"What's wrong?"

"Sit down." Mo Junlin patted the position next to him.

Su Qing sat down, and as soon as she sat down, something full of cool air was stuffed into her hand.

"Apply an ice pack."

Su Qing took the ice pack and looked at him in a daze, "Mo Junlin, your face is so red, do you have a fever?" ”

"Nope." Mo Junlin looked embarrassed, "Girls should be reserved, understand?" ”

“…… Where am I not reserved again? ”

"When wearing a skirt, you have to pay attention to your sitting and standing posture at all times to prevent exposure."

Su Qing lowered her eyes, looking at her exposed beautiful legs, she quickly pulled down her skirt a little to cover her knees, "Well, thank you for the reminder." Aren't you leaving, though? ”

"Who hit you in the face?"

"Ahh His thinking jumped too fast, and she couldn't keep up a little, so she was stunned for a few seconds before she said, "Vicious stepmother." ”

"Did you fight back?"

"Nope!" Su Qing put the ice pack on her little face, and the pain of the fire eased a little, and she hummed comfortably.

"Why didn't you pay it back?"

Su Qing looked at Mo Junlin, and suddenly said, "She rolled down the stairs, and the Su family thought that I pushed it, do you believe it?" ”

Mo Junlin probably guessed something, his eyes were gloomy, "You won't push her." ”

Under the light, the man's expression was determined, as if he would believe whatever she said.

Her heart was wrapped in a fine and dense warm current, and her little face instantly smiled like a flower, "You see that you are an outsider who believes me, but my father doesn't believe it, I don't know what kind of moth will happen tomorrow." ”

Alien?

The corners of Mo Junlin's lips hooked, and soon, he was no longer an outsider!

"Forget it, don't talk about it, I'll go to sleep." Su Qing raised the ice pack, "Thank you, brother security." ”

She went back to the bedroom, locked the door, and after a quick wash, she lay down on the bed, her body was extremely tired, but strangely no sleep.

In the second half of the night, she finally fell asleep, but she was in a daze, but it was all Su Haohai's face.

"Su Qing, you return my son, return my son." He carried a bloody kitchen knife and approached her step by step.

"No, it's not me, it's not me." Su Qing retreated step by step.

"It's you, it's you who killed my son, and after you let the Su family die, I'm going to kill you little slut."

He raised his kitchen knife and slashed at her head mercilessly.

"Ah......" Su Qing's scream broke through the peace of the night.

She sat up from the bed suddenly, her arms tightly wrapped around her, and her body trembled.

Almost at the same time, the bedroom door was pushed open and the lights came on.

Mo Junlin ran to her bed, looking a little nervous, "Have a nightmare?" ”

Su Qing's eyes widened, looking at him in confusion, tears hung on her pale little face, and the trembling, uneasy and frightened look made his heart twitch fiercely.

He squatted in front of her and reached out to pull her little hand, but before he could touch it, the girl suddenly retracted her hand, and her voice trembled, "Don't touch me." ”

Mo Junlin's eyes were deep and dark, and his voice was as deep as the night splashing ink, "What did you dream about?" ”

Su Qing held her head, her long eyelashes trembling violently.

Su Haohai's scarlet eyes full of murderous intent were exactly the same as when he was in Su Mansion, he really wanted her to die.

She was so aggrieved and sad that she hugged herself tighter and muttered, "It's not me, it's really not me." ”

Mo Junlin's sword eyebrows condensed, and he climbed onto the bed, tentatively reaching out to hug her.

"Don't come, don't." Su Qing was a little emotional, and her mind was full of Su Haohai's bloodthirsty eyes.

Apparently, she was stuck in a nightmare and had not yet come out of it.