"It's none of your business." Jun Bingwu's tone was not good.

He Lanqian's hand holding her tightened, and after a while, the usually gentle man lost his calm, gritted his teeth and roared: "Stupid woman! ”

Jun Bingwu tugged at the corners of her lips, it seemed that Mo Huang always said the same thing about her.

He Lanqian put her on the bed, wanting to check her injuries, but she tried her last strength to push her away.

"I'm going to get to this point, isn't it because of you? Don't you think it's too late? He Lanqian, it was because I was blind that I regarded you as a friend and confidant......"

"Heh......" she smiled self-deprecatingly, "you better wish I died here, otherwise, I will never let you go." ”

He Lanqian stood on the edge of the bed, staring at her deeply, with a deep look in his dark eyes.

After a moment, he sneered: "Jun Bingwu, you really value your little life, if it weren't for the usefulness of keeping you, do you think this son would look at you more?" As for the way you are now, you are completely to blame, do you think that this son will heal you? ”

"Get out!" Jun Bingwu drank coldly, but he never saw the complexity of pain and hatred in He Lanqian's eyes.

"If I could, I'd like to kill you with my own hands now."

That way, he won't have to suffer as much as he does now.

He Lanqian clenched her fists, threw her injured body and ignored her, and coldly brushed her sleeves away.

Jun Bingwu lay on the bed weakly, in his mind, groggy and painful as if he was about to explode, and his body was also hot and cold.

She knew she had a fever.

She didn't know how long it had been, but she felt like someone was pounding on her.

The man first lightly untied the ropes on her body, and then dipped a towel in warm water, wiped the blood from her face, and applied medicine......

The powder touched the wound, and there was a tingling pain, and Jun Bingwu, who was unconscious, hissed in pain, and the movements of the man's hand instinctively lightened.

But seeing her half-dead appearance, her fingers stained with medicinal powder deliberately pressed her wound, making Jun Bingwu grin in pain.

She thought it was He Lanqian who came back, and called out his name, originally wanting him to get out.

But before she could say the last two words, her lips were sealed, and all her voices turned into whining moans.

He kissed her hard, biting her already red, swollen and cracked lip into blood.

But at that moment, Jun Bingwu's pale face was filled with a bright smile.

He was cold with an aura of anger, surrounding her, that familiar feeling carved into her bones, how could she admit it?

"Huang ......" she murmured, stretched out her little lilac, and responded vigorously to his almost fanatical kiss, and even took the initiative to attack, taking his delicious lips in her mouth, sucking and nibbling hard.

Mo Huang was half angry and half enjoying letting her take the initiative, but someone kissed and kissed, but he suddenly lost his strength and fell softly on his shoulder.

Mo Huang's face darkened, and he cursed dissatisfiedly, and lay down on the bed, continuing to deal with her wounds.

In the room, the candle shadow flickered, and a busy figure was reflected on the wall by the candlelight.

He Lanqian stood on the steps outside the door, watching the figures in the room swaying, his emotions were shrouded in darkness, and he couldn't see it really.

Syllable!

With a muffled sound, the two medicine bottles that were originally in his hands were instantly torn apart, and the white medicine powder flew everywhere.

Mo Huang suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the door, where there was a person who had just flown away, and only the white powder sprinkled on the ground was left, proving that he had appeared.

Jun Bingwu's external and internal injuries were not light, and it caused a high fever, although there was no worry about his life, but he was not optimistic.

She slept all night, and when she woke up, she found that she was still in the room she had been in yesterday, and she had not escaped.

Raising his eyes and scanning around the room, he didn't see Mo Huang's figure.

His head was still aching, Jun Bingwu rubbed his temples, and smiled a little self-deprecatingly, thinking that it must have been too much burned last night, so he had an illusion.

If Mo Huang really came, how could she still be here?

She was just about to get up and get out of bed, but her eyes flickered, but she saw a familiar figure on the side of the bed, and at that moment, she clearly felt that her heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

Mo Huang leaned on the bedpost with his chest crossed, staring at her with a smile.

Jun Bingwu's heart was beating wildly, and the next moment, I don't know where she got the strength, she jumped and threw herself at Mo Huang.

After all, she was still weak, where could she jump so far, and she didn't pounce on herself but fell to the ground weakly, but fortunately, Mo Huang reacted in time, and caught her quickly.

The man next to him seemed to have ice on his body, and he wanted to freeze her into a popsicle, which was terrifying.

Jun Bingwu smiled and stretched out his hand, wrapped his neck around his neck, and leaned on his arms like bones.

"Huang, I'm so painful......" The hoarse voice was a little soft, like a coquettish tone.

She is not a suitable person for coquettishness, how strange this tone sounds, but it magically makes Mo Huang's anger turn into a helpless sigh.

His weak body was put back into the bed, and he sat beside her, one hand around her back, his fingers wide open, and gently grasped her weak shoulder.

The other hand slammed on the top of her head: "You deserve to die, Jun Bingwu, you really have the courage to dare to run and force him to kill you." ”

Jun Bingwu didn't know how Mo Huang knew about this, but she knew very well that someone was here to settle accounts now.

She was weak for a second, and hurriedly retorted vigorously: "What did you tell me to run over, obviously he ran over to find my stubble." ”

Before the words fell, he was slapped again on the back of the head: "You dare to be hard-mouthed, Jun Bingwu, you stupid woman!" ”

You're stupid, stupid man!

She muttered something in her heart, but given that she was injured now and had little ability to resist, and she didn't want to be slapped again, she wisely didn't say it.

"Hey, why are we still here?" She stretched out her little paws, grabbed the corner of his coat and tugged at it, and changed the subject very tactfully.

Mo Huang's cold eyes immediately deepened a little.

After a moment of silence, he sighed, "We can't get out for the time being. ”

Hearing this, Jun Bingwu's heart shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"That old monster is surrounded by enchantments, and you can only enter and not exit." Mo Huang said in a deep voice, and a bit of sharp cold light shot out of his eyes, which made people tremble.

Jun Bingwu's fingers tightened, grabbed his sleeve hard, raised his eyes, and looked at him hopefully: "Even you, can't you beat him?" ”

She was answered by a depressing silence.