One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 2255: What is true happiness

The two interacted like no one else around, and seeing the sick old man's eyes made the old man sigh: "Young people, you are very happy."

Nalan Xiner smiled embarrassedly, with a bit of shyness: "No, he just likes to bully me!"

Really, every time she has to say something soft, he can put away his domineering and cold look and make some small concessions.

The old man also laughed: "Being able to bully until old age is happiness."

Have you been bullied by your uncle until you are old?

Nalan Xiner suddenly had such a picture in her mind——

Her long hair like ink has turned into silver threads like waterfalls;

And the uncle has wrinkles on his forehead and darker eye sockets.

She's no longer the elf that jumps around;

His back is not as straight as it is now...

Even if they are old enough, they can still look at each other and fight like they are now...

Looks like it's really a happy, happy thing.

She was suddenly full of energy again, and her palm was filled with pure moonlight aura, which she instilled in the old man: "Hehe, old man, it's your blessing! Are you and your wife already enjoying this kind of happiness?"

Unexpectedly, the old man was silent for a moment, but said: "No. She is in my heart and enjoys this kind of happiness."

Nalan Xiner was taken aback for a moment, and she realized at will that the old man's wife was probably dead.

He can only spend the rest of his life with her in his heart...

For a while, my eyes were a little sour and astringent.

Suddenly, she felt that if she talked about growing old together, or about the happiness in the future, it is better to cherish the happiness that you can be together now.

Because no one can predict what will happen in the future...

Seeing Nalan Xiner's mood changing drastically, Dongfang Yunhe couldn't help frowning again and stepped forward: "What's wrong?"

Nalan Xiner quickly shook her head, not wanting to infect him with this sad emotion: "It's okay, uncle, I'll get it done soon! I'm so thirsty, I really want to drink water!"

Sure enough, Dongfang Yunhe's attention was diverted: "Want to drink pure water or juice? Lord, go get it for you."

"Just boiled water is fine." Nalan Xiner breathed a sigh of relief.

I watched Dongfang Yunhe go to the kitchen to bring water in person without hesitation for the sake of saying "thirsty"...

At this moment, such a man is her happiness, isn't it?

What are you waiting for to grow old together.

When the last patient was pushed out, Nalan Xiner wiped the sweat from her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, I still carefully instruct everyone to pay attention to water and food hygiene after returning to the room to rest, and continue to drink medicinal soup to consolidate the therapeutic effect.

Then, after listening to the reports of the servants, according to the actual situation, several urgent tasks were assigned to them to complete.

Including re-cleaning the guest's room, using fresher peppermint essential oil instead of wormwood essential oil, and incense the room and corridor again; preparing some delicious late-night snacks for everyone, as well as a nutritious breakfast in the morning; the servants themselves Make a good schedule, work in turns, and don't fall ill because of overwork...

Na Lanfeng has been stubbornly refusing to leave.

At this moment, watching how Nalan Xiner solves these trivial matters one by one, and how miraculously she pushes out critically ill patients one by one with a refreshing feeling...

She was surprised and jealous.

Damn, such a serious infectious disease did not defeat Nalan Xiner, but gave her an excellent opportunity and greatly increased her popularity.

How could she be reconciled? !

Glancing fiercely at the silent Lan Zhirou next to her, Na Lanfeng felt very heartbroken.

Why are you carrying all the useless stuff around? !

If she were in France, it would be nice to have a staff to help her...

While indignant, Lan Zhirou next to her suddenly spoke in a low voice, "Auntie, in fact...there is still a chance...to make all the hard work of the **** go to waste..."