Just when the woman who was guarding Mo Xue was about to slap Mo Xue, Gong Jue's eyes sharpened: "Wait a minute, didn't you see that your face was injured? How can you continue to slap her randomly? Even I will feel distressed!"
The woman did not slap Moxue like she did with Amisa. The two of them were taken away by the palace prince like puppets. It was not that they did not resist, but that they were stupid! Resisting at this time?
The women around Gong Jue all have guns, pistols, machine guns, and even snipers. To resist now is to seek death!
Gong Jue in his private villa in China.
Mo Xue and Amisha were guarded in the room respectively.
Moxue was lying on the bed, surrounded by blood. The doctor was treating her anxiously. Although the knife penetrated all the way, fortunately the knife itself was not long, so it did not damage the internal organs. It was just excessive blood loss.
"It's best for me to heal the wounds on your face. If there are scars, I will tear off the skin on your faces one by one." Gong Jue sat in Mo Xue's room and spoke harshly.
But who would have thought that when he was saying harsh words, he would be drinking tea casually. It was so leisurely.
"Yes, yes." The doctor replied tremblingly, treating the injury on Mo Xue's face more carefully. What was more fortunate than the wound on her stomach was that it was caused by a single knife slip. Although it was deep, no piece of flesh was lost, and it was just
The trace of a line, if the medicine is used well, will not leave a scar.
Gong Jue was drinking tea leisurely beside him.
Several doctors managed to take care of all the injuries on Mo Xue's body. After reporting to Gong Jue, they reluctantly left the room.
Mo Xue lay half-dead on the bed. Just now, she was like a piece of pork nailed to a cutting board and was being slaughtered. Finally, she finally got relief and her injuries were completely treated.
Her head rested on the pillow. She couldn't sit up because of the pain in her abdomen. She could only stare at Gong Jue sideways: "Why do you want to treat me? And it has nothing to do with you whether I have scars on my face or not."
Gong Jue put the tea cup in his hand on the table with a bang, and looked at Mo Xue with his blue eyes: "You are so attractive, how can you be so easily disfigured? You still have a lot of beauty in your beautiful little face.
People like it.”
Mo Xue wanted to roll her eyes at him: "I won't thank you."
"You don't need to thank me. I'm just seeking my own pleasure from you. Haha, it will be very interesting."
Gong Jue murmured to himself, he seemed to be in a good mood, and the cheerful smile that raised the corner of his mouth made people feel his happiness at this moment.
Mo Xue was too lazy to pay attention to him, but her mind turned and she thought of Huo'er, so she couldn't help but said: "My friend, where is Huo'er?"
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in that kind of cub rabbit. As a favor to you, she has been sent home safely." Gong Jue shrugged his shoulders. For him, Cheng Huo'er is a cute girl.
It's just a newborn thing, and it's hard to think of anything to come out of, so I just sent it back to relax.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."
"Huh? Didn't you just say you wouldn't say thank you? Why? Breaking your rules so quickly?"
"This is different. You treated me out of wishful thinking. Who knows that you cured me to use me to do bad things. But sending Huo'er home is what I want in my heart, so this thank you is still appropriate.
.”
Gong Jue was stunned when he heard this, but he was quite reasonable, and what was awesome was that his reasoning was very convincing. Such a woman would be a disaster if she stayed in the world. I really want to eliminate evil from the world.
Damn her!
"Don't worry. I didn't bring you and Amisa here to do anything bad, but to do something very interesting and interesting. You can treat it as a game." Gong Jue said with a smile.
"Gong Jue, what the hell are you planning?!" Mo Xue felt a little uneasy.
"Just wait patiently...it will be soon."
"I still want to attend my sister Lan Le's wedding. You want to play games. I will accompany you later. Can you let me go now?" Try to use a negotiating tone. She still wants to attend Le Le's wedding. If it's because of now
She would have regretted not being able to do this, because this wedding was very important to her brother and to Lele.
"Don't worry, isn't there still a few days left for the wedding of the daughter of the Lan family? Our game will end tomorrow. Just wait and see the show, I promise you won't be disappointed." After Gong Jue finished speaking, there was no more.
After lingering, he stood up and strode out of the room.
Before leaving, she left a message, asking Mo Xue to take good care of her body so as to welcome tomorrow's surprise.
Mo Xue looked at Gong Jue's leaving figure. She knew that Gong Jue had a grudge against Jiu Lanlong, but what did it have to do with her? Could her arrest this time have something to do with Jiu Lanlong again?
But thinking that Gong Jue was also Yuchen's brother, more suspicions came to mind.
She was really upset by the complicated relationship between these three people. Such disputes were simply driving people crazy. But no matter how crazy she was, Moxue had no choice but to improvise and hope that the so-called surprise tomorrow wouldn't be too big.
Surprised but not happy.
A long wait.
In Canada, Lanle was forced to live under the same roof with Qilin after arriving in Canada, and he planned how to escape from Qilin every day.
She wanted to make the family restless, but she could never find a chance to do it. Qilin's strength was far beyond her imagination, and Lele would secretly hide in a room and wash her face in tears.
No matter how strong she pretends to be in front of others, there is still a soft part inside her little heart.
‘Knock knock knock’ Just when Lan Le was hiding in the toilet and crying, someone knocked on the door.
Lan Le quickly turned on the faucet and wet her face with water, so that no one could notice that she was actually crying.
The toilet door was pushed open, and Qilin walked in. His eyes were fixed on Lan Le, who was pressing beside the sink: "What are you doing?"
She naturally avoided Kai Qilin's gaze: "Isn't it allowed to go to the toilet? You are a pervert. When others use the toilet, they have to come in to check. Are you still afraid that I will escape through that vent?"
There was inevitably some sarcasm in the words, and it was basically a sarcastic look at how closely Qilin looked at her. The vent was only about the size of two palms, and there was a small fan spinning, so it was probably only able to accommodate Lan Le's small head.
go out.
Faced with her sharp and mean words, Qilin did not respond. He just snorted coldly and walked over to Lan Le.
She reactively kept her distance from Qilin and took a step back.