Jian Qingchuan glanced lazily at someone on the hospital bed, "Awake?" Come on, come on, let's make a comment about your abuse, isn't it cool to heaven? ”

Compared with Jian Qingchuan's heartless and lungless, watching the fire from the other side, and watching the show when he sees death and does not save him, Mu Changlin is much more normal.

I asked with concern, "Brother, are you okay?" Is there anything uncomfortable? ”

Mu Changqing sat up with his head propped up, except for his head being a little dizzy, his stomach was a little hungry, and his mouth was a little bitter, everything else was fine, but he didn't feel anything.

"Go make me some sugar water." Mu Changqing frowned and said.

"White sugar or brown sugar, or glucose?" Jian Qingchuan teased.

Mu Changqing already hated noisy voices, not to mention that he still had a headache now, but the two in front of him were talking a lot.

I simply tore off the needle inserted in the back of my hand and walked to the bathroom to rinse my mouth.

Damn woman, what did she do to him, even if she made him groggy, she still had a mouthful of bitter gourd flavor, she was really crazy.

He turned on the faucet and rinsed his mouth with water in his hand, and it took a long time for the bitter taste in his mouth to be suppressed a little.

“Shit！”

After all, he couldn't help but explode.

Hearing his almost out of shape roar, the two people outside glanced at each other in unison, and shrugged their shoulders to express helplessness.

What's the name of a saying?

Abusing his wife is cool for a while, chasing his wife to the crematorium.

This sentence is probably used to describe people like Mu Changqing.

After a while, the sound of water stopped, Mu Changqing walked out with a wet face, and then sat on the sofa between the two, with a violent face and a black face.

When he just washed his face, he moved too violently and wet his short hair, and now he kept dripping water, and his usual nobility and elegance were suddenly lost at this moment, and he was as irritable as a male lion that had been provoked.

"Order me a takeout." Mu Changqing said.

Mu Changlin: "Brother, you never eat takeout. ”

Jian Qingchuan: "Hehe, after sleeping for so many days, and being poured so much bitter gourd juice by the thunder, I should be hungry." ”

Mu Changqing's eyes suddenly turned pale, "What did you say?" Bitter gourd juice? ”

No wonder he was going crazy with all his suffering.

"Bitter gourd is the best way to clear heat and detoxify, and you can wake up so quickly thanks to those bitter gourd juice."

“Shit！”

Mu Changqing couldn't help but scold again.

"I said Changqing, why are you doing this? The marriage has been divorced, and people have disappeared for so many years, why not be happy in their own lives, and have to find abuse by themselves? Don't blame my brother, I didn't remind you, Qi Haotian's power is not as simple as it seems, Mu Ge recognizes him as a master, which means that she is no longer the Lu Muge we knew before, you hurt her like that back then, and now you are entangled, it is possible to take a small life. Let me tell you, 99% of divorced women are perverts, and the remaining one percent is a fighting state in perverts, which is more terrifying than the end of the world, and it is better to provoke less. Cherish life and stay away from your ex-wife! Don't ask me how I know, you know. ”

After speaking, Jian Qingchuan stood up and threw a wink at Mu Changqing, looking like a person who had come over.

Mu Changqing lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

"Okay, I won't talk to you, you sit down and rest first, don't order any takeout, the speed is too slow, I'll go to the cafeteria to cook a bowl of noodles for you, and only after eating will I have the strength to think about what to do in the future."