Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 1797: I didn’t indulge my sadness


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"Mother, is your father and father really closed?" Shen Nianmo finally asked what he had always wanted to ask.

"... um."

A strong laughter is like a balloon. A random word from her son is like a needle to her, and a slight **** is in danger of breaking.

The pain seems to spread anytime, anywhere, to drown her all ...

She struggled and smiled, and got up: "Go, read Mo, let your mother see your homework!"

...

Thinking like weeds, a little stimulating, then floods into disaster.

People want to get drunk and relieve their worries. They want to use anorexia to numb themselves and coax themselves.

But for Ning Xuemo, she can't do it, because she has a son, and she doesn't indulge her sadness.

All the hardships are in her heart. She strives to keep herself busy and paralyze herself with her busyness.

Just a little leisure, she will be fascinated, long for a long time, and now she is looking at the books on that shelf.

Almost all the books on this bookshelf were hand-written by Shen Jiuli, and casually opening one was his free and easy handwriting.

These books are new and old, and the new ones are obviously prepared for Shennian Mo, because the content in it is completely aimed at his physical characteristics.

As for the old ones, they are neatly arranged, there are Buddhist scriptures, poisonous scriptures, medical scriptures ... various and varied.

A person lives too long, and his kung fu is too high, which can be a bit boring. Therefore, the study of Shenjiu Li is very complicated, and his interest often shifts. When he has learned the peak of a skill, he will write a summary Just throw it aside, these books are his summary.

Shen Nian Mo is endorsing, Ning Xue Mo sits here and reads casually.

With her current mentality, she ca n’t see anything, but it ’s good to see his typeface here.

She remembers that when she watched "You from the Stars", the heroine lost her mind, and desperately sought out those who knew him and told them about the hero, over and over again. Listen, cry over and over ...

She looked puzzled at the time, and everyone was gone. Is it still useful to listen to those trivial matters?

Now she finally understands that mood.

She also really wants to hear about God Jiuli from another population.

Like just now, she teased God and Nianmo side by side, talking about those things when he got along with his father ...

It's not enough to listen to it again. I want to listen to it again ...

She can laugh even if it's not funny, tears of laughter almost come out.

It's almost like hysterics!

Until the Shennian Mo who was asking was almost suspicious, she forced herself to stop and pretend to sit by this bookshelf without a problem and read the book written by God Jiuli.

The sun is just right outside, and the bright light hits the house, casting a silhouette on the people inside the house.

In such a sunny afternoon, in such bright sunshine, if he is still ...

My heart hurts like a tear!

She clenched the scroll in her hand and bent down slightly, waiting for the pain to pass.

I inadvertently glanced at a corner of a bookcase that looked a little bit special and seemed to be often taken down for reading.

What kind of book is often taken down by God Jiuli?

She walked in curiously, raised her hand and went to get the book. It didn't feel right when she took it. This is not a book, this is an institution!

After all, she had been an agent, and she was not generally skilled at destroying institutions. Holding the book a little while turning, the bookshelf suddenly moved to both sides, exposing one of the passages.


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