"Healers don't heal themselves." Mu Xiqing replied in a light tone, as if what he said was also a fact.

Raising his eyebrows, he lowered his head, and silently added in his heart, not to mention that I am not sick.

Wine is really harmful, pity yourself for experiencing it yourself, being a little white rabbit, in the clouds all night, and I didn't figure out what was going on with my body.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiqing's face couldn't help but float with a touch of sadness, and there was a deep helplessness, and she couldn't help but sigh.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt congested, and I shook my head secretly, no matter whether the other party could understand it or not, Fu couldn't help muttering: "My amnesia is not a disease, it's wine." ”

And for now, it's an incurable disease.

"Don't drink it from then on, it's just right, this king doesn't like to drink either~" This just matches, and the latter sentence Di Mohan said secretly in his heart.

"You think I'm thinking it's not because—" Suddenly realizing something, he quickly stopped, and the rest of the words came to an abrupt end.

"Because of what?" Seeing the nervousness that flashed in Mu Xiqing's eyes, Di Mo looked at her coldly and asked.

"It's delicious!" far-fetched explanations, I don't believe it.

Facing the scorching gaze, in order to hide her weakness, Mu Xiqing hurriedly picked up the teacup and blocked the sight projected by Di Mohan.

It's a pity that she underestimated someone's observation, and how to hide it with her little care.

"You should be stupid, or you are stupid." Di Mohan glanced at his eyes, as if he was asking, and retorted coldly, but he didn't get to the bottom of it.

Then looking at the tea cup that Mu Xiqing hurriedly brought to his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he quipped: "But at this time, the tea in your hand is impossible to deny, worthy of the name, the second time." ”

Hearing this, Mu Xiqing was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, and then heard the other party's clear voice again, which sounded again.

"Even if it's amnesia, this king has written it down for you."

"What did the Han King write down?" Removing the teacup from his mouth, he asked softly.

"Responsible for me~"

"......" has never seen such a direct and far-fetched touch.

It was obviously a gentle and friendly word, but he heard Mu Xiqing's twists and turns, and the hand holding the tea couldn't help shaking, if it wasn't for the quick enough reaction, I am afraid that the tea cup in his hand had died gloriously.

quickly retracted the strange look in his eyes, put the tea cup in his hand on the table, and stood up.

This action made Di Mohan stunned, thinking that the other party was leaving.

The soft palm had already covered the other party's forehead before Di Mohan could react, and then he withdrew it and compared it on his forehead.

After a moment, he slowly came to a conclusion, and then sighed softly: "I don't have a fever, why do you talk nonsense." ”

When the words fell, Di Mo's handsome face that did not change changed had a hint of cracking.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking at someone who had already stood in front of him, especially the concentration on that face, and his heart was dark: "Dare to say so much to herself, she just thinks it's nonsense." ”

It seems that the straightforward approach doesn't work for her.

However, there is no time to explain.

I saw that someone in front of me had raised his left hand, two slender fingers, and was about to take his pulse.

Suddenly thinking of something, Di Mohan frowned, quickly restrained the instant chill in his eyes, brushed his backhand, and his broad palm held the other party's small hand, stopping her movements.

Mu Xiqing was a little dazed by his action, and forgot to react, and in an instant, the two were deadlocked, and their soft little hands were tightly held in the palm of Di Mohan's big hand.

When Mu Xiqing reacted and wanted to pull his hand out, he heard the other party's voice sound.

"Are you doubting the king's words?" Raising his eyes, Jun's eyebrows raised slightly, and asked rhetorically.

"You let me go first." Mu Xiqing worked hard, the other party clenched tightly, and did not break free.

Then he lowered his head, looked at the other party, and saw that the other party didn't want to let go of himself at all, and was a little unhappy: "What are you going to make trouble?" ”

"Answer me, are you doubting the king's words, or do you not want to be responsible for the king." The persistent tone, mixed with the slightest grievance, it is hard to imagine that these words came from the mouth of King Han.

Hearing this, the corners of Mu Xiqing's mouth twitched several times, she was speechless, she really didn't know how she provoked him.

Innocently looking at each other: "Can I say it's neither?" ”

The words "no-can" are irrefutable.

"Is it really good that you embarrass your entourage so much for a cup of broken tea? I'm not afraid to scare me away. ”

"Mu Xiqing~"

Hearing his name from the other party's mouth for the first time, Mu Xiqing was slightly stunned, and then looked at the other party.

"This king is not joking, and I am not embarrassed by you, I am serious~" Di Mo's cold dark eyes, full of seriousness, said slowly.

The sonorous and powerful words made Mu Xiqing stunned for a moment again.

When he came back to his senses, he was also very serious, looked at the other party, and replied solemnly: "You are serious, but I am not joking, I am responsible for you, where to start, King Han gave me a reason, to say, why Miss Ben is responsible for you, if it is reasonable, I can consider it at my discretion." ”

"Don't you know what you've done yourself?" The cold and accusatory tone directly made Mu Xiqing speechless.

"......" Mu Xiqing really wanted to look up to the sky and let out a long roar, what did I do, I didn't have any impression of Mao.

Seeing that Mu Xiqing seemed to be contemplative, Di Mohan also lowered his head and was silent, Yu Guang looked at the palm he was holding, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he was quite satisfied.

Forgive Mu Xiqing for having thought about everything in his mind, especially those related to Di Mohan, and searched them all, but he didn't expect to be too much for him, if there is, that is-

Suddenly, two big eyes looked directly at the only cup on the table.

"Don't tell me, just because of it? Here's your reasoning. ”

Di Mohan looked at her, nodded, and still didn't speak. In fact, all I thought in my heart was that this king was not because of it, but the real reason will not be told to you at this time.

"Oh yes, it's too much!" Then he took a deep breath, so that he didn't go wild, and it was still the calm and calm Mu Xiqing.

For an ethereal indirect kissing argument, there is no such thing as a word, the other party actually used this to talk about things, and what he said was vigorous, can Mu Xiqing not be angry.

But looking back, it's okay it's just this, it's not because of what he did that earth-shattering, so for a moment Mu Xiqing was wondering, could it be that he caused the sin when he was drunk and provoked this man.

Now seeing him nodding, the stone in his heart has finally been put down.

Suppressing the indignation in his heart, he continued with some rejoicing: "Fortunately, Miss Ben remembered that she didn't do anything excessive to King Han~"

After a pause, he continued: "This tea was drunk by King Han first, and it should be Miss Ben when it comes to suffering, but I am a broad-minded person, so I don't have to be responsible for anything, let's just assume that nothing happened, and I will reveal it." ”

The bright eyes looked directly at Di Mohan and took his hand, his eyes were raised, his eyebrows were raised, and the implication was already clear, and he didn't let go.

"King Han, please raise your noble hand." Seeing that the other party didn't let go, Mu Xiqing reminded loudly.

Hearing this, Di Mohan took her hand and let go of what she said, but Mu Xiqing, who was standing, didn't see the smile that flashed quickly in someone's eyes.

The moment he let go of his hand, who would have thought that Mu Xiqing's body turned for no reason, his feet slipped, and he snapped and fell into someone's arms.

Coincidentally, the soft lip flap was impartially covered directly on the lips of a black-bellied man, and this posture looked like Mu Xiqing took the initiative to give him a hug and took advantage of the other party.