"If you can't marry, you can't marry. You deserve it if you can't marry!" Na Hanjue glanced at him with extreme disdain.
Qingge shook her head helplessly, these two brothers!
"Na Hanjue, don't pull me!" Shui Qingmo stood up with a groan and pointed at his nose, "You are now cured of the poison, right? You still don't know how you were poisoned.
What? When you go back and get poisoned again, you won’t even think about me saving you even if you kneel down and kowtow!”
"Am I so curious?" Na Hanjue glanced at him disdainfully.
If he falls once in one place and still falls there next time, is he stupid?
He hooked his fingers and picked out the jade pendant on Qingge's neck, "Isn't it the fault of this ghost? Do you think I'm stupid?" "Is it it?" Qingge's heart skipped a beat and she quickly took the jade pendant from her neck.
He took it off and looked through it in his hand, "Jue, could it be that you made a mistake? I've been wearing it for so long and it's fine. How could it be poisonous?"
Na Hanjue took the jade pendant and put it under his nose. He was about to smell it a few more times to make sure, but Shui Qingmo snatched it away and said, "Idiot! You are looking for death! The remaining poison has not been cleared away, and you still smell it?"
Qingge's expression suddenly changed.
Shui Qingmo said so, so it must be the problem with this jade pendant.
But... Qingyun... Qingyun... why did he give her a poisonous jade pendant?
There was a stabbing pain in my heart.
She really treats him as a younger brother and protects him!
Why did he want to harm her?
"Ge'er, what's wrong with you?" Na Hanjue took Qing Ge into his arms.
"I'm sorry," Qingge bit her lip, her eyes filled with water, "I'm sorry! It's all my fault, I shouldn't..."
"Fool!" He smiled fondly and patted her forehead, "What does it have to do with you? It's because the enemy is too cunning, not because my song is too stupid."
"Please! If you want to go home and go home, can you go home? My teeth have been bad recently and I can't stand this!" Shui Qingmo pretended to shiver.
"Xiao Mo, you just said that Jue's remaining poison has not been cleared up yet. What should I do to help him recover as soon as possible?" Qing Ge tried hard to calm down and looked at Shui Qingmo and asked.
"What? What did you call me? Don't call me that damn name!" Young Master Shui immediately got mad.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo..." Qingge looked embarrassed.
"Ignore that pervert! Ge'er calls him well! Just call him Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo! What's wrong?" Na Hanjue shouted back unceremoniously. Dare to shout at his woman? Humph!
"Don't even think about curing your remaining poison! Go to hell!" Shui Qingmo kicked the basin over with a bang.
"If you don't understand, don't understand. Do you really think I can't live without you?" Na Hanjue rolled her eyes, hugged Qing Ge and walked out, "Let's go! Ge'er, let's go home!"
Qingge hesitated for a moment, and Shui Qingmo said coolly, "Okay, okay, you should go home quickly. When the remaining poison in your body attacks again, you will have a splitting headache and your life will be worse than death. You should go home quickly."
Enjoy it at home!”
Qingge's heart ached, remembering the way Na Hanjue punched the mirror, she shuddered violently, broke away from Na Hanjue's arms and walked back, "Young Master Mo, I'm sorry, I just said something wrong.
That’s it, can I ask you to help him clean up the remaining poison?”
"Well, that's not a bad attitude," Shui Qingmo nodded pretendingly, "Kowtow ten times and I'll think about it."
Qingge bit her lip, "Does it have to be like this?"
"What's wrong? Shouldn't you have the attitude of asking for help?" Shui Qingmo looked up at the sky, looking embarrassed.
