My Mr.Mermaid

In the rehabilitation center, Tang Yibai and Yundu live in a two-bedroom, one-bedroom house, similar to a typical community room. Early in the morning, the clouds got out of the room and saw Tang Yibai only wandering in a pair of underwear. There are three hundred and sixty degrees of good body with no dead ends. They are not afraid of the show. When walking, with the long legs moving, the hips are lined up together, the narrow back waist is gently placed, and the clouds are seen. Yes, I almost got a nosebleed.

She has some helpless help, "Are you... not cold?"

Tang Yibai looked back and looked at her innocently. "No one is wearing clothes for me." It was particularly straightforward.

The cloud shook his head. "I really owe you."

As a swimmer, Tang Yibai did not feel that this was so wrong. Anyway, he often only wears swimming trunks in the public eye. At this moment, he is not in a hurry to wear clothes, but to wash first.

The cloud had to follow him and help him squeeze the toothpaste. The two of them brushed their teeth together, brushed their teeth and washed their faces. Tang Yibai was a one-armed man. The face looks like a kitten. The cloud can't stand anymore. He washes the water and helps him wash it. After cleaning it, he goes to him. Apply some moisturizer to my face.

Tang Yibai is quite unhappy. "What is this? I don't need it."

The cloud did not pay attention to his resistance, wiped the moisturizer evenly, and tapped his face gently. Although Tang Yibai said no, he still bent over to match her. He looked at her. "Forget it, you can do it to me."

After wiping it, the cloud held his face and kissed him. "Okay, my handsome guy."

Tang Yibai smiled and licked her hair. "Thank you, my little girl."

After breakfast, the two nestled on the sofa and watched the movie together. When the film saw half of it, Dr. Xu came with two people. Both of them have a white hair, a white hair and a ruddy complexion. Dr. Xu gave a brief introduction. The whole white hair is his grandfather, surnamed Kang, who is the youngest son of the grandfather, who is the youngest son of Dr. Xu, who is 55 years old this year.

Kang’s grandfather’s spirit was stunned, his eyes were stunned, and when he saw Tang Yibai and the clouds, he just nodded. In contrast, the well-off uncle was much more amiable. He took Tang Yibai’s hand and patted him on the shoulder. He smiled. "We have heard about your business. Good! This time we will do our best. I will help you with your wounds. I am not blowing. In our hometown, a 70-year-old woman broke her leg. My father gave him a cure. One month, the old lady can go down."

The clouds are bright and my eyes are bright. "So amazing?"

Xiaokang Bo Bao focused on the head. "That is! I am well-known in the Kangjia Chinese Medicine for treating bone injuries. There are many foreigners who have come to find my family. The little girl I told you, my dad is not just coming out, this is not a story. The athlete, eager to play," he said, and he shot Tang Yibai’s shoulder again. "One white, rest assured, your bones are handed over to us! You are guaranteed to return to the pool within a month!"

Give your bones to us... In this case, the clouds listen to the quirks.

Grandpa Kang coughed softly, "More mouths!" Although he was blaming his son, his face was not severe, and he even had a smile.

Tang Yibai said, "Tell me."

Then Grandpa Kang gave Tang Yibai a diagnosis first, and he hoped to ask. The purpose of the diagnosis is not just to determine the injury - the injury has been basically determined from the film taken before. The diagnosis now is mainly to touch Tang Yibai's physique, and then formulate prescriptions according to his constitution. The prescriptions of traditional Chinese medicine vary greatly. The same symptoms are different for people who want to take different medicines. There is no such thing as a prescription. Nowadays, many experts in health programs like to suggest that audience friends eat this one, and some who sell remedies, what are weird things, these are not enough. The other party may not be wrong, but the most critical point is not clear: these foods and remedies are not suitable for everyone, and some people are likely to eat bad bodies.

Although the cloud said that she did not dare to hold too much hope, but she hoped that she would really want to hold it in front of her eyes... At this moment, she quietly waited for Grandpa’s diagnosis to be completed, expecting him to say something exciting. However, Grandpa Kang was not as exciting as Xiaokun’s uncle. He just nodded. “I will start with a prescription and try it.”

The cloud was a little bit unbearable and asked, "Grandpa Kang, how is your situation with him?"

Grandpa Kang looked at the clouds and did not answer. "What is your relationship with him?"

Tang Yibai explained, "She is my girlfriend."

"Well," Grandpa Kang nodded, and then, in front of so many people, he said very straightforwardly, "The kidneys are in the bones. You should not do anything during this time."

The face of the cloud immediately reddish the mature shrimp. Tang Yibai saw her like this. He smiled very kindly. He nodded to Kang’s grandfather. "Okay, I remember."

Kang and his son dragged a large suitcase and opened it. It was all herbs. The rehabilitation center is located in the suburbs and there are no large Chinese medicine shops nearby, so they simply bring a lot of them. Moreover, many of the famous Chinese medicine practitioners now have no secrets, which may be the tradition left by the ancestors. So what did Grandpa Kang open, Tang Yibai did not know, only Xiaokun uncle looked, and then took the prescription to give a good medicine, and the other three drugs did not bring them, but also let people go to Tongrentang to buy.

The medicine is also a well-off uncle, and the cloud still wants to help. The result is rejected because it has never been fried.

Four people were eating together at noon, and the cloud ordered a lot of dishes. Specially, Tang Yibai ordered steamed squid and pork bone soup. Xiaokun Bobo saw the cloud patiently helping Tang Yibai to spur, and laughed and admired, "Hey, one white, your little wife is really the right choice."

Tang Yibai's lips and corners are bent, laughing at the face of Yun Xiahong, full of tenderness that almost overflows.

After lunch, Tang Yibai should take medicine. The cloud saw him holding the bowl of blackened medicinal juice and took a sip. He suddenly frowned and screamed. "This taste is absolutely..."

Xiao Kang uncle looked at him silently. "Do you think you are drinking tea? A sigh!"

Tang Yibai took a breath and smothered it. After drinking it, the tip of his tongue reverberated with the fascinating smell. He looked at the clouds with grievances. "Flowering, this thing is too difficult to drink."

The cloud is so distressed, give him water, and peel the sugar. Xiaokang Bobo really can't stand these two young and tired, taking the medicine bowl and going out the door.

***

After eating the meal in the evening and eating the medicine, the two did nothing and climbed the roof to see the stars. In the early summer night, the suburbs were still a bit cold. Tang Yibai licked the shoulders of the clouds and covered them with his coat. There is no such strong light pollution in the city. There are many stars in the sky. The clouds point to the sky and tell Tang Yibai about the constellation. Her voice is soft, not ill, and she is coming, like a cup of fresh lemon tea in the hot summer. Tang Yibai listened quietly. At the beginning, he listened to the story with great concentration. When he listened, he was a little intoxicated and indulged in her gentle and beautiful voice. He bowed his head and kissed her cheeks. The gentle force was like a lightly falling snow. The voice of the cloud stopped, she grabbed the corner of her clothes, and the little deer in the chest collided. She gently pushed him. "Tang Yibai..."

"Flowing, blossoming," Tang Yibai whispered to her, with a fever in his voice. He said, "How do I like you so much, blossoming..."

He caught her lips and kissed. The heart of the cloud was hot and soft, and she almost melted into his fiery arms.

The night wind slowly blows, blowing the little warmth in this piece of heaven and earth. There is an aroma of unknown flowers in the wind, a touch of faintness, and it is almost through the skin of the human body.

The clouds glared at Tang Yibai's waist and looked up at him with his head up. She learned his movements, and used the tip of his tongue to find his tongue. He touched it a little bit. This kind of action was enough to make him crazy. The hand holding her waist unconsciously tightened, and she was about to hug her into her body. .

This evening's rooftop science event was particularly meaningful. Tang Yibai was particularly satisfied and said he would look forward to the next time.

Tang Yibai discovered that since he was injured, the clouds were always soft and submissive to him, and he was so distressed. What to do, his blossoming is getting more and more cute, he wants to be fainted by her...

However, the thoughtfulness and obedience of the cloud is his instinct.

The next morning, the cloud found himself waking up from the embrace of Tang Yibai. She was leaning on his arm, his plastered arm was gently placed on her, and then a strong, long leg came over and hooked her body against him.

The clouds thought they were dreaming. She looked up slowly, just in the eyes of Tang Yibai. He was looking at her with a smile, seeing her wake up, and he came over to kiss her.

The cloud was scared to escape, rolled two rolls, and then "squatted" and fell to the ground.

Tang Yibai: "..."

The clouds climbed up from the ground and asked nervously. "How can I get back? How can you be in my bed?"

Tang Yibai slanted on the bed, rubbing his head with his left hand, and the two long legs were close together, bending at an angle and laying on the bed. He is lazy and calm like a lady, and is a lady who does not wear clothes. The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains and shone on him. He is lying in the sun like a perfect statue. His figure is so good, even if he has a plaster hand, he only wears his underwear in bed, and it also has the urge to spurt blood.

The cloud grabbed her hair and ignored the eyebrows thrown by Tang Yibai. She used a pillow to lick his head. "Answer me!"

Tang Yibai said, "I don't remember."

"...What do you mean?"

"Maybe sleepwalking."

The cloud is dubious, "Have you ever dreamed of swimming?"

"No, I think it may be an additional sequela of this injury."

The clouds screamed at him again. "Who is also suffering from the sequela of sleepwalking? Is it a leap from orthopedic surgery to neurology? You are a miracle in the medical world!"

Tang Yibai smiled and hid her. "I am wrong with blossoming. I don't know why I am sleepwalking. You forgive me for this time. Oh, it hurts!"

The cloud was shocked. He threw the pillow and went to bed to look at him. He asked anxiously, "Where is it hurting, is it a hand?"

Tang Yibai suddenly turned over and pressed her under her body. He held an arm in her ear and bowed his head to kiss him.

The cloud was covered with a blank expression on his face. "Hurry and wash!"

After having breakfast, the two went out and slid, especially laid-back, feeling that they had lived in the life of retired veterans. A large piece of beautiful woman was planted in the north of the rehabilitation center. At this time, the festival was warm, red, white, and yellow, and it was beautiful, like a colorful brocade. When people look at it, they can't help but fly.

Tang Yibai said, "It's beautiful, it's suitable for taking pictures. When we get married, we come here to take a wedding photo."

Two people sat on the bench next to the flower field, one of them was a small uncle and the other was a track and field athlete. Xiaokun’s uncle is showing the palmistry to the track and field athlete. He has already said that the athlete is married and has children, and he is said to be one by one.

The cloud couldn't help but laugh.

Xiaokun Bob saw that they were both, shouting, "Don't touch those flowers, they are poisonous."

"Oh."

At this time, the track and field athlete said that he had made a appointment and left. Then Xiaokun Bo invited Tang Yibai to both of them. "Come and sit, I will show you the palms."

The cloud first extended his hand, and Xiaokun Bob looked at it for a while and said, "In fact, it is not just looking at the palm prints, but also the look of the hand. Your hand, at first glance, is a blessed hand. Look at me. Look at the palm print. Marriage line, 哎 good, very happy. Career line... Hey, there will be some twists and turns when you are young, you see, here is broken. The life line is also good."

The palm prints of the clouds are relatively monotonous, and Xiaokun Bobo sees it and throws it away. Then he looks at Tang Yibai. Then he was a bit strange. "What happened? The palm prints of both of you are almost the same, all of them are full of love, and there are twists and turns in your career. Otherwise, I will give you a batch of characters."

Tang Yibai said, "You are really knowledgeable, what will you do?"

Xiao Kang’s uncle proudly said, “That is, I usually like to delve into this Yijing gossip. It is actually my sideline business.”

The more you look, the more like a **** stick. The cloud is also boring anyway, just sit next to him and listen to him. Both of them reported their date of birth and time and place. Xiao Bingbo did have two sons. They could pick up the characters of both of them without checking the perpetual calendar. Then there was a shrine, saying that Tang Yibai: "You are a young boy, of course. This ups and downs are mainly in business. But don't worry, you will meet a noble person. With the help of the nobles, you will be able to turn a blind eye to the dangers, and you will be able to make a fuss, and you will be flying in the sky. Oh, yes," he said. Pointing at the clouds, "From the point of view of life, you should be his noble person."

The cloud held his face and smiled. "You are too talking about the uncle, I want to give you money!"

Xiaokang uncle laughed. "The treatment fee is also a toll for medical expenses. Your national team will give us no money."

Tang Yibai also laughed. Like the clouds, he doesn't believe this, but the fortune teller said so many good words, it really makes people feel very happy.

Xiao Kang’s uncle said, "I will give you two pairs of characters. Hey, these eight characters, hey, these eight characters, hehe..."

The cloud felt refreshed by his tone of words. She curiously asked, "What happened to our characters?"

"You two, the seven world resentful, have been repaired for seven, have not been cultivated, and now it is the eighth world, and finally can be cultivated into a positive result. I just said, how strange, the marriage line of both of you is particularly good. Marriage is the most difficult, others will either fork or break, you are good, such a rare marriage line, let me meet two at once, so I am particularly surprised, I am waiting for me here. Oops. It’s a shame, the good things of both of you are sure, so please let me drink it!”

"Yes," Tang Yibai said with a smile. "Look at you, I want to give you money."

Then Xiaokun Bo told them about what the former seven grievances were like. The cloud thought that the uncle was a big-spoken statement. From the two paragraphs, he gave a seven-story love story. Moreover, he also has logical obsessive-compulsive disorder. The seven love stories are arranged in chronological order. When speaking, the corresponding dynasty has the characteristics of the corresponding dynasty, and there will never be a ripple through time and space. Because of the time constraints (they still have to eat after all), he only gave a general outline of the seven stories, and also agreed with Tang Yibai on the specific time.

Talent is really a rare talent.

*

Before going to bed at night, in order to prevent Tang Yibai from "sleepwalking" again, the cloud locked the door of the room. When she was lying down and didn't fall asleep, she heard someone calling her outside. It was Tang Yibai: "Flowering? Blossoming?"

The cloud didn't talk, she wanted to see what he was doing.

The door handle was turned and could not be opened. The cloud thought he was gone. After a while, she heard the sound of the key □ □ keyhole.

She was speechless and went out to open the door. She looked at him outside the door. "Can you still find a key to unlock it?"

Tang Yibai was arrested for a current, and his strong psychological qualities made him particularly calm. He rubbed her head and tried to ask, "Flower, can I sleep with you?"

"No."

He is a little depressed. "I just want to hold you to sleep. Anyway, I can't do anything."

The cloud looked at his hand with plaster, and she had a soft snack. After all, people are sick, ah, drink so much medicine every day, now it is so demanding, can you not be satisfied?

A person speaks better when he is sleepy, because sleepiness makes people nervous. The cloud was defeated by his pitiful appearance at the moment, and he was pulled into the room. She did not forget to warn him, "You really can't do anything. The doctor said, you must abstain from sex."

"Okay." He promised.

She hesitated again. "Would I press your hand?"

"No, I sleep on your right."

Lying on the bed of the cloud, holding the sweetheart in his arms, Tang Yibai’s heart is full of happiness. Her soft and delicate body exudes a charming atmosphere, and the body's lines are tightly attached to him. This casual temptation makes him a bit dry and tickle, like something to arch out.

He knows too much about what it is. Desire-looking, lingering desire--seeking, once released, it is a wave-wave.

No, no, you must raise your wounds first. When you are a **** of the gods, now you can't!

Tang Yibai tried to suppress the desire of his heart. He took a deep breath and thought: If the hand injury is good, the first thing I have to do is not to re-enter the pool, but to eat my family first. ^_^