Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 193: The addiction to broken sleeves?

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"Are you not changing your pants?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

Hearing this, and looking at her shining eyes, his face turned black: "You just need to change your shirt."

"Oh." She responded with a pity, glanced at the belt, just a little bit, just a little bit...

Seeing the look on her face, the corner of the Hell’s mouth twitched, and he really didn’t have any eyes to look anymore, do not open his eyes, and look to the other side.

After replacing the blood-stained coat, the Hell Lord lay down and rested, and ordered: "You go to sleep outside, and the Lord will call you if you have something to do."

Feng Jiu glanced at him, and asked, "Don't you take off your mask?"

This person seems to be wearing a mask all the time, even when she sleeps, as if she doesn't want her to recognize him. Could it be someone she knows?

"Go out." The Lord glanced at her, his voice hard.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu shrugged and didn't say much. He went to lie down on the soft couch outside, closed his eyes and couldn't fall asleep, but he wondered how to escape? Should she take away some elixir before fleeing?

The next morning, the Hell Lord who woke up went out and saw the figure curled up on the soft couch. The black and green ointment on his face seemed to have dried up overnight, and the surface was slightly cracked. While the man still slept like a pig snoring.

He lifted his foot and kicked her foot, but he saw her shrink her foot up, while murmured: "While playing, don't bother me."

He raised his eyebrows, and a gloomy light flashed across his deep eyes. He took a deep look at her, lifted his foot and walked outside, came to the outside of the courtyard, and ordered the guard to fetch him water to wash.

When Chen Shizhong came, Feng Jiu turned around, but forgot that the place where he slept was a soft couch. After turning around, the whole person fell to the ground with a bang. The sound of the sound made the outside eating morning. The Hell Lord of the meal heard it all.

"Hiss!"

She drew a sigh, rubbed her aching arm and stood up, and the whole person was awake. As soon as she looked up, she saw that Yingyi was standing at the door and staring at her with a novel look. At the moment, he gave him an angry look.

"What do you look at? Haven't seen people fall to the ground and fail?"

"Shit!"

Yingyi sneered, nodded, and said: "I haven't seen anyone falling into the bed even after sleeping. How deep are you sleeping?"

Feng Jiu ignored him, but touched the ointment on his face, which had dried out, and said at the moment: "I'm leaving now." Without waiting for him to speak, he quickly walked out.

When I came outside the courtyard, I saw that the Hell Lord was eating breakfast. He stopped his steps when he saw the exquisite meals on his table, and shouted at the guard outside: "Give me Get multiple bowls and chopsticks!"

Then he went back, gargled his mouth, and sat down at the table.

"I don't think you mind if I eat it together." She took the tableware and chopsticks handed over by the guard, and took a bite of a green dumpling unceremoniously.

She brightened her eyes and said vaguely: "Yeah! It's still wrapped in gravy, it smells good!"

Looking at her look like a greedy cat, as if she hadn't eaten anything for hundreds of years, the Hell Lord slowed down her meal and ordered: "Let me bring an extra portion."

The careless voice heard Ying Yi's head up in astonishment. Seeing that the master didn't dislike the boy sitting on the opposite side with a face covered with ointment, he even asked him to take another portion. One more thought.

The master is extremely disgusted with women, but he takes care of this young man. Isn’t he... I really have a habit of breaking sleeves?