring and ironic. Shen Jiuli looked at her and said nothing.

After all, Shennian Mo is still young. He thought his mother-in-law finally started to care about his father and father, and a small smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Father-son, look, your mother cares about you."

The child's smile is too naive and innocent. A Mo's meal, she wanted to ridicule God Jiuli again, but now she can't explain it.

Xiao Nianmo is too sensible, he can feel the cold war or dark tide among adults, the children are desperately using his method and mud, trying to make them truly reconcile ...

Shen Jiuli sighed and rubbed the child's head: "Well, Father is very happy."

Amo's eyes fell on the flower behind him: "My lord, this flower ..."

Shen Jiuli subconsciously covered the flower again, and his eyes were slightly deeper: "A Mo, don't ruin it anymore. I plant it for a purpose ..."

"Eh? What is it for?" A Mo was a little curious.

"This ... you will know ..." God Jiului hesitated.

A Mo yawned: "Forget it, in fact, I'm not interested to know that it is a flower, and it is nothing to raise in Mo Gong."

Her eyes were scrutinized randomly in the yard, and finally her eyes fell on his hands. He probably had just planted flowers and had mud on his hands, which was rare for him.

In her eyes, he will always be neat and tidy, his collar fastened, ascetic male goddess, and the first time he saw him so humanly.

I don't know why, so he has a faint taste, making her heart inexplicable!

She doesn't like this feeling!

She tilted her head to look at him, and walked slowly: "I look at your injury."