You Are My Unforgettable Love

It was a small bottle with a black medicine bowl. When opened, it gave out a pungent Chinese medicine smell, exactly the weird smell in milk.

She frowned. "What medicine is this?"

The nanny was a little flustered and didn't know what to say, but the voice of housekeeper Li came from the door: "What's going on?"

Qiao Lian turned around and saw Li's steward come in. Fang Zheng's face was very serious and unsmiling. Qiao Lian took the pills and asked her, "Is this medicine added to the milk I drink every day? What kind of medicine is this?"

Housekeeper Li took a look and then said, "This is a pregnancy-preventing medicine, which is specially made by TCM."

With that said, she put the bottle of medicine in Qiao Lian's hand. "If you don't want to drink it in milk, then you can take one capsule a day yourself."

Then frowned and looked at the babysitter, screaming sternly: "You're so panicked because you stole milk again?"

The babysitter immediately lowered her head. "Li Yan, I will never dare."

Looking at Qiao Lian, she really saw milk stains on the corner of the babysitter's mouth, which made her think that this pill was a poison!

Return the pill to Li's housekeeper. "I'll remember it for you in the future. I'm busy with my work and I don't remember."

After saying this, walk over, take the milk up and drink it, and then go out and go to work.

This is a villa area, which is very large. Within a few kilometers, there are no buses and subways, so Qiao Lian has always been taxiing back and forth.

But the bank card was frozen yesterday, which scared her into a cold sweat. Today she decided to walk to the bus station.

How much money can you save?

The villa to the bus station needs to pass through a garden.

Qiao Lian was walking and suddenly heard a hilarious laughter in front.

The reporter's keenness made her look up and look.

There is a spacious pavilion in front of the park. A group of 60-something old people are sitting in the pavilion. Today, instead of chatting, this group of people gathered behind one person.

It was a woman, wearing a very beautiful red and beautiful long dress, looking elegant and noble. She could see that she was very old, but because she was well-groomed, she looked younger than the elderly around her.

She has a tablet in her hand and should be playing games.

A group of people stood behind her or beside her, making amazements from time to time.

When Qiao Lian passed by in front of her, she heard the sound of the game. It was a classic "temple escape", and she shook her head with a smile.

Just then, the game screamed, and a group of people sighed.

The woman put away the tablet and sighed, "Today is the farthest run I have ever made! But this game is too fast behind me, I can't, my son can play the level!"

In the end, a proud look appeared on his face.

But as soon as this word came out, a young man in the crowd spoke, and the words were ridiculous, "Cut, let your son play a game!"

As soon as the sound came out, everyone turned their heads.

The elegant woman frowned, and looked back, "My son thinks this game is too simple and refuses to play. The last time I played the level, I was forced."

"You are an enhanced version of this game. It's impossible for anyone to play through the level, talk big, and don't be afraid to flash your tongue! I don't think you're bragging here!"

The words were not flat, so Qiao Lian stopped and looked at them.