Chapter 14: One more under the pomegranate skirt

The night is getting more and more intense, and the streets are gradually silent, only in the fun, although the figures are still flickering, but everything has an end, and tonight's night of flowers has come to an end.

Gu Xiaoman twisted his body up, and after summarizing a few words, he leaned on the cubicle behind the stage and pretended to be dead and no longer moved.

The five years of imprisonment really hurt her body to the extreme, and in the past seven years, Manqing has made up for it so that she looks like a normal person.

However, there is a limited amount of time to be able to move easily in a day, and after this time, people will be tired, and they will want to sleep when they are tired.....

Hey, sure enough, once a person breaks his muscles and bones, this body will never go back....

Mo Qing came in, saw that her eyelids were already glued together, sat down in front of her, and said, "Can't hold on?" Why don't I give you two stitches..."

Gu Xiaoman was excited, and the sleepy insects immediately ran away, and immediately sat up straight.

"Who... Who said I couldn't hold on, I'm still in good spirits....."

Her appearance as if she was facing a great enemy made Mo Qing laugh and said, "What are you so afraid of?" It's not like I haven't tried it.. It doesn't hurt that much..."

"If it doesn't stick to you, of course you don't hurt...."Gu Xiaoman snorted.

At this time, Miao Miao walked in, holding a bowl of black decoction in his hand.

Gu Xiaoman grabbed his nose: "What is this...."

Mo Qing stepped forward to take it, and then put the decoction in front of her: "Your medicine." ”

"But..... Haven't you already drunk all the medicine today? ”

"Medicine, as much as the doctor tells you to drink, then you have to drink as much as you want.....

“........”

Gu Xiaoman leaned over to take a look, frowned, and knew that it was difficult to enter at a glance.

"Can you not drink it?"

Mo Qing smiled gently: "Of course you can." Then with a twist of her wrist, three silver-twinked needles were already in her palm.

Gu Xiaoman's back was cold, and he immediately picked up the soup and poured it down.

It wasn't until she saw that she had drunk it thoroughly that Mo Qing smiled and said, "Good...."

Then the needle was withdrawn.

After drinking the medicine, Gu Xiaoman collapsed back there, and walked behind Gu Xiaoman and took off the hairpins one by one.

Gu Xiaoman instantly felt a lot more relaxed, these things were still quite heavy after carrying them for a long time.

At this time, Begonia walked in quickly.

"Boss Gu."

Gu Xiaoman's eyes opened a slit: "Aren't you accompanying Han Chao, why did you come over?" ”

"After hearing that tonight's lucky guest was the Yuewan Chamber, Han Gongzi went to the Yuewan Chambers angrily." Begonia Road.

Gu Xiaoman hooked the corners of his mouth, and sure enough, he went, and waved his hand slightly.

"Got it, you go back and wait, and when that guy sees who is in Yuewan's compartment, he will retreat quietly....."

Anyway, she stretched, why did she feel more sleepy after drinking this medicine....

Haitang answered yes, then didn't say anything, and was about to turn around and retreat, when he heard Mo Qing say: "I heard that Sima Gongzi wrapped Hibiscus tonight?" ”

Begonia turned around again and said, "Yes." ”

"I remember that he seems to be a quieter girl on weekdays, why did he change his taste today?" Mo Qing glanced at Gu Xiaoman, who had closed his eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Sima Gongzi didn't wrap Furong this time for himself, but to let Furong accompany a friend of his for his birthday...."

As soon as Haitang finished speaking, Mo Qingguo saw Gu Xiaoman's closed eyelids suddenly move, laughed secretly in his heart, and said: "In this way, if you celebrate your birthday, it is indeed suitable to find a chatter like Furong." ”

"Well, Sima Gongzi said that his friend doesn't like to talk much, and he doesn't have much contact with girls on weekdays, so he ordered Furong ....." Haitang said.

Mo Qing poured herself a cup of tea slowly, and sighed: "Furong's girl is really good, she has a sweet voice and loves to be coquettish, if she wasn't willing to leave, I'm afraid she would have been ransomed by those sons, Sima Gongzi's friend..." I'm afraid that another ...... who fell under her pomegranate skirt"