This is the first time he has heard that mental damages and saliva fees can be charged in this way.
He blinked in astonishment and looked at the stick in the woman's hand in confusion.
It's true that it hurt her to poke her, but what about the blood?
Please, that little bit of red liquid that has long since dried up on the stick is the mosquito sister’s blood, okay? When did it become hers?
Chen Xi seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and spoke forcefully across his neck: "Yes! The blood on this stick is mosquito blood, but did you know? This mosquito bit me several times last night, and its belly was full of blood.
My, if you don’t believe it, you can take this blood to test DNA.”
The corners of Feng Qingyang's lips twitched, and her confused eyes were filled with mist.
"What is DNA?"
"..." Chen Xi choked and wheezed. He was so excited when he spoke just now that he brought out all the mantras from another world.
She curled her lips and coughed, "Don't worry about it. Anyway, just remember to bring me three thousand taels quickly."
"oh!"
Feng Qingyang watched with blank eyes as she turned her back and rummaged through the cabinets to find clothes, and then with "clear" eyes watched the carefree girl changing clothes in front of him.
On her charming face, there was a hint of playfulness in the corners of her perfect lips.
"But... Xi'er, what should I do if I don't have money?"
"Ah?" Chen Xi, who had changed his clothes halfway, suddenly turned his head and frowned slightly, forgetting that he only had a small pink and translucent bellyband covering his chest.
Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with a dark light, then returned to dullness in the blink of an eye.
Chen Xi blinked, thinking he was dazzled.
As she pulled her clothes closer, she walked towards Feng Qingyang, her tone full of suspicion: "You have no money?"
"Yes! If you don't believe me, just search and find out that I really don't have any money on me."
Chen Xi rolled his eyes, "If you don't have it with you, can you just have it in the warehouse?"
"The steward is in charge of the money in the warehouse, and I can't get it." Hearing this voice, he seemed a little aggrieved.
Chen Xi curled his red lips and looked at Feng Qingyang with a look that read: "People are stupid and there is no cure."
"Isn't the housekeeper your servant? He has to listen to you. Just tell him and ask him to give me the money."
"What if he doesn't listen?"
"Then you fire him and let him go home and eat on his own."
Lowering her head, Chen Xi pulled at the light green dress draped over her body in frustration. This ancient dress was troublesome. It had a button on the left and a strap on the right. She didn't know how to put it on.
She raised her eyes dejectedly and looked at Feng Qingyang, who seemed to be wondering about silly questions like whether it would be good to fire people: "Hey, can you wear these clothes?"
"Fool" nodded: "Yes!"
"Then help me." Chen Xi said matter-of-factly.
Feng Qingyang, who was forced to sit in the corner, paused, then got up from the ground, with a naive smile on his handsome face as warm as the spring breeze: "Okay! I will help Xi'er get dressed."
A tall shadow shrouded in front of Chen Xi, and a faint fragrance like a clear spring emanated from the man's body, filling Chen Xi's nose, and he suddenly felt relaxed and happy.
Chen Xi raised his eyes and looked quietly at Feng Qingyang, who was a head taller than him.
The man's face was focused, and his stunning face was like a perfect male god coming out of an ancient painting.