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"Pretend to be your head!"

Liukong Ming didn't give Yue Qianhuang half time to react, so he reached out and grabbed her hand, pressed her hand on his chest, hypocritical and arrogant: "Qianqian, I don't pretend to be a head in my heart, only you." ”

“……”

Yue Qianhuang had an impulse to stab him!

"Do you want to hear it again?" Ryuku asked her with a smile.

"Let it go!"

"I don't want to put it now."

“……”

Yue Qianhuang ignored him with a dead face, and with a slash of the black dagger in his hand, Liukong Ming was stabbed by her, and he didn't let go.

Feeling that the dagger had touched the bone, Yue Qianhuang hurriedly let go, glared at him angrily, and roared: "Liukong Ming, aren't you a supreme powerhouse!" When you see a knife, you won't hide! This knife can cut off your arm, don't you know! ”

Ignoring the pain in his arm, he smiled gently, looking at her with a strong sense of love, "Qianqian, don't break one of my arms, you want to take my life, as long as you want, I will give it to you." ”

"You ......"

For a while, Yue Qianhuang was so angry that she couldn't speak.

He was badly wounded, blood pouring down, but he still held her hand firmly, not caring about his own injuries.

Yue Qianhuang looked at him for a while, and finally frowned: "Let go." ”

"Don't let go!"

"If you don't let go, how can I give you medicine."

"Qianqian, are you caring about me?" The black jade-like pupils of the sky looked intently at the moon Qianhuang in front of him, stubbornly waiting for her answer.

"Let go, don't talk nonsense."

"You answer me first."

“……”

Yue Qianhuang wanted to give him another knife, but looking at the fleshy wound on the epithelia of his arm, and seeing his expression so affectionate, she still couldn't bear to do it after all.

The unbearable feeling in my heart is very strong.

He looked at her stubbornly, clinging to one of her answers, so indifferent to his injury, as if it wasn't he who was hurt.

Yue Qianhuang secretly said in her heart, he didn't care, what did she care about!

"Really?" In her eyes, a cold light surged.

Seeing that she seemed to be angry, Liukong Ming also knew that if he forced it further, he was afraid that it would backfire, so he discussed: "If you kiss me, I will take the medicine." ”

He looked serious, as if he was talking about national affairs, but he was discussing this kind of topic with her, Yue Qianhuang snorted speechlessly, and said to Luo Jiechen: "You give him medicine." ”

Luo Jiechen was watching the play with Su Yuan and the others, taking this opportunity to learn about the shameless realm of the Hades King chasing women, when he suddenly heard his name being mentioned, he was stunned for a moment, and then stepped forward in a hurry.

Liukong Ming killed with a cold light, and when Luo Jiechen paused, he let go of Yue Qianhuang's hand and said, "Take medicine." ”

His uncle's posture, full of arrogant and petite appearance, as much as he wants, he can swing as much.

Yue Qianhuang didn't bother to bother with him, took out a bottle of trauma medicine, and sprinkled all the bottles of trauma medicine on his wound indiscriminately, and did not bandage it, but just lightly ordered: "Don't see water for three days, after three days, the wound will be healed." ”

After speaking, she asked again: "Are you really not going back?" ”

"What are they?"

There was disdain in Liukong Ming's eyes: "I have never looked at them in my eyes, not before, and not now, even if they make a fuss, so what." ”