(ARC 1-4 ) Quick wear: The host of Bailian is milky and sweet

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"So-called genetically matched partners do not mark anyone themselves."

But it seems that many people automatically ignore this point.

So Mu Xingchun is not a marshal's wife, but his depth her is.

As for why he didn't clarify, it was because he seemed to know something.

Ji Sishen: "..."

He seemed to have really forgotten.

So everything the Mu family did was useless?

I wonder if Mu Xingchun will cry when she finds out.

Seeing people react, Fu Ting couldn't help but laugh.

"So, you are my marshal's wife."

Ji Si glared at Fu Ting angrily, "Who is your marshal's wife!"

Fu Ting hugged the man tightly, "Of course it's you."

Ji Sishen replied casually, "Shameless."

But it made Fu Ting intensify, "Shen Shen, you'll know what it's like later, it's shameless."

Ji Sishen: "..."

"Marshal of the dignified interstellar, I don't know a little bit about moderation! Also...indulgence/lust!"

With a low smile, Fu Ting pressed the person under his body his, and thoroughly implemented what it means to be unrestrained and what it means to indulge.

And the poor deep, there is no room for refutation.

Even the last time in the mouth has been misinterpreted as one more time.

If it were n't for his mental strength his, he would have to be squeezed / dried by Fu Ting, a bastard.

But he still couldn't stand the toss.  After a few times, Ji Sishen lay exhausted on the sofa, motionless, like a rice bug.

Fu Ting caressed Ji Sishen's spring-colored brows lightly, and chuckled softly.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fu Ting called Qiao Zhi.

Qiao Zhi is Fu Ting's personal doctor.

"It's almost midnight, why did you call me here?"

Fu Ting didn't say much, "Look."

Qiao Zhi followed Fu Ting's gaze, and saw Ji Sishen who was dressed neatly.

He seemed to be asleep, but his eyebrows his were slightly frowned, and he looked a little painful.

"Where did you get this little milk bag from?"

He could vaguely smell the lingering breath in the air.

Fu Ting glanced at Qiao Zhi lightly.

Qiao Zhi did n't talk nonsense, and he quickly checked Ji Sishen.

But at the beginning, he looked relaxed, but in the end, he became serious.

"Why is his spiritual domain damaged so badly?"

He had never seen a person who was severely damaged in the spiritual realm.

Generally, the damage to the mental field is only used on prisoners of capital punishment.

And if it is just ordinary damage, it will be repaired automatically after a period of time.

But the damage to this little milk bag obviously cannot be repaired automatically.

Depending on the degree of damage to the small milk pack, it is very likely that it has been maintained for a very long time, so it has lost the ability to automatically repair.

"Gm reagent."

Qiao Zhi was a little shocked, "Gm reagent? Isn't this contraband?"

"Now only the royals have it."

And because it is too inhuman, it is absolutely impossible to take it out unless it is a last resort.

Such a small milk bag can't be someone who offends the royal family.

Fu Ting frowned slightly, I'm afraid this matter needs to be investigated carefully.

"Can it be cured?"

Qiao Zhi nodded, "If it's someone else's words, maybe not."

"But you can."

Hearing this, Fu Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

"How to do it."

Qiao Zhi looked at Fu Ting and spoke with a serious face.

"Just do it."

Fu Ting was puzzled.

Qiao Zhi glanced at Ji Sishen, then looked at Fu Ting, then reached out and patted Fu Ting's shoulder.

"In layman's terms, you... double cultivation."

Body and soul dual cultivation.

Fu Ting: "..."