When looking at Mo Wuxi, Ye Qinglan was a little calm.

"Ink is not sorry!" She called out her name accurately.

This made everyone ponder again.

Since she still knows Mo Wuxi, she has no memory loss at all.

However, why only know one Mo without regrets.

Mo Ruhua's heart twitched, and his eyes flowed like water on Ye Qinglan and Mo Wuxi.

Why!

Why Qinglan only knows the master.

Helian Cheng was surprised, and he looked at the soft and weak girl who was hiding behind Mo Wuxi.

"How so?"

Is she light?

No, this is not the Ye Qinglan he knows.

Feng Yanlin's gaze intentionally or unintentionally fell on the silent Mo Ruhua.

His brows furrowed slightly, "Uncle Shi, what's going on." If Qinglan didn't have amnesia, how could he not know us! ”

Ye Qinglan only knew Uncle Shi at this time, and Uncle Shi loved Qinglan so much, like a picture of her......

A light flashed through Mo Wuxi's watery eyes, and he pursed his lips lightly, "I haven't found any drugs or Gu poisons in her body for the time being, she has become like this, maybe...... In her, something happened. ”

Divine ...... What the hell did you do to Qinglan!

"What?" Helian Cheng exclaimed, "Someone must have done something vicious to her. ”

Mo Wuxi shook his head, "Not sure, because I didn't find any traces of injury on her, it's just that her willpower is very weak." I wonder if Qinglan has been through something that makes her so sensitive. ”

"Master..."Ye Qinglan shrunk and sat on the edge of the bed with his knees crossed, and reached out to pull Mo Wuxi's robe.

She bit her lip, and her originally shrewd eyes looked like a little white rabbit at this time.

Mo didn't hesitate to hang his head and replied softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Everyone's eyes were once again focused on her.

Ye Qinglan shrunk her neck, looking scared and cautious, "I, I..." she didn't hold back a word for a long time.

Mo Wuxi put his hand on her back and patted her gently, "Don't be afraid, they are all your senior brothers and sisters." ”

Ye Qinglan grabbed Mo Wuxi's sleeves with both hands and muttered in a low voice, "I want to sleep!" ”

Mo Wu smiled faintly, pulled the sleeve out of her hand, lay her flat on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

His series of movements are imprinted on the bottom of the ink and picturesque.

Mo Ruhua's eyes flickered, and his ten fingers couldn't help but clench.

Her heart is like a hand, clinging to her heart.

It's strangely uncomfortable.

Mo Ruhua looked at Ye Qinglan, who was protected by Mo without hesitation, and his heart was filled with a sour taste. I can't wait to stride over and take back her beloved master from Ye Qinglan's hands.

When Mo Wuxi was about to turn around, Feng Yan walked up to her without a trace and grabbed her wrist.

"Senior sister!"

Mo Ruhua came back to his senses in shock and looked at Feng Yanlin.

What was she just doing?!

Looking at Mo Wuxi, who had already turned around, Mo Ruhua was a little afraid.

Almost, she almost showed her gaffe in front of her master.

How could it be, how could she be jealous of Qinglan.

She forgot that it wasn't just her master, it was also Qinglan's master!

But... But Master has never treated himself like this.

Because of the wind and heat, even if it was pulled, Mo did not regret that he did not find the ink picturesque.

And Helian Cheng was all about Ye Qinglan, and he couldn't see it.

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