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 you to the death. As I said before, I didn't push her into the lake, it was her lunacy that dragged me down.
She pressed my head hard to prevent me from floating up. 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, but 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 and stretched out his hand to touch. 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 soaked all over and you have taken off your clothes."
The king's outer garments."
"You can't be so kind!" Yuan Qing said categorically, holding the outer garment he had taken off.
"Yes, I am going to kill you." Yu Wenhao was extremely angry. His handsome face was so angry that she twisted her face into a hideous look.
Yuan Qingling wiped her face and said humbly: "Then it's up to you. Why did you tear my clothes off and make you mute?"
Yu Wenhao simply ignored her and turned around.s11();
Yuan Qingling's nose felt itchy and he sneezed several times in succession. It was indeed cold.
She slowly took off her clothes and said, "You don't want me."
"You are a genius." 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 wet hair, "
Did I misunderstand you? I thought you didn’t believe me.”
Yu Wenhao leaned on the backrest and remained silent.
Yuan Qing looked at him, "Do you believe I didn't push her?"
Yu Wenhao said nothing.
Yuan Qingling stuck out her tongue, silence is golden.
This time it was really unexpected.
Yuan Qingling wiped her hair for a while, then put down her wet 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 turned to her and asked, "Does your box contain any medicine for him?"
Yuan Qing Ling 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 when it's soaked?" Yu Wenhao frowned.
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bsp; Listen to her rub her nose, "Forget it, it's not convenient in the carriage. We'll be home soon."
"Why are you pretending to be reserved? It's not like you haven't passed it before."
"I'm not afraid of you either." 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.
"an eye for an eye."
Yuan Qing buried her face between his legs. This posture...
How could there be such a bad person?
Yuan Qingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Is the part where her right cheek rests slowly rising? s11();
"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.
Yu Wenhao patted his shoulder and said, "Come over and close your eyes to rest for a while."
Yuan Qingling struggled for a while, and Yu Wenhao knocked on her back, "Don't move."
Seeing that she had been covering her head, Yu Wenhao remembered the injury on her head, so he pulled her over and pressed it on his leg, "Your wound."
Slender, cold fingers pushed her hair aside, and there were 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. Smell some blood.
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.
The beautifully curved lips were slightly opened, the teeth were slightly exposed, and the lips were plump and plump. Although they had lost their bright color and turned pale after being frightened, even so, they still revealed a thrilling temptation.
With 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.
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 was not used to the sudden warmth.
She raised a smile and said touchedly: "Thank you."
Yuan Qingling felt that the place was becoming more and more warm and swollen. She quickly struggled to get up, "It sounds good, thank you."
However, it is good to have someone to rely on in the swaying and bumpy carriage.
Yu Wenhao let her go and cleared his throat, "Yeah."
He took the wet clothes and wiped her slowly, very carefully and gently, and he made sure that the hair was completely separated and the roots would not be pulled when wiping.
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 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.
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 stained with a little mist, like the moisture on the wings of a dragonfly.
Yuan Qing was so angry that he sat up straight and rubbed his head, "You are so stingy."
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."
It was really uncomfortable to rest her face on that place, so she moved it slightly to allow air to enter her mouth smoothly.
His brain couldn't function at all, his lips were dry, and he felt bursts of fire rising up in his lower abdomen, making his heart feel hot.