"Speak clearly.
"Uh, didn't Luo Xi tell you?"
Jing Mohao's expression was deep and unpredictable, and his eyes glanced across Jian Qing's face so sinisterly that anyone who told a lie would die on the spot.
Jing Mohao reached out and pulled out a cigarette.
Jian Qing immediately grabbed it.
Jing Mohao suddenly asked, "The wound on Luo Xi's hand was not caused by you."
Jian Qing almost rolled her eyes and immediately replied, "How could it be me?
It was clearly when you were poisoned."
"Then why did you help her check up before she left with Chen Chen?
Isn't it out of guilt?"
Jian Qing was so excited by his question that she had no time to think, "When did you come to me for a review?
She only saw you before she left."
Under the man's sharp gaze, Jian Qing's words suddenly stopped, and the lingering sound lingered for three days.
A shocking realization flashed across Jing Mohao's eyes.
Luo Xi's hand was not scratched by the trophy, it was indeed injured by her own poisonous hair, so she threw the trophy away because she couldn't use the strength in her hand.
When Chen Chen took her away, she didn't come back for a review. , but to come back to see myself, and to have sex with myself, and then walk away like nothing happened. good very good Luo Xi, your story writing skills are very good.
Delete all my roles in the story without leaving any trace.
Pretty damn good.
Make me angry, let me punish you severely when you are pregnant, and make you almost miscarry again.
It's fun, isn't it?
I was afraid that I would feel guilty if I hid it, and I could only hide it so that I would misunderstand it, so that I would have to kill the child without permission.
It’s interesting, isn’t it?
When will you, stupid woman, let me have some peace of mind?
"Hao, actually you can't blame Luo Xi for all these things."
Although Jian Qing knew that he had said a lot of bad things to Bian, he still kindly tried to persuade him.
After all, getting angry was not good for the poison in his body.
Unexpectedly, Jing Mohao snorted coldly, stood up directly, and stared at a certain point in front of him, as if he could carve an ice hole into the wall, "It's really not her fault, it's your fault."
After spitting out the last two words with his thin lips, Jing Mohao turned around instantly, and a burst of fists came down hard.
Jian Qing was in pain and shouted, "Holy shit, how can you blame me?"
"If you know what you know and refuse to report it, if you refuse to change despite repeated admonitions, I don't blame you, but who does?"
After saying this, he left no room for action. "" Forget it, I had known that this day would come when I would have to deal with this guy’s woman.
I would only get beaten.
After a violent storm, the person who was beaten was panting, and the man who hit him sat down firmly without a single heartbeat.
"So, I took this shot and survived these few days, and then what?"
"" Why are you coming back again?
How many circuits does this guy have in his brain?
How come he can’t miss anything about what happened before?
"Not yet."
There was obviously a trace of anger in the man's tone.
"Yes, yes," Jian Qing's still aching bones trembled.
Knowing that she couldn't escape today, she simply confessed, "Let's put it this way, although I can't guarantee that I can cure your poison, I can guarantee that I can cure it.
I will keep you alive for three months, and I will ensure that your final battle is not delayed.”
Jing Mohao's eyelids twitched slightly, he picked up two injections of analgesics from the medicine box he brought, put them into his pocket, stood up and prepared to go out
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