Chapter 402 Collection of Hundred Poisons [20] I don't think anyone has said that
When Jiang Ke carried him into the bedroom, Mo Qing's consciousness was chaotic.
She muttered "I'm not drunk", and when she heard a low laughter coming from her ears, she got angry and hit her head on him. As a result, Jiang Ke lost his balance for a moment and both of them fell on the bed.
Jiang Ke took a painful breath: "It's so cruel."
"Jiang Ke."
Mo Qing lay on Jiang Ke and called his name.
Jiang Ke hugged her: "I'm here."
"Come and drink."
"I won't drink anymore, I have a headache."
Jiang Ke leaned against her head, his voice slightly hoarse.
"I'll make you sobering soup," Mo Qing stretched out her hand, touched his cheek in the dark, and whispered, "I don't tell most people about this ancient recipe that has been passed down for thousands of years."
Her fingers seemed to have magic power, they were soft and slender, and wherever they touched, they were set on fire.
Jiang Ke's drunkenness was instantly dispelled.
He opened his eyes and looked at the outline of Mo Qing's face: "Then who have you told this?"
"Let me think about it..." Mo Qing brushed his eyebrows with her fingers, slowly and gently. After a long time, he said, "No one said that."
She sighed: "I've never made hangover soup."
She tilted her head and buried her face in the side of Jiang Ke's neck. Her breath was filled with the aroma of wine and sprayed on her skin, making it as hot as strong wine.
Jiang Ke's Adam's apple rolled twice and he woke up completely.
He heard his own heartbeat, bang, bang, bang, beating so strongly and powerfully.
He felt the blood flow, rushing and rapid, surging in his body, as if it was boiling.
He realized so clearly that he was alive.
Fresh life, clear perception.
He raised his hand to touch Mo Qing's cheek, but quickly moved away: "I'll get you a glass of water."
After saying that, he wanted to stand up, but his wrist was grabbed.
Mo Qing raised his head slightly and met his eyes.
Then, she kissed his lips, and her hot and intoxicating breath instantly annihilated his reason.
Jiang Ke's breathing became more rapid and he said in a deep voice, "You are drunk."
Mo Qing paused and said, "No problem."
Jiang Ke took a breath.
…
Mo Qing was woken up by the doorbell.
She frowned irritably and rolled into the quilt. After a moment, she suddenly felt something was wrong. She opened her eyes and slowly stuck her head out.
She was the only one on the bed.
But she changed into a nightgown.
The memory was clear. Mo Qing recalled it carefully, then yawned and got up from the bed.
She pulled on her slippers, took a shower, put on a set of home clothes, and then went downstairs.
"What happened to your hair?"
In the living room, Gu Wanwan, who had just walked in, heard footsteps and looked back, startled.
At this moment, Mo Qing's hair was white and disheveled, which was somewhat intimidating.
"Rebellion."
Mo Qing raised his hand to smooth his hair and answered calmly.
Gu Wanwan: "..." I'm already twenty, and I'm still rebellious.
In the kitchen, when Jiang Ke heard Mo Qing's voice, his hands shook and he almost spilled the freshly cooked hangover soup.
Mo Qing glanced around and settled on Jiang Ke: "What are you doing?"
“Sobering Up Soup.”
Jiang Ke came over with sobering soup.
His eyes stayed on Mo Qing for a second, then moved away. It wasn't until he got closer that he lowered his eyes to look at her again...
She has silver hair, but her appearance is still there. She may be wearing home clothes, and her cold temperament has been greatly dissipated.
Mo Qing picked up the hangover soup and saw the clue: "Did you steal my prescription?"
Jiang Ke raised his eyebrows: "I didn't steal it. You told me so personally."
Mo Qing thought about it carefully: "Why am I not impressed?"
At least, she didn't reveal the prescription to Jiang Ke before going to bed last night.
"This morning," Jiang Ke said, "you were confused by your sleep."
Mo Qing questioned: "Are you kidding me? Could someone trick me into giving a prescription in my dream?"
"..."
Jiang Ke curled his lower lip.
The fact is that as soon as he asked, Mo Qing filled out all the prescriptions.
"It's just a hangover soup, what are you two talking about?" Gu Wanwan couldn't see the two of them looking tired, so he grabbed a pillow and stuffed it into his arms, "I'm here to talk about business, why don't you give me a drink?"
Mo Qing and Jiang Ke tilted their heads in tacit agreement and looked at him indifferently.
Gu Wanwan: "..." OK, OK, OK, he knows, he can find water by himself.
Mo Qing drank the sobering soup in one gulp.
Then, she sat down aside and asked, "What's the business?"
"It's about Zhang Zixu." Gu Wanwan poured herself a glass of water and walked back leisurely, "According to Team Jiang's plan, everything has been taken care of."
Mo Qing: "Oh."
Gu Wanwan asked: "You know everything, right?"
"I don't know." Mo Qing folded his legs, as if waiting for his subordinate's report, "Tell me from the beginning."
Gu Wanwan: "..."
He hesitated and drank half a glass of water.
Then, he asked: "You should know what the mission is, right?"
Mo Qing nodded: "I know."
Gu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Zhang Zixu wanted to take revenge on Han Jing, but Captain Jiang didn't like the script he gave to Captain Jiang, so Captain Jiang asked me to get close to Han Jing."
Mo Qing said "hmm" and said, "What then?"
Gu Wanwan raised his eyebrows: "You can search online."
Mo Qing wanted to find his cell phone, but found that he didn't have it with him. At this time, Jiang Ke, who was sitting next to him, handed over his cell phone.
And thoughtfully find news for her.
On the hot search list, you can basically find Han Jing's name in the top ten, such as "Han Jing's black history", "Han Jing XD", "Han Jing's gold master" and a series of hot searches, which are simple and crude.
Mo Qing clicked in and took a look. Han Jing's fans collectively lost their fans. Passersby were so shocked that they dropped their melons. The latest news was...
Han Jing was arrested.
"It didn't take much effort. Han Jing is a legal professional. The things she did are enough to support her in prison." Gu Wanwan said, "Evil will be punished. Isn't it better than Zhang Zixu's clumsy script?"
Want to be consummated?”
Mo Qing browsed the news for a while, and then asked: "I don't care what you do, but is Zhang Zixu satisfied?"
