Although she was smiling, the pain was almost unspoken.
Su Jingxing was severely shocked. He never expected that she would have such a big reaction.
If the abnormal feeling in his body hadn't become more and more obvious, he could hardly help but want to hold Jiu'er in his arms.
Jiu'er naturally noticed Su Jingxing's abnormality, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Su Jingxing, you don't have to be so surprised. You people in Cangyu are really right in scolding me. I am really a witch. So I give some medicine to the men I like.
, it’s really ordinary.”
"You can't resist. I'm not ugly, and I haven't slept with another man. It's not a loss for you to send me here for nothing."
"If you really can't bear it, just close your eyes, or I'll give you some more medicine to knock you out. You take a nap, and I can make you forget nothing when you wake up."
Su Jingxing's pupils trembled slightly when he saw the girl who looked as fragile as glass speaking such shocking words in a serious manner.
"Murong Jiu, is this what you want?"
Jiuer lay down on him condescendingly and said seriously, "Not really, but if I can't win your heart, wouldn't it be great if I get your person?"
Although her illness needed to be treated physically and mentally by him, otherwise she wouldn't have been so slow to play with him.
But with the current situation, we can't wait any longer.
Then get the body first, just in case it works, you have to give it a try, right?
Su Jingxing was so stimulated by her matter-of-fact tone that he slowly closed his eyes.
Opening it again, it was complicated and obscure that Jiuer couldn't understand.
"Murong Jiu, what would you do if someone else treated you like this?"
Jiuer tilted his head and said, "I will kill him."
Then he smiled innocently at Su Jingxing, "Are you asking me to compare my feelings with my own? No problem, Su Jingxing. If you can kill me afterwards, then you can."
Su Jingxing was such a person who concealed his thoughts so deeply that he almost bled from Jiu'er's sincere and unintentional tone.
Because of his exquisite heart, he instantly understood that the person in front of him still didn't understand what Xin Yue was.
In other words, the person she cares about in her heart is not him.
Once again realizing this problem with great clarity, Su Jingxing just felt cold.
Colder than ever.
Jiu'er, who was originally planning to use force to see if Su Jingxing's body could relieve his pain, unexpectedly met the eyes of the man beneath him.
A cold, indifferent, and haughty look.
It was as if she was a dead person whom she didn't recognize.
Jiu'er's hand paused, suddenly feeling dull.
I feel like I have no taste or good tune.
She secretly took a deep breath, suppressed the increasingly tormenting pain in her body, and kept her face expressionless.
He stood up calmly and said, "Tch, forget it. It's not sweet to twist the melon. I'm leaving. The poison on your body will automatically be lifted in half an hour."
When Jiu'er stood up and walked out, the physical torture made her so strong that even her terrifying willpower could not resist shaking a few times.
However, he quickly disappeared from Su Jingxing's sight.
Not long after, the goddess Wuhai came in.
Of course, it was not even half an hour when Wuhai Goddess came in, but Su Jingxing, who was indeed poisoned before, had indeed shown no signs of poisoning now.
How could a person like Su Jingxing not have some 'panacea' to detoxify around him?
Goddess Wuhai glanced at Su Jingxing and said with a smile, "I saw Miss Duan leaving the mansion from a distance earlier, and something seemed wrong. Mr. Su should be happy, with such an expression?"
Su Jingxing didn't answer, and Wuhai Goddess said again, "Miss Duan's abnormal behavior and reaction, doesn't it mean that she cares about Mr. Su in her heart?"
She is not the kind of woman whose love is greater than heaven. She and Su Jingxing have a cooperative relationship from beginning to end.
The matter of granting a marriage was simply a trick, and she also took the initiative to expose Su Jingxing's concern for Duan Ajiu and the crux of Su Jingxing's heart, and suggested that she could help Su Jingxing give Duan Ajiu a try.
Help him and let Duan Ajiu see his heart clearly.
After all, doesn’t Su Jingxing care about Duan Ajiu’s sincerity?
Although Su Jingxing didn't say anything, Wuhai Goddess could clearly tell that this man couldn't get rid of the sand in his eyes.
Duan Ajiu's attitude towards Duan Rong made a man like Su Jingxing, who had always been calm and rational, agree to her suggestion.
Acting brings out Duan Ajiu's sincerity.
Therefore, I started acting very early in the morning today.
So far, it looks pretty good, right?
Wuhai Goddess is really confused.
After all, she doesn't like to listen to the corner on this kind of thing.
As for Jiu'er, who had left the Su Mansion, he finally couldn't hold it back any longer, and almost fell down after staggering.
But before falling down, he suddenly pushed himself against the wall next to him.
Then Jiu'er felt extremely disgusted and slapped herself in the face!
It's because it's shameful to slap myself, and it's also because I gave up the only hope of my own life!
Her skin was already so tender, but with this twitch, five bright red finger prints appeared on her pale face.
Jiu'er has never disliked herself since she was a child, no matter how difficult it was.
I have never given up passively.
But at this moment, she didn't know why, why she was so abnormal, and she felt an overwhelming feeling of discomfort and suffocation.
She suddenly felt so tired, so tired...
Just when Jiuer was about to slap himself again with his backhand.
The raised hand was severely intercepted.
There was a commotion on the street. Amidst the boiling noise, Jiu'er raised his eyes and saw a familiar, dazzling red in front of him.
Dressed in red, with long black hair.
In those passionate and charming eyes, there was no blade but also blood!
It's like being pricked by needles.
"Murong Jiu, is this how you treat yourself? Just for a man, is this how you treat yourself?"
The ends of his eyes were raised, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "You are really promising!"
Jiu'er was now in pain, uncomfortable and irritable. Hearing the words, he smiled softly and said, "Duan Rong, even if my father and master have any kindness to you, it is enough for you these days."
"Do you think it's because of this?" The man in red almost gritted his teeth.
Jiu'er asked back, "Isn't it? Otherwise, it's for no reason, how could it be? Hmm..."
As soon as he finished speaking, another wave of overwhelming pain in his body made Jiuer unable to hold back a soft breath.
"Murong Jiu!"
Duan Rong loosened his grip on Jiu'er's hand, with extremely frightened eyes in his eyes, and hugged Jiu'er into his arms almost instantly.
Jiu'er didn't notice that the pedestrians not far from this corner had been taken away and cleared away in an instant.
Lying in Duan Rong's arms, Jiu'er forced a smile and said, "Perhaps I have really come to an end in this life. If I die, can you please send my ashes back to Dajing?"
"what are you saying?"
"Literally. Duan Rong, I should be dying." Jiuer struggled to laugh.
"Are you going to die for Su Jingxing?" Duan Rong really wanted to crush the person in his arms, but he couldn't bear it.
How could she do it again and again.
Doing this to herself again and again!
Jiuer wanted to say something, but the pain was so painful that his body spasmed uncontrollably.
The color on Duan Rong's face completely faded away at this moment. (To be continued)