"You want me to die, right?" Qing Mo slowly approached Jin Yan. Jin Yan was so frightened that she held a breath in her heart and her eyes widened.
Jin Yan looked at Qing Mo who was getting closer and closer. There was a short circuit in his mind for a moment. Did he wake up from a dream? Damn, what on earth is going on? Why is Qing Mo still here? Qing Mo bent down and looked condescendingly at the bed.
Looking at Jin Yan, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a sneer, and the coldness exuded made all the pores of Jin Yan's body open.
Suddenly, Jin Yan let out a low drink, and then heard Qing Mo snort. A red and swollen patch suddenly appeared on Qing Mo's fair face. At this time, Jin Yan still kept her fist posture. She had just used all her strength.
He had the strength to punch Qing Mo. This fist was not light. Although Jin Yan was very weak now, she still had strength. After all, her foundation was there, and Qing Mo didn't expect that Jin Yan would hit him in this state, so he didn't.
avoid.
After the punch was delivered, Qing Mo laughed angrily, stared at Jin Yanyi and smiled softly. This was the first time he dared to hit his woman, and he was hit. Should he think about whether he wanted to live rather than die?
No way to torture this damn woman!
Facing Qing Mo's storm, Jin Yan rolled her eyes and fainted. The punch just now had exhausted her strength. In fact, what she originally thought was that as long as she smashed the bastard in front of her with one punch, then
She could completely wake up from her dream, but now it seems that it is impossible. Even if she is broken, the bastard in front of her will not be broken. She gives up and just lets fate happen.
Jin Yan's faintness made Qing Mo even more furious. It was as if he had originally punched hard to break the thing in front of him, but when he was about to hit, a ball of cotton appeared in front of him.
He couldn't exert any strength at all, nor could he vent his anger, which made him very uncomfortable.
Is this woman his nemesis?
Qing Mo simply ignored her. He walked out of Jin Yan's room and came to the living room. Because Jin Yan had been away for too long, many things in the house were no longer edible, and Qing Mo really didn't understand these things.
, he simply sat down on the sofa and looked through the magazines on the coffee table. After looking at the photos in the magazines, he finally understood why Bai Ziyin dressed up like that that day. It turned out that he had learned this.
The thought of Bai Ziyin and Qingmo made him angry. He should really catch Bai Ziyin, pat his butt and leave after doing something bad. It was too easy.
Jin Yan was a bit dizzy and had a fever. After sitting on the sofa for a while, Qing Mo thought about it and walked in. Seeing Jin Yan's brows furrowed and her cheeks red, he reached out and touched her forehead.
, I felt it was very hot as soon as I touched it.
He walked out and walked around, thinking about getting some water for Jin Yan, but he was not familiar with the things in this house, and he rarely did anything himself, so he was really not very good at taking care of others.
One of the questions he is struggling with now is whether he can conjure it up by himself or continue to study it in this place.
After thinking about it, he walked to the kitchen, and he touched it casually like Bai Ziyin before, but he was much more cautious than Bai Ziyin, and would not make noises like Bai Ziyin. His eyes fell on the faucet.
He lightly touched the faucet switch, and water came out immediately, but it was not big and did not splash on his clothes.
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