MTL - How to Survive As a Villain-Chapter 160 Signaling? Arrange

Xiao Yu'an met a few times, and Zhang Changsong half guessed: "You want to ask why you are dumb?"

Xiao Yuan nodded.

Zhang Changsong said: "You have blood in your body, your throat is irritated, your chest and lungs are wounded, and you have a chest tightness and shortness of breath. You have a cough and breath, so I have a medicine. This medicine will temporarily make you unable to speak, but don't worry. After waiting for a while, the body will recover a little, so you don't need to take this medicine anymore. You will be able to speak normally."

Xiao Yu’an suddenly realized that he had turned his eyes to the side of Xie Tao’s body and played a few words against Yang Liu’an and Xiao Fengyue.

Yang Liuan touched the back of the head and wanted to ponder for a while. Xiaofeng Yue was so transparent that he immediately understood the meaning of Xiao Yu'an: "Small Lord, do you want to ask about the return of the family? It is not a matter of mentality." Another meeting is like a young child? Before I went to Liuan with Liu, I went to Nanyan to find a doctor. The doctor said that the resentment is too deep. If the recovery is going to collapse, I will let the family return for the rest of the life. Just like a child."

Xiaofeng Yue sighed indifferently.

Xiao Yuan nodded and looked back to Xie.

The 20-year-old boy Lang is standing at the window and pondering the afterglow coming in from the window. The setting sun melts gold and the dust is flying. The boy reaches out his hand curiously. Jin Hui falls on his hand. It is slightly hot and bright, and the young boy giggles. It’s like a child, it’s really worry-free.

Xiao Yu'an eyes blinked, regained his gaze, and screamed at the crowd.

As a result, no one guessed what he meant this time.

Xiao Yu'an: "Meetings, meeting and meeting."

Sancha: "Hey? Want to eat it? You can say that you have to avoid it, you can't eat greasy."

Xiao Yuan shook his head: "Meeting!"

Lin Shenxi said: "Is Xiao Gongzi thirsty?"

Xiao Yuan shook his head.

Zhang Baishu hugged his hands and wrapped his arms. "Would you like to write a pen?"

Zhang Changsong glanced at him: "You lick his hand, write what he writes, and so on, the wound is cracked, not allowed to write!"

Xiao Yu'an: "Meetings!"

"Where does it hurt?"

“Is it uncomfortable to be beaten?”

"too hot?"

"That is too cold?"

"Isn't it? Can't guess..."

Zhang Baishu suddenly had a punch and his tone was very calm: "I know!"

Everyone looked at him with a brush.

Zhang Baishu said proudly: "Xiao Yuan he!"

Everyone: "He..."

Zhang Baishu gas Shen Dantian, shouting in a word: "He, Ken, Ding, Yes, Three, Urgent,!"

Xiao Yu'an: "..."

If it is not the body's disappointment, Xiao Yu'an has already picked up from the bed at this moment, shaking the neck of Zhang Baishu back and forth.

Three hammers!

Who of you sent me a letter to Luohe Qing, saying that I am not dead! ! !

Until the eleventh day, Xiao Yu'an was reluctant to speak. After he expressed his willingly, Xiaofeng and Yang Liuan looked at each other and could not speak for a while.

Yang Liuan finally couldn’t help himself, and said: "Small Lord, why are you... Why do you want to practice yourself because of the river?" You obviously have...

Treat yourself like this! ”

Xiao Yu'an: "Hey?!"

Yang Weiwei, you are the brain to make up the sad drama of affection!

Xiaofengyue also sighed, but did not persuade anything.

Xiao Yu'an looked at the look of both of them. He felt that in the eyes of both of them, they were about to suffer from the **** attack. They clearly humiliated the dignity but could not let go of the man. They couldn’t forget it for years, in order to contact him, instead Zhang Changsong went to work as a military doctor. Now he is so hard to be saved, and he is cheeky to pass on letters.

Xiao Yu'an tried to argue: "Hey brother is not what you think..."

Xiaofeng Yue sighed, Yang Liu An's eyebrows.

Xiao Yuan continued: "I am also very good with him... really..."

Xiaofeng Moon face can not bear, bowed his head, Yang Liu An sighed, sorrow to see the sky.

Xiao Yu'an: "..."

Can you not do this? ! Can you not put on a look that mourns its unfortunate anger! It made me pale and unconvincing! !

Isn't it a good show, you don't know how good my brother is!