The guard blocking the way was a dedicated guard, but he was not afraid of Jin Man punishing him.
Because although Jin Man in the mansion is bold and reckless and lawless, he has never dared to touch Jin's father and Jin's mother, except of course, except for this emotional absurdity.
"My father is sick in bed, why can't I go?"
"This is Madam's order. The lady has an extreme temper. If you make the master angry again"
Jin Man bit his lip, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt welling up in his heart. Looking at the door of the inner courtyard that has never been closed, he thinks it's better to leave, and come back when his parents' anger subsides.
The sun is setting in the western mountains.
Only one lamp was lit in the dim room, and Jin Manwo held a bowl of extremely bright red soup in the corner, and the more he drank it, the more energetic he became.
? On the day she woke up, she couldn't eat the food that ordinary people eat.
As for the bowl of blood in his hand, it smelled a bit fishy, ??but it was acceptable after removing the fishy smell.
After drinking this bowl, Jin Man quietly waited for the night to come, and went to the kitchen to wash the bowl when it was dark, huh, huh I mean, although I don't feel sleepy during the day, I always feel a little tired. This kind of sleepiness is increasing day by day, but as soon as the sun goes down, the energy is full.
It's just that after waiting for a long time, Jin Man suddenly remembered what Xiaoyu said about Shou Gongsha, saying that it was a cinnabar mole the size of a soybean on his right arm, so he lifted up his sleeves and looked at the extremely white arm. , Jin Man's expression changed, where's her Shou Gongsha? What about Shou Gongsha? ! Did Xiaoyu say the wrong arm, not this one?
Thinking about it, Jin Man raised the sleeve of the other arm, and suddenly had a bitter face, but there was none.
But with Mrs. Wang's old appearance, it's impossible.
Jin Man took off all his clothes in disbelief, and carefully observed every corner of his body in the mirror. Except for a black spot on the inner thigh, everything was white and clean, without any shadow of Shougong sand.
God
Jin Man was lying on the bed with his clothes on, and he was really gone. The other party was still a bad old man.
What if not? What if the other party is someone else? Maybe it's the big brother next door or something.
Jin Man tried every means to comfort himself
It is already three strokes in the sun.
Mrs. Jin stood beside Jin's father, with a graceful and elegant demeanor. Although she was only in ordinary attire, she was also elegant and charming. Her voice was as gentle as water, "Do you feel better today?"
The Jin couple are both about thirty-five years old, and Jin's father has become more and more attractive since he was a middle-aged man, but at this moment he frowned and looked at Mrs. Jin with a grievance, "Ma'am, I still feel uncomfortable, and my heart is blocked." Panic. Ma'am, I want to eat Shanlihong."
Mrs. Jin smiled softly, "I want to eat Shanlihong."
Father Jin nodded.
Mrs. Jin suddenly picked up his ears, she was no longer gentle, as if the gentle temperament before was an illusion. "You've got a lot of skill, right? How dare you lie to me? Still want to eat Shanlihong?"
His strength made Jin's father's handsome face flush, especially his ears seemed to be ripped off from his face, he stood up, "Ma'am, it hurts, hurts, hurts, I know I was wrong."
"You really know you're wrong?" Mrs. Jin raised her eyebrows with a ferocious expression.
"Ma'am, please forgive me, I was wrong, can't I be wrong?" Jin's father begged for mercy with a sad face, but he didn't dare to do anything, just let his wife grab him.
Mrs. Jin smiled triumphantly, and let go of Father Jin's ears, "Okay, hurry up and cook for me."
Father Jin hurriedly agreed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com