218. The President's Lack of Love and Split Personality
Until the last person walked out of the conference room, Gui Qi was paralyzed on the ground. www
Mi Xiaomi ran over with a surprised look on her face and helped him.
"Hey, hey, Black-faced God, what's wrong with you?"
She reached out and touched his forehead, "I don't have a fever..."
Mo Rong glanced at Gui Qi coldly, "If I don't have the ability, I wouldn't tell that lie. Get up, there are many things waiting for you to deal with!" [
Gui Qi pushed Mi Xiaomi's hand away, stood up half-stretched, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Hey, Black Faced God, what lies did he tell you?"
Mi Xiaomi tugged at the corner of Gui Qi's clothes curiously.
Gui Qi opened his lips and said expressionlessly: "If you want to survive, talk less!"
"Oh..." Mi Xiaomi quickly covered her mouth as if to shut up.
She thought to herself that after rescuing her rice bugs, she must escape from this terrible place.
There is no normal person, and he doesn't even want to be spoken to. It's really boring.
I began to feel that the big slug was actually quite pitiful.
Well, the worst case scenario is that when you come back alive and you are cruel to me again, I will let you go, so as to prevent you from becoming more and more split in personality due to your lack of love.
Xishan!
At noon!
The time has entered April, and the sun at noon is already a bit strong...
The entire hilltop was filled with members of the Ligui Gang. They were divided into many groups and searched aimlessly in the weed-covered Western Mountain.
In fact, most of them are just perfunctory...
Only Gui Qi really cares.
He didn't miss every detail...
Mi Xiaomi had a gut feeling that if she followed him, she would be able to find the whereabouts of Li Juehuang and the others...
So, like a follower, I followed his footsteps closely.
While searching, I shouted desperately: "Rice bugs, slugs, where are you?" [
I searched until dusk, but still had no clue.
The brothers of the Li Gui Gang began to complain.
If it weren't for the tokens in Gui Qi's hand, they would all be scattered.
Gui Qi could only temporarily let them camp on the top of the mountain to rest.
But he refused to relax and continued to search.
Mi Xiaomi caught up a few steps forward and tugged at the corner of Gui Qi's clothes, "Hey, Black-faced God, I can't tell, you are very loyal..."
Gui Qi glanced at her and said, "You're quite interested too..."
His expression changed, and suddenly he looked at Mi Xiaomi seriously, "Have you really never liked Young Master Huang?"
Mi Xiaomi's heart twitched and she became speechless...
Gui Qi frowned deeply and kept staring at her.
Mi Xiaomi always felt that his eyes looked strange, as if, as if, by the way, she remembered...
It's like the little Shou Shou in those comics...
I couldn't help but shiver all over my body, feeling a huge pain...
She smiled and said, "Hey, hello, why do you keep asking this question? Of course not, he is so snotty, so bad, so..."
Then I won’t go on anymore, someone’s eyes are filled with murderous flying knives.
Mi Xiaomi quickly shut up, shrank her neck, and moved on.
But Gui Qi's weird eyes always flashed in his mind, and all the curious baby cells in his body couldn't help but itch.
Ask, ask, ask, go all out, she is really interested in knowing.
He raised his head and smiled, "Well, can I ask you a question?"
"Ask!" Gui Qi had a dark face, but his tone was not as harsh as before.
Perhaps it was because she had done a lot to call so many brothers to come to see the emperor this time.