A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Song also asked her daughter if she was being too selfish.

The daughter replied: "How many people in this world can be selfless, as long as they don't take the initiative to hurt others and have a clear conscience."

As a child, it is not easy to talk about the private affairs of his father's room. Shu Ange can only vaguely remind Song Shi that He is not an easy person, and dealing with her should be a snack.

The most anxious person is Mr. He.

Under Cheng Lin'er's persuasion, she also agreed that she would be pregnant with a child as soon as possible, and brought Tuesday Zhu to her side.

But he rarely stayed overnight in his own courtyard, and occasionally he lived with him on the ground floor.

He was alone, and where did he conjure a child out of thin air.

Seeing that Song's mother and daughter have been in the southwest for a month, He saw that Song's face was like a peach blossom, and the corners of her eyes and brows were full of spring, and she was more than ten years younger than her.

If it goes on like this, how can you see it in the eyes of Tuesday.

He was so worried and couldn't sleep at night, after thinking over and over again, he decided to put aphrodisiac in the soup to achieve good things with Tuesday Zhu.

Although under the action of the drug, if a child is really conceived, it may not be good for the fetus, but He really can't wait any longer.

She not only wants to get the people from Tuesday Zhu, but also takes the opportunity to provoke his relationship with the Song family and gain his heart!

He was uneasy for half a month and Cai made up his mind when he first administered the medicine.

At that time, she did not live in the General's Mansion, and it was not easy to find an opportunity to administer medicine.

It's different now, He and the woman live in the general's mansion. Although Tuesday Zhu was not intimate enough with her, he did not treat their mother and daughter badly.

When Mr. He wanted to eat, he went to the kitchen to mention that the servants dared not ignore it. She proposed to cook the soup by herself, and the cook greeted her with a smile and made room.

Compared with Mrs. Song, who had just come from Ruzhou, the servants in the house were more willing to please Mrs. He.

To blame, Mrs. Song had a daughter who couldn't rub the sand in her eyes, and didn't give them the slightest chance to make money.

Aunt He was different, she was gentle and generous when she rewarded her servants.

He Qingmian personally washed his hands and made soup, and made a nourishing wolfberry, ginseng and pigeon soup for Zhou Zhu.

When no one was paying attention, she quietly sprinkled some spring love powder in it.

This powder was ordered by He Qingmian, who followed her for more than 20 years, and bought it in a brothel by a loyal mother.

When he used it for the first time, He was afraid of showing his feet, but fortunately, Tuesday Zhu didn't notice anything.

The second time she used it, she was more courageous.

He thought very well. The soup she sent was originally a big tonic. After Zhou Zhu drank the soup, he was emotionally moved, and he would not have thought that it was the chun medicine in the soup.

Thinking of this, He's cheeks blushed, and she somewhat missed the scene where she and Tuesday Zhu were in a relationship.

Carrying the food box to the study, Mr. He specially groomed and dressed up. He put on an emerald green Luo skirt with a pinched waist, eyebrows like willow leaves in early spring, and a face like peach blossoms in March, with a hint of amorous feelings.

From the back alone, He's slender waist is slender and graceful, talking about romance is like walking a pearl in a crystal plate, and then looking at her front, the flowers and the moon are like red apricot branches shrouding the dawn.

She walked to the study on the front foot, and Shu Ange got the news on the back foot.

It turned out to be Xiao Sui, who was in charge of choosing dishes in the kitchen, and came to report in a panic.

"Miss, Aunt He went to the study with the food box. She was so pretty in red and green."

Xiao Sui is illiterate and can only repeatedly emphasize how beautiful He is dressed up.

Shu Ange was sitting on the swing stand reading a book. Hearing Xiao Sui mention it, he laughed out loud.

After waiting for so long, Mr. He finally couldn't help revealing his fault.

She thought for a while, then beckoned Xiao Sui to step forward and whispered to her.

Xiao Sui cocked her ears, listened to Shu Ange, nodded and ran out as if flying.

After a while, she ran back panting, with a half-sized puppy with golden coat in her arms.

Shu Ange saw that the puppy was kept clean, grabbed its ears and fiddled with it lightly: "Little poor, I will suffer a little later, and I will have meat to eat later."

The puppy licked Shu Ange's palm with its tongue, and opened its wet round eyes like a little milk deer.

Shu Ange quickened his pace with the puppy in his arms, afraid that if he slowed down for a while, He's trick would be successful.

She was here to expose He's true face, not to see a live **** palace.

When they reached the Moon Gate, a pink figure appeared under the tree, blocking Shu Ange's way with a smile on his face: "Sister Anle, where are you going?"

Cheng Lin'er wore a double-screw bun with cinnabar between her brows. A layer of powder was applied to her round face, which was as white as pearls.

"Go to the study, what's the matter?"

Shu Ange did not shy away from Cheng Lin'er, teasing the puppy in his hand, casually reporting his intentions.

Cheng Liner's heart tightened, and she persuaded her with an embarrassed expression: "Daddy has been working **** official duties recently, and he has to stay up until the middle of the night every day. My mother specially made soup to send over. If my sister wants to see Daddy, she might as well come back in the afternoon."

"My aunt made the tonic soup. It's really good. I've been feeling a little thinner recently, just in time to catch up with Qiao Zong."

Shu Ange continued to walk forward. Cheng Liner didn't expect her to be so thick-skinned and blocked her way with her arm: "Sister, my aunt hasn't seen my father for a long time. There are a lot of private things to talk about. It's not appropriate for you to go now."

With Cheng Liner's thin arms and thin legs, it's strange that she can stop Shu Ange.

She held Cheng Lin'er's arm with one hand and folded it back. She frowned in pain, tears in her eyes: "It hurts, it hurts, let go."

"I advise Miss Lin'er to do a lot of unfortunate things, but you will hit ghosts during the day."

Shu Ange let go of his hand and continued to walk forward.

Cheng Liner covered her arms and shouted in a hurry: "Sister Anle, Daddy is busy with official business, you can come over later."

In the study, Mr. He opened the food box and arranged the porridge and side dishes one by one, and then brought out her carefully brewed wolfberry, ginseng and pigeon soup.

The fragrant food scent wafted in the air, Mr. He lightly opened the sandalwood mouth, and stared at the Zhouzhu Zhu who was immersed in official business: "Master, it's time to eat, and the concubine specially made tonic soup for you."

"Let's put it there first, I'll eat it later."

On Tuesday, the stigma was not too good. He felt aggrieved and filled with resentment: "The soup will be cold in a while, sir, if you think that your concubine is a broken flower and a willow, what's the point of living as a concubine."

She was about to express her sincerity slowly, when Cheng Liner's clamor suddenly sounded, which made He's heart full of displease.

Tuesday Zhu put down the pen in his hand, looked up at Mrs He, and said sternly, "I'm just a rough countryman, how dare I dislike my sister-in-law, Mrs."

He used to call her Mrs. He's sister-in-law all the time, but after accidentally taking her as his concubine, he still respected her because she was Mrs.

Respect is not love, and Tuesday Zhu has no male or female affection for He.

"Master, concubine has been married to you for so long, don't you understand what concubine is thinking?"

Before Song came to the southwest, He showed a lot of sadness in front of the Tuesday column, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed of his ex-husband.

She wanted to use this to arouse Zhou Zhu's pity, so that she could enter his heart.