The two men spoke together.

Wei Qingqing turned her face first, looked at the scenery outside the car window, and said, "Brother was too much last night, I ...... I ......"

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Mu Ziran was very irritable in his heart, in fact, he still cared about Wei Qingqing's sweet "Brother Shangguan" just now.

Shangguan?

Sooner or later, you'll see the coffin!

Mu Ziran pursed her lips, drove to a nearby clinic, and got her a lot of medicine.

Wei Qingqing glanced at it, and hurriedly pretended to simply push those medicines into Mu Ziran's arms, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't, I don't want to wipe ......"

"If you don't wipe it, it's uncomfortable, and if you feel uncomfortable, you cry, and when I see you crying, I want to cook and eat your festival!"

“……”

Again the excuse for this threat.

But to be honest, Wei Qingqing still likes to eat dog meat, but she doesn't want to eat Erha meat, because she is afraid that she will become as stupid as Erha.

Wei Qingqing stopped crying.

She lowered her head and asked cautiously, "Brother, can you turn around?" ”

Mu Ziran: "......" woman is - trouble!

Isn't this a delay in time, and it hurts a little more if it's a little late.

Mu Ziran directly snatched the ointment and dragged her slender ankles...

On the way to the party hotel, Wei Qingqing lowered her head and didn't speak all the way, showing her shyness and timidity to the extreme.

On the contrary, Mu Ziran was refreshed, and even hummed two songs.

When she arrived at the hotel, Wei Qingqing got out of the car, but Mu Ziran didn't want her to go.

Does she look at others and call her brother with that kind of look? The big black and white eyes are so sultry, and they are pushed into other people's arms like this, Mu Ziran is still reluctant.

"Ah......h

Mu Ziran suddenly squatted down holding her stomach, looking extremely uncomfortable.

Wei Qingqing stopped and walked over, but did not squat down like him, but looked at him condescendingly, and his voice was as cold as a queen: "Brother, where is it uncomfortable?" ”

Such a tone made Mu Ziran very uncomfortable.

However, deep down there is a strange excitement that cannot be ignored.

It's weird......

"Well, my stomach hurts. You go to the party, leave me alone. ”

He just said it politely, but he didn't expect that Wei Qingqing really didn't care about him, turned around and left.

Mu Ziran wanted to swear.

He followed and grabbed Wei Qingqing's wrist, which made Wei Qingqing's delicate wrist flush with an unhealthy red.

Wei Qingqing's voice trembled, his steps staggered, and asked him, "What's wrong with my brother?" ”

Mu Ziran took off her sunglasses and said with a sneer: "I found that you can't be too good to you, talk to you softly, and all your bad habits will be exuded." ”

"On the contrary, if I am cruel to you, you will listen to me. Mu Wanran, don't you have Stockholm syndrome? ”

Stockholm syndrome, also known as hostage complex, refers to a distorted psychology in which the victim of a crime develops feelings for the offender and even helps the offender in turn.

Wei Qingqing smiled evilly in her heart: This disease sounds good, and my brother will be cured of this disease in the future.

On the surface, he was so weak that he would fall down when the wind blew, and said in fear: "What my brother is talking about, I don't understand ......"

"You'll get it soon."

Mu Ziran untied her belt and tied her hands.

Then pick the person up and throw him in the back seat of the car.