"And then, does this have anything to do with you breaking into my boudoir at night?" Mengxi threw a pillow over, feeling inexplicably irritable and wanting to vent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although she also knew that this was wrong, she didn't want to let herself be depressed, so she still vented to Lu Qimiao.

Lu Qimiao moved his body slightly, dodging the flying pillow hidden weapon. Hearing the sound of the pillow falling to the ground, he turned around gracefully and picked up the pillow.

"Are you in a good mood now?" Lu Qimiao patted the pillow with an indifferent expression, and found that the pillow was soft inside, and it should be quite comfortable to fall asleep.

"What" Mengxi suddenly felt that he couldn't keep up with Lu Qimiao's leaping thoughts, the whole bull head was not in the horse's mouth, and he didn't know what kind of reaction he should give.

"Give it to me" Lu Qimiao looked at Mengxi's confused expression, and knew that she didn't understand, but it didn't matter, he didn't have to be able to understand her.

Mengxi didn't say anything this time, and obediently stretched out his hand. She was originally not a very fat little girl, she had lost some weight after her parents left, and she lost some weight after this injury, and her hands looked very white but with distinct bones, and she didn't feel soft at all.

Lu Qimiao's hands were so white and flawless, as if they were as pure as a beautiful work of art, slightly cold, as if there was no temperature, which was chilling. The cold jade-like hand, when he grabbed Mengxi's hand, was so gentle and cautious.

When Mengxi was holding his hand, he felt a warm current flowing through his body. This warm current starts from the grip of the hand, and begins to spread rapidly, and it does not take long to spread all over the body, making people feel comfortable and want to immerse themselves in it.

Lu Qimiao borrowed spiritual power to check Mengxi's internal injuries, and soon found that several of the injuries in Mengxi's body were still very serious.

Originally, the other injuries in Mengxi's body had improved a lot, and these injuries were due to the places that were most directly injured by the spiritual power when they were injured. Now Mengxi will cover the wound with spiritual power every time, warming the fragile meridians.

"Eat it" After checking Mengxi's injury, Lu Qimiao took out a box with a delicate pattern and gently placed it on Mengxi's hand.

Mengxi opened the box and saw a blue fruit inside, which exuded a fragrance temptingly, and he knew that this fruit was extraordinary just by smelling the smell. Mengxi really didn't know where Lu Qimiao found it, but this also showed that his identity was extraordinary.

Mengxi looked at Lu Qimiao, with a very obvious look of inquiry in her eyes, Lu Qimiao didn't see it, but now is not the time to solve her doubts. If he sees it, he can only act as if he didn't see it, and when he should say it, he will naturally tell her all about it.

Mengxi saw that he didn't mean to solve his doubts at all, saying that he was not disappointed was false, and she was still a little disappointed in her heart. However, the disappointment was only fleeting, and I picked up the fruit and ate it directly.

Lu Qimiao looked at Mengxi's movements, and his expression softened, "Aren't you afraid that I will give you the poisonous fruit?"

"Will you give me the poison fruit?" Mengxi replied disdainfully.

"Maybe it will?" Lu Qimiao looked at Mengxi's delicate appearance, and was in a better mood. Although there was no change in his expression, the pleasant aura around him made it easy for people to know that he was in a good mood.

"Bored" Mengxi no longer paid attention to Lu Qimiao, turned around and sat cross-legged on the bed, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body to feel the changes in his body. The spiritual power of her whole body was mobilized, and her whole person looked calm and quiet.

Lu Qimiao on the side looked at Mengxi for a while, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it slowly. The movements and postures were very elegant, but unfortunately the only person in the room had no intention of appreciating them