Suddenly, Jing Mohao's figure froze.
The eyebrows stretched, the corners of the mouth curved, and the warm sun spread on Bingshan's face.
On the deep red soft sofa, under the pillows, there lay a crystal-clear silver bracelet, which was so radiant that the man's entire pupils were filled with starlight.
Jian Qing poked her head around and saw him looking at a bracelet in a daze, seeming to be giggling.
I go what is this doing He reached out to pick up the bracelet, but was slapped away by the man.
Jian Qing was in pain and immediately retracted, "Hao, you can't be gentler."
"You think you are Luo Xi" "" In this world, he only obeys the title of wife-protecting madman Jing Mo Hao A bracelet that Luo Xi dropped could be treasured like this by him Jing Mohao reached out to take it, and Jian Qing suddenly realized something and grabbed him, "Wait a minute, I'd better test whether it's poisonous."
"Go away, if you want a test, buy one for yourself."
After Jing Mohao said that, he immediately picked up the bracelet. "" Buy one yourself, and then have the wool tested He is testing to see if it is poisonous, but not testing to see if it is genuine 925 pure silver.
Jing Mohao's arms began to tremble slightly, but he still stared at the bracelet in his hand and examined it carefully under the light.
Finally, he found a crystal on a small buckle.
Jing Mohao smiled wantonly, but his whole body became stiff.
Jian Qing's attention, which was originally focused on his hand, was instantly attracted by something wrong with him.
As soon as her fingers rested on his arm, she felt the impact of the collision that began to crack in the bones.
"You said you are sorry?"
Jian Qing really didn't know what to say at this moment, so she immediately pulled off the cap of the injection in her hand and injected it into his arm.
When you're looking for something, you can't tell him first and ask him to inject the medicine before looking for it.
This thing doesn't have legs, so it can run away.
If you don’t know how to cherish yourself, you will have to torture yourself into a cripple.
Jian Qing picked up the contract on the table and asked, "What is this?"
As he said that, he turned it over and saw that Jing Mohao wanted to stop but couldn't move.
"Damn it, if you set up a charity project with 3 billion, you still have money and nowhere to spend it.
Your brain is burned out."
"I rely on memory nerve resection.
Isn't this my patent?
How could anyone else do it?"
"I am connected by blood and live and die together.
How can I return this perverted curse?"
"Holy shit, you really knelt down for him."
“Holy shit, that’s not it” "It's over or not?"
Jing Mohao was annoyed by what he said.
"Dede, are you feeling better?"
Jian Qing pressed his upper arm and felt the tremor weaken slightly.
"Okay, let's go."
Jing Mohao stood up and walked out.
"I said, if you don't take a moment, the medicine won't be fully effective yet."
"What are you talking about?
Go back quickly." "" On the plane, Yan Yu stood next to Jing Mohao, watching him fiddle with a string of bracelets that only women would wear, with a dark look on his face.
Since Miss Luo is gone, the young master's hobbies have become more and more strange.
Why do you sleep with a light blue alarm clock, take a shower with a bottle of women's shower gel, like to eat egg custard without putting anything in it, and are still playing with a women's bracelet?
Why do I feel like the young master is becoming more and more feminine?
How did he know this?
I just saw this accidentally when I was looking for the young master: