Yuan Qingling curled up and said with a heavy nasal voice: "If you want to scold me, you can scold me, but you can't hit me. If you dare to hit me, I will fight with you. As I said before, I didn't push her into the lake. She was the one who dragged me down because she was crazy."
She pressed my head hard to prevent me from floating up, so I had no choice but to hurt her with the hairpin!"
She sniffed, feeling extremely aggrieved. How could she meet such a crazy woman?
"I know you won't believe me. You hate me. My breathing is wrong. You like her. Her feet smell good to you too..."
Yu Wenhao tore off her clothes with one hand and peeled them off with both hands, "Shut up!"
Yuan Qingling's eyes were red and she said fiercely: "Hit me again? You want to hit me again? I will die with you!"
After saying that, he rushed towards his neck and bit him in one bite.
"You lunatic!" Yu Wenhao was furious. He reached out and touched his neck. Blood beads were oozing out from his neck. He took off his outer clothes and threw them to her. "When will I beat you? You are completely naked. You took off your clothes."
The king's outer garments."
"You can't be so kind!" Yuan Qingling looked at the outer clothes he took off and said firmly.
"Yes, I want to kill you." Yu Wenhao was so angry that his handsome face was twisted and hideous because of her anger.
Yuan Qingling wiped her face and said humbly: "Then it's up to you. Why did you tear my clothes off? Are you mute?"
Yu Wenhao simply ignored her and turned around.
Yuan Qingling's nose felt itchy and she sneezed several times in succession. It was indeed cold.
She slowly took off her clothes, "Don't look at me."
"The devil is looking at you." Yu Wenhao said coldly.
Yuan Qingling quickly put the outer clothes on her body. After wrapping her body, she picked up the clothes she had changed out of. She took out a pill of vitamin C from the medicine box and swallowed it. Then she twisted the clothes and wiped her slick hair, "
Did I misunderstand you? I thought you didn’t believe me."
Yu Wenhao leaned on the backrest and remained silent.
Yuan Qingling looked at him, "Do you believe I didn't push her?"
Yu Wenhao said nothing.
Yuan Qing stuck out her tongue and head, silence is golden.
This time it was really unexpected.
Yuan Qingling wiped her hair for a while, then put down her clothes and asked, "How is King Huai's condition?"
He said: "Not good."
"How bad is it to be bad?"
"It's very bad." He looked gloomy.
He looked sideways at her, "Does your box have any medicine for him?"
Yuan Qingling said in embarrassment: "His disease is not that easy to cure."
"Yes, it's not that easy to cure." He said, closed his eyes, and sighed deeply. It was just a casual question. He knew that tuberculosis cannot be cured.
Yuan Qingling hesitantly reached out and patted his shoulder, "Don't be sad, life and death are determined by fate."
His eyes were straight, "It was this king who killed him."
Yuan Qingling was surprised, "How do you explain this? What does his illness have to do with you?"
Yu Wenhao whispered: "Three years ago, Ben came back from the battlefield and brought three veterans to drink with him. Unexpectedly, one of them had tuberculosis. No one knew it at the time, not even the patient himself. That meal
Not long after drinking, Lao Liu fell ill."
Tuberculosis is a highly contagious disease that can be transmitted by droplets. It is not surprising to contract it if you eat wine together, chat, drink and drink together, and foam comes from the mouth.
"Of the four of us, he is the only one who is sick. I and the other two veterans are all fine."
Yuan Qing snorted, "Probability, it doesn't mean that everyone will be infected if we drink together."
"What?"
"I say King Huai is really unlucky." Yuan Qingling showed just the right amount of sadness, but the sad atmosphere was ruined by a sneeze.
"Why don't you take off your underwear because it's soaked through?" Yu Wenhao frowned and asked.
She rubbed her nose and said, "Forget it, it's not convenient to be in the carriage. We'll be home soon."
"Why are you pretending to be reserved? It's not like you haven't seen it before."
"I'm not afraid of you seeing it." After all, it's not her own body.
Yu Wenhao snorted and continued to close his eyes.
"I feel like vomiting." Yuan Qingling suddenly felt nauseous, "The lake water just now smelled so bad."
While struggling, the mud at the bottom of the lake was stirred up, and the lake water was mixed with mud. She took two sips, and Chu Mingcui also drank.
Thinking about it now, Chu Mingcui made a huge sacrifice in order to frame her.
Yu Wenhao patted his shoulder and said, "Come over and close your eyes and rest for a while."
Yuan Qingling was not used to the sudden warmth.
However, it is good to have someone to rely on in the swaying and bumpy carriage.
She raised a smile and said touchedly: "Thank you."
She slowly leaned her head over and was about to rest her head on his shoulder, but he suddenly moved to the side. Yuan Qing was thrown into the air, her body fell over, and her head hit the hard mat on the edge of the cushion.
Yu Wenhao said coldly: "Let you bite me."
Yuan Qing was so angry that he sat up straight and rubbed his head, "You are so stingy."
How could there be such a bad person?
"an eye for an eye."
"You will be punished." Chu Mingcui had been holding her head down at the bottom of the water, but now he was deliberately teasing her into knocking her head down. It was really shameless.
When Yu Wenhao saw that she had been covering her head, he remembered the injury on her head, so he pulled her over and pressed it on his leg, "Look at your injury."
Yuan Qingling struggled for a while, and Yu Wenhao knocked on her back, "Don't move."
Yuan Qing buried her face between his legs. This posture...
Slender, cold fingers pushed aside her hair, and saw traces of backlog on the wound. The fingerprints were very clear. The wound was not serious, but there were a few scratches from the nails when someone pressed her head with his hand.
There was some bleeding.
Yuan Qingling moved her head outside, took a breath, and was pressed back by him, "Don't move, I'll wipe the mud from the edge of the wound for you."
The lake water is indeed very dirty, with mud on the hair and edges of the wounds, and it also exudes the stench of mud.
Yuan Qingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was the right side of her face against it slowly rising?
He took Si's clothes and wiped her slowly, very carefully and gently, and he made sure that the hair was completely separated and the roots of the hair would not be pulled when wiping.
Yuan Qingling slowly stopped struggling and just lay on his lap obediently, with one hand hanging down. There was nowhere to put the other hand, so she could only slowly, swallowingly, grab some clothes and climb up to his waist.
Then, leave it there motionless.
It was really uncomfortable to rest her face on that place, so she moved it slightly to allow air to enter her mouth smoothly.
With just such a small movement, Yu Wenhao, who was concentrating on wiping the edge of the wound, froze for a moment, and his eyes darkened slightly.
Yuan Qingling felt that the place was becoming increasingly warm and swollen, and she quickly struggled to get up, "Okay, thank you."
Yu Wenhao let go of her and cleared his throat, "Yeah."
The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Yuan Qingling twisted her clothes with her fingers and hid away. The right side of her face seemed to feel warm. She didn't know whether it was her face that was hot or because of something else.
Yu Wenhao glanced at her. Her hair was messy, her face was like flying clouds, her crimson color revealed the ultimate beauty, her eyes were erratic, her eyelashes were flashing, and they were dyed with a little mist, like the moisture on the wings of a dragonfly.
The beautifully curved lips were slightly opened, and the teeth were slightly exposed. Although they had lost their bright color and turned pale after being frightened, even so, they still revealed a thrilling temptation.
His brain couldn't function at all, his lips were dry, and he felt waves of fire coming up, burning his heart and hair.