While thinking about whether to wake him up, I also thought about letting him get enough sleep.
Just sleep until you lose your memory.
Seeing him coming downstairs drunk, I finally let go of my tangled nerves, looked at him and said, "I said, did you drink the entire winery?
I have never seen you drunk before. " "Really?"
Jing Mohao raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously still a little depressed.
"Do you know how long you have been asleep?"
Jian Qing tentatively asked him if he had retained any memories when he was drunk.
"Why do I still have to pay hospital fees when I sleep in my own home?"
"" You have to remember the last time you asked him for hospitalization expenses.
But judging by his tone, he probably didn't remember anything.
He went in to check everything in the room and made sure that there were no traces of Luo Xi.
If he had no impression of it, he would have concealed the matter.
Jing Mohao walked directly to the table, picked up the glass and was about to take a sip of water, but felt that the exposed little finger was cold, and his movements stopped instantly.
His eyelids twitched slightly, he dropped the glass, spread his fingers, and saw that his bare little finger lacked the texture of metal.
"What's wrong?"
Jian Qing suddenly became a little nervous due to his hesitant movements.
Jing Mohao glanced at him quietly when he heard the sound, only to realize that he was also staring at his palm.
Normally, he would be looking at his expression while holding the tea cup, not his hands.
In addition, he didn't bother to sober himself up after sleeping for such a long time, and he didn't blame him too much.
Instead, he chose to joke without commenting.
Something must have happened.
"Luoxi has come."
Jing Mohao's voice was not sure, but it did not contain any doubts.
A line of cold sweat suddenly broke out behind Jian Qing, but his voice pretended to be calm and he replied, "What are you talking about?
You haven't sobered up yet.
I've been downstairs.
If Luo Xi had come, I wouldn't have told you what you lost." " "ring."
"The ring, did you throw it away somewhere when you were drunk?"
Jian Qing said casually, unable to help but feel worried.
Luo Xi is still determined to do something with his ring.
I took it as soon as I took it, but I told him so that he could make preparations in advance.
Even if he had to find an identical one in advance, it would be easier to deal with it.
Jing Mohao stared at the expression on his face, but couldn't see any clues.
He snorted coldly, picked up the glass again and took a sip of water.
"You'd better not know.
If I find out you're talking nonsense, you'll just be waiting to pull out the bones and use them as puzzle pieces."
After Jing Mohao finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa.
Jian Qing couldn't help but shrink her neck, but she still managed to hold on and replied confidently, "Of course I don't know, you still can't believe me."
In the blink of an eye, she saw that the man had taken out his mobile phone, found the number and dialed it, and Jian Qing couldn't help but start beating the drum in her heart.
Although he didn't know if his ring was taken away by Luo Xi, he definitely couldn't let go of Luo Xi's visit.
Who knows how many kinds of medicines Jing Mohao has in his gourd, they are even more versatile than him, a doctor.
Jing Mohao was heard speaking calmly into the phone, "Send me the location of the ring."
I go Jian Qing complained deeply in her heart.
He even put a locator in the ring He is worthy of being the eldest son of the Dark Empire: