< br >Chapter 3557 < br >Yao Jing's eyes drooped, her face flushed and she whispered, "good night." < br >the Qiao family < br >when Qiao Beitang went upstairs, Mrs. Qiao was asleep on her side on the couch, covered with a thin blanket, her soft black hair spread down, and her lotus-like makeup was gentle and quiet. < br >the room was so heated that Qiao Beitang felt hot when he came up wearing only a shirt, while the woman was covered in ice muscle and jade bones, cool and sweaty. < br >Qiao Beitang picked her up horizontally and walked toward the big bed in the middle. < br >then lift the blanket on the woman's body, the skin exposed is as white as jade, blow can be broken, refined and elegant with beauty and charm. < br >Qiao Beitang breathed heavily, leaned over and kissed the woman on the lips, her eyes obsessed, and wandered all the way down her chin. < br >the woman opened her eyes, raised her hand and turned off the bedside light. < br >the lights went out, the darkness fell, and the moonlight sprinkled all over the room, making the atmosphere more ambiguous. < br >* < br >he got up for breakfast and then dawdled around noon. When he was having lunch with Mrs. Qiao, Ling, the servant who took care of Ji Ruoqing, called, "Sir, my wife has got up early and hasn't even had lunch. Could you come back and have a look?" < br >Qiao Beitang glanced at Mrs. Qiao subconsciously and got up to speak outside. < br >Sister Qing sank, saw Mrs. Qiao eating as usual, and swallowed again when she reached her mouth. < br >Qiao Beitang came back a moment later and ate dinner as usual, telling Sister Qing, "my wife's diet is too light. Have I sent a tonic to my wife?" < br >Sister Qing said lukewarm, "my wife is used to eating, but my husband is used to eating big fish and meat outside and feels light." < br >Qiao Bei Tang Ming knew that Sister Qing meant something and dared not say anything, so he picked up food for Mrs. Qiao carefully. < br >after dinner, Qiao Beitang left. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({ }); < br >Sister Qing looked at the tall and majestic figure of the man, and her anger was hidden in her heart, but she couldn't say it, for fear that her wife would be more upset. < br >eight times out of ten. When Qiao Beitang stayed here a little longer, Ji Ruoqing would call him for various reasons. < br >says she is the other woman who knows, and thinks that she is the real wife if she doesn't know! < br >and Sister Qing suspected that Ji Ruoqing had arranged an eyeliner around Qiao Beitang, and every time she knew that Qiao Beitang was at home with his wife. < br >Sister Qing felt that she was also very contradictory. When Qiao Beitang came back, she was angry. Qiao Beitang left, and she was even angrier! < br >* < br >as soon as Qiao Beitang entered the door, Sister Ling greeted her and said carefully, "my wife won't let me call my husband, but my wife won't eat and won't go to the hospital. I'm worried that I can only ignore my wife's advice and ask my husband to understand." < br >Qiao Beitang walked upstairs. "since when did it hurt?" < br >Sister Ling said hurriedly, "late last night." < br >Qiao Beitang entered the bedroom. Ji Ruoqing lay on her side on the bed, looking a little pale. When she opened her eyes and saw Qiao Beitang, her eyes immediately turned red. "what are you doing here?" < br >her thin eyebrows, rippling eyes, blurred charm, graceful posture looming under the thin quilt, half of her shoulders exposed, her skin white and tight, she could not see that she was nearly half a hundred women. < br >Qiao Beitang put the quilt on her and asked, "if you have a headache, you go to the hospital. It's not the way to carry it." < br >Ji Ruoqing said angrily, "it's not like you don't know what's wrong with you." < br >she patted the bed. "come up and lie down with me for a while, maybe I'll be all right!" < br >"I'm not a panacea. Can I still cure a disease?" The man smiled and told Sister Ling, "go and get Dr. Chen." < br >Sister Ling glanced at Ji Ruoqing and went. < br >< br/ >< br >

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