It stimulated his fragile nerves moment by moment.
He must be crazy.
When your brain gets hot, you will do these unreasonable things.
"!"
A soft finger suddenly poked him.
Bo Jinyan's expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head stiffly. Behind him, Gu Luoqi was lowering his head, studying the scar, and frowning solemnly.
She muttered to herself: "There are actually two of them."
The bullet holes had the same diameter and were too close together, so she saw it as a scar.
So, could it be that the first bullet missed and the second shot was fired quickly? Was this a determination to kill him by any means possible?
"Who did it?"
Gu Luoqi looked up, only to find that the other party was also staring at her.
There was some indescribable astonishment in his eyes.
Gu Luoqi didn't understand what he was talking about, thinking he didn't understand, so he clicked on the scar again: "Who has such a big hatred against you?"
The muscles under his fingertips tensed instantly, the man's breathing became heavier, and even his eyes became a little darker.
No matter how slow Gu Luoqi was, he still noticed something was wrong.
She lowered her head and looked at the place where her fingertips touched, and then she realized how awkward their current situation was.
"I'm offended."
The door was suddenly opened.
Before Mo Yeren arrived, the voice floated in first.
"No, is it true that the prince is here? That's really strange. Didn't he ignore the little girl before? You can't do that, Jing Yu. You should suggest to the prince that it's nothing to apologize and just cook it until it's ready.
…”
The sound is stuck deep in the throat.
As soon as Mo Ye entered the door, he had just changed his shoes, raised his head, and with the smile still on his lips, he came face to face with the people in the room.
Three pairs of eyes meet in the air.
The incident happened suddenly and no one reacted.
Only Jing Yu's laughing voice came from the other end of the phone: "Don't you understand this? The prince will definitely know how to cook raw rice and cooked rice. He probably puts people's worries at risk, so he can't bear to part with him.
He really fell into trouble this time..."
Mo Ye stared at the two people dumbfounded.
One has his upper body naked, and the other’s fingers are poking her back intimately... That posture, that atmosphere, it’s so ambiguous!
Didn't Jing Yu say a few days ago that Gu Luoqi gave Bo Jinyan a good beating? Why did he take off his clothes in the blink of an eye and after beating him...?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Jing Yu thought he was offline. After calling him a few times, he joked about Bo Jin Yan without any shame: "What's wrong with you? Could it be that the prince really cooked the little girl?"
"..."
Mo Ye could almost feel Bo Jinyan's gaze condensing into a sharp knife in the air and shooting directly at him.
A chill ran through the soles of his feet, and he hung up the phone in a hurry.
"Then what, you, you, you are busy!"
The voice fell.
He didn't even have time to change his shoes, so he turned around and rushed out the door.
Gu Luoqi didn't understand much of the other words. She glanced at the large and small boxes piled up in the room, thought about it, and realized: "You want to apologize to the little girl?"
Bo Jinyan's already livid face suddenly froze.
He lowered his head slightly, and the broken hair on his forehead fell down. The light cast a dark light on his face. After a while, his thin lips moved twice, and he responded vaguely: "Yes."
"...Awesome." Gu Luoqi sighed sincerely: "I thought you were going to hire someone else."
I didn’t know what to give as a gift, so I bought everything I could.