Kusuriya no Hitorigoto

"I don't know what that is"

It was the answer of a cat and cat (maomao) who did not despise themselves (beard) but did not take it too far.

I knew what kind of disease it was, and I've seen patients.

The result was this.

"It's not the kind of disease you can cure with medication"

I am sick.

Uncle did not prescribe anything when a prostitute in a brothel (giuro) caught the disease.

Because it was not cured by medicine.

"In medicine,"

What cures you? I heard.

"My specialty is medicine"

I meant to run out of words, but when I glanced sideways, there was a face of a heavenly man containing worries.

(Don't look at each other)

Distract attention from the youth as if even wildlife were to be handled. Distract but not distract. He turned around and turned to the cat and cat.

It is quite adhesive. Pretty good.

"… I will try"

He answered with a very nasty face.

Picking him up in the middle of the night was Gaoshun, a high ranking officer (cancer).

The oligarchy, faceless part seems hard to stick to, but cats and cats rather get intimate there.

You don't look like much of a magician.

Often women become feminine because they are physically distracted from the yang.

Her body hair is thin, her personality is round, and her appetite increases and she becomes fatter instead of her libido.

The easiest to understand is the example of a doctor.

When it comes to high order, your body hair is not thick, but you would be mistaken for a martial officer if you weren't in a place called the rear palace with rigour (seiken).

(I wonder why I chose this path)

I know as much as you shouldn't ask if you care. I shook my head in silence.

Hold the lights in one hand, and high order takes the lead.

The moon was half the size, but just bright with no clouds.

The palace, which I have only seen during the day, is like a different place.

Occasionally, I decided to ignore it, though I could hear retreats and noises, or something kind of gasping (oh) from the shade of a tree.

Well, there are no decent men in the palace but emperors, which means they are only distorted, such as the form of love.

Cat, cat, cat.

Gao Shun has spoken to me.

"I don't want to be honored. Takashi will be higher."

"So Kitten (Shaomao)"

(Is it suddenly small?)

The cat and cat nodded, wondering if it was light or this old man or something.

"Would you stop looking at Mr. Nguyen like a caterpillar?"

(After all, is it broken?)

Apparently, facial expressions have reacted blatantly here lately and can't be hidden by iron skin.

I don't think my neck is broken at the moment, but I have to moderate it. For the great man, the bug is more of a cat and cat.

"When I left today, I was reported to have had the same eyes as I would have seen if I had lost them."

(I did, however, find it sticky and disgusting)

What you are reporting is also sticky.

"He was shuddering himself, smiling with his moist eyes. That's what you call pleasure."

You answered the vocabulary (awesome) in the utmost seriousness that only misunderstandings can produce.

Rather, it is the momentum that goes down from the bug to the dirt.

"…, I'll be careful in the future"

"Yeah, something that's not immune can be unconscious at first glance, so it's hard to handle."

I have difficulty sighing deeply.

While we were talking about a very tiring story, we approached the castle gate on the east side.

The walls are about four times taller than cats and cats. The outside is a deep moat, and the bridge is lowered during the transport of food and materials, occasionally, and the replacement of the lower daughter.

Escape in the rear palace means capital punishment.

There are guards at the gate at all times. Two martial arts officers on the inside and two martial arts officers on the outside. The gate is doubled, and the filling is on both the outside and the inside.

Two cows had been raised because manpower was not enough to lower or raise the bouncing bridge.

The cat and cat were impulsed to go looking for something in the pine grove that spreads nearby, but there is no way they could have sat in the east room of the garden because of the high order.

Against a backdrop of half a moon it appeared.

The shadow of a white woman dancing in the universe.

He wraps a long coat and a straw, and stands on the walls with dancing footsteps.

The clothes sway, and the strains twirl like creatures. Long dark hair illuminates in darkness and highlights light contours.

It was an unexpected beauty that belonged to the present (depression).

It is a fantastic sight, as if I had strayed into Peach Township as well.

"Furong Under the Moon"

That's the word on my mind.

Gaoshun looked surprised for a moment and crumbled.

"That's a good idea"

The woman's name is Furong, Intermediate Queen.

Next month, he is a princess to be given as a feat.