Xu Buling nodded: "Okay, let's try our best to fight alone in the future."

Zhongli Jiujiu got the promise, felt a little relieved, and said:

"Also, I am a doctor, I know your body the most. So what about Wu Kui? You are so ignorant of your temper and die sooner or later on Ning Yuhe's belly. I have prepared some prescriptions for recuperation these days, so you can give my sister my medicine on time..."

"Take medicine...it shouldn't be necessary?"

"I'm doing this for your own good. If you don't listen, I will tell Mrs. Lu and Miss Xiao, saying that you have hurt your inner body without restraint and need to be recuperated for half a year. Do you believe them or not, can you be a monk for half a year?"

Xu Buling's expression froze. If Aunt Lu heard this, she would definitely let him quit the female sex. He frowned slightly and patted Jiujiu lightly:

"Jiujiu, for doctors, you must be realistic and not lie about your condition. I just follow the doctor's advice."

“It’s almost the same.”

Zhongli Jiujiu snorted, after dealing with the injury, she stood up and patted her skirt:

"I've gone back to my room. Chuchu has been complaining recently that I didn't teach her real kung fu. Don't get close to me and stimulate Chuchu. Go with your baby tonight."

Xu Buling chuckled, got up and hugged Jiujiu's waist, possessed her and kissed her seriously.

Jiujiu didn't hide. After all, she was newlyweds, so how could she not be greedy for such things? After a little bit of verbal desire, she walked out quickly with a red face...-

The furnishings in the next room are roughly the same, and the two are sitting next to the soft collapse, but the atmosphere is naturally very different.

Ning Yuhe had a gentle and quiet expression, and carefully changed the medicine to the wounds that were almost as good as Ning Qingye's back. As a person in the world, she could naturally see that the bandaged gauze was not tied by Qingye herself, especially the bow tied on the bellyband tether, Xu Buling's standard technique, and she tied it like this to her, Jiujiu, Xianger, and Xiao Qi, and could tell at a glance.

However, I already knew that Qingye and Xu Buling had deep roots in their relationship, and Ning Yuhe was not surprised by this. He was just worried that his affairs would be discovered by Qingye, so he had never been able to speak on his own initiative.

Ning Qingye didn't know that his master had sold her long ago. He sat with his waist and back straight, but his eyes were full of entanglement and he wanted to speak but stopped.

After all, Ning Qingye was just a woman under twenty years old and had never liked men. She didn't know whether she liked Xu Buling. However, Xu Buling had already seen it clean and kissed her, and it was impossible to marry another man. She couldn't figure out such emotional matters, so she naturally wanted to give up and leave it to the master who raised her since childhood. But at this moment, she sat in front of her master, but didn't know how to speak.

The master and apprentice said nothing and remained silent for a long time. Ning Qingye finally had a straightforward personality, but still couldn't help it and asked:

"Master, what do you think Xu Buling is like?"

Ning Yuhe nodded gently with a gentle smile:

"Ling'er is very good, broad-minded, well-educated..."

"He is well-educated and well-behaved..."

"Um?"

"Uh...I mean, he...ah, it's nothing, just ask casually."

Ning Yuhe blinked her eyes, looked at her precious apprentice carefully, and said softly:

"Qingye, did Ling'er bully you?"

Ning Qingye shook his head: "He...no, it's pretty good, just... forget it..."??

Ning Yuhe was confused, so he nodded slightly and smiled, but didn't ask much.

After the skin trauma was bandaged, Ning Qingye had just closed his clothes and the next door had also been treated.

The footsteps sounded from far to near, and then Xu Buling's voice sounded outside the door:

"Master?"

Ning Yuhe's face turned red involuntarily, but it quickly suppressed, regaining her dignity as a role model, and turned her head and said:

"Ling'er, come in."

Ning Qingye's eyes were a little panicked, and he turned his back to the door, fiddling with the belt around his waist.

The door opened, Xu Buling, who was as snowy as white as snow, walked in, raised his hand and gave a junior gift in a good manner, and then sat down next to Ning Yuhe:

"How is Qingye's injury?"

"It's almost gone, and there should be no trace in two days."

Ning Yuhe sat between the two apprentices, and felt strange in her heart. It was obvious that Xu Buling had no appearance at all. Instead, he looked at her with the eyes of his wife. But she couldn't say anything, so she still had to act like an elder and ask with concern:

"Ling'er, how are your injuries?"

"It's already done."

Xu Buling saw Ning Qingye's back facing them, sighed secretly, raised his hand to detour behind him, secretly pinched Yuhe's buttocks, and gestured for his eyes.

Ning Yu thrust slightly, almost scared to death, and secretly pushed Xu Buling's hand with his elbow, turning his head to look at Qingye:

"Qingye, why don't you speak? If you have any worries?"

Ning Qingye held the hem of the skirt tightly, gritted his teeth for a long time, turned around, glanced at Xu Buling, then lowered his head and said softly:
Chapter completed!