"Flower heart carrot, chop you flower heart big turnip...... What else do you say about staying together all your life, your heart has been beating for others, and if you don't have a place for other women, you will talk flatteringly, and sure enough, men are the same...... Swindler...... Flower heart carrot ......"

Seeing that the little girl was scolding with her little mouth, Mo Li held her forehead, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly and walked forward.

"Are you talking about Ben Hou?"

Suddenly, a magnetic voice sounded in his ears, and his warm breath touched his neck with a shuddering feeling.

Ning Qianqian was frightened by this sudden feeling, and the hand holding the kitchen knife shook, and the sharp tip of the knife directly cut through her fingertips.

"Hiss......"

There was a tingling pain in her fingers, and as soon as Ning Qianqian's hand was released, the kitchen knife fell from her hand and smashed on the cutting board, making a loud noise.

Before Ning Qianqian could make any moves, her body had already been broken by Mo Li behind her, her face was a little heavy, Mo Li reached out and grabbed her hand, looking at the blood stains flowing from it, her brows instantly wrinkled.

"Why was it so careless?"

Reaching out to press her bleeding fingers for her, Mo Li half-hugged her body, and reached into her sleeve.

Ning Qianqian has always had the habit of carrying medicine with her, and he knows that she has trauma medicine in her sleeve.

Ning Qianqian looked at Mo Li so nervous about her, her face looked a little better, but thinking that he was so close to Leng Mengqi just now, she still had a small face, turned around and dodged his hand, and stood aside to prevent him from touching it.

"Don't leave me alone, aren't there beauties outside? What are you doing here?"

Looking at Ning Qianqian, who was resisting, his eyes fell on her fingers that were still bleeding, and the red color on them stung his eyes.

Although the wound was not big, there was still a lot of blood, and Ning Qianqian was angry with him, so she didn't plan to care about her hands at all.

His face sank, Mo Li walked to her side with two steps, picked her up without saying a word, and put her on the shore next to her despite her struggles.

Ning Qianqian was angry, her body was hugged by him, and she immediately began to struggle in his arms.

It's just that this time Mo Li didn't give her any chance to escape, parted her flapping legs, pressed her skillfully with his body, hugged her tightly with one hand, and took out a bottle of golden medicine in her arms with the other hand effortlessly.

Grabbed her little hand and carefully wiped the blood on it with a white brocade handkerchief.

Knowing that she couldn't break free, Ning Qianqian didn't move anymore, just bit her lip, stubbornly not looking at someone in front of her who looked mediocre but had an outstanding temperament.

Mo Li lowered his head and seriously treated Ning Qianqian's wounds, his movements were very skillful, and after a while, his fingers were taken care of by him.

Ning Qianqian knew that he had already dealt with it, but she just didn't look at him, and looked at other places with a flat mouth.

However, in the next moment, the jaw was raised, and immediately after, a shadow pressed down on her.

"Hmm......"

Mo Li approached her strongly, let her legs cross her waist, the hand holding her jaw was changed to press the back of her head, and the other hand tightly wrapped around her waist, as if to rub the little girl in front of her into her own blood.

Mo Li kissed very hard, as if she was punishing her, and Ning Qianqian felt a burst of fire on her lips, a spicy feeling, with a tingling pain.