Jun Wuxiao looked at Wen Xiaoai, who was so weak that he had no strength at all and couldn't move, and smiled.

"What, you can't jump? Can't jump? It's not very noisy, it's very good to jump, go on. Jun Wuxian's mocking voice sounded.

Wen Xiaoai was so weak that she didn't have the strength to speak, her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, her brain was groggy, and her breath was very unstable.

Just held his eyelids and looked at Jun unharmed.

Jun Wuxiao turned around and poured himself a glass of red wine, then came to sit down on the edge of the bed, and looked at Wen Xiaoai with a sneer.

With a flick of your wrist, you can turn the wine glass in your hand, and the red wine in the glass tumbles along the walls of the glass, exuding a mellow and charming aroma.

Jun Wuxiao raised his head slightly, took a sip very elegantly, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Where's your flower messenger, Jun Moyan? Why didn't I stay with you? ”

“……”

Jun Wuxian looked at Wen Xiaoai, who was glaring at him fiercely, the smile on his face became even happier, and he stretched out his hand to approach Wen Xiaoai's face.

Wen Xiaoai wanted to hide, but she didn't have the strength to dodge at all, so she just tilted her head to the side with great effort.

Feeling Jun Wuxian's fingers gently scratching her face, from her face to her neck, Wen Xiaoai felt evil in her heart, and her brows frowned slightly.

"She looks really a rare beauty, no wonder even Jun Moyan can be fascinated by you."

Wen Xiaoai's light and delicate skin made Jun Wuxiao a little loved.

In the bottom of my heart, I was jealous of Jun Mo Yan again.

Why his stuff is the best, why.

Feeling Wen Xiaoai's disgust, Jun Wuxiao suddenly reached out and pinched both sides of Wen Xiaoai's cheeks, forcing her to turn her head.

Gritting his teeth, he asked:

"What, does my face look disgusting?"

In fact, Jun Wuxian is not ugly, on the contrary, he is very handsome, after all, he has the same father as Jun Moyan, and his genes are naturally not much worse.

Usually he also takes care of his face very much, but this time he was scratched by himself miserably.

No matter how good the ointment is, I'm afraid that it will leave some traces.

The remnant soul of the young man stood aside anxiously, he thought that this person was really Wen Xiaoai's friend, but he didn't want this to be a bad person.

Seeing Jun Wuxian's hideous face, he pinched Wen Xiaoai's cheek fiercely.

The young man subconsciously stepped forward and wanted to break Jun Wuxian's hand, but there was nothing at all.

His body couldn't touch anything.

"Let me ask you, did you and Jun Moyan drug me at the last family banquet? Did you do it because I have been itching all the time? Jun Wuxiao pinched Wen Xiaoai's face and approached her.

He had long suspected that they had done it, and after countless doctors had examined him and the cause of the disease had been unknown, but the drunkard was able to cure it, he was even more convinced that the two of them had done it.

drugged him, made him look like this, and made the drunkard pretend to be kind, let him beg the drunkard to treat him in a low voice, cheat him for money, and deliberately manipulate him in the medicine.

Wen Xiaoai closed her eyes, unwilling to look at the face that made her sick.

I thought that if she went back in a while, she would definitely wash the place he had touched eight hundred times.

"My mother inexplicably learned to bark like a dog, and that person inexplicably went crazy and attacked me, did you do it?"

Jun Wuxian's hand that was pinching Wen Xiaoai's cheek because of his emotion became harder and harder.

It must be this dead girl who drugged them all to make them all like evil spirits.