Seeing that her eyebrows were twisted into a pimple, Jun Mu smiled coldly, "Since there is no sincerity, this apology, this jun doesn't want it." ”

He got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Mo Yan.

"Don't just go. The Emperor is also a little impatient, and I didn't say that I wouldn't accept this condition. She paused slightly, smiling picturesquely, "In this way, the emperor will tell me first, what do you like?" ”

Jun Muhan was stunned when he heard this.

What does he like?

He never seemed to really like something.

As the emperor of the Xuantian Temple, he is high up, what do you want by his side?

But when he was in that solemn hall, he felt that his whole heart was empty.

His heart ...... It has never been filled, and there has never been any special need......

Seeing Jun Muhan standing there stunned, Mo Yan strangely stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

"Come back to your senses. Come back to your senses. Where did the iQue go? ”

Jun Muhan pulled back his thoughts and glanced at Mo Yan lightly, "This gentleman doesn't have anything particularly liked. ”

Mo Yan spread his hands, "This is difficult." Since the emperor wants me to please you and make you feel better, but you don't even have anything you like, as the so-called smart woman is difficult to cook without rice, doesn't the emperor think that this task is a bit difficult? ”

"That's your business."

The faint five words instantly made Mo Yan feel the urge to smash his mask.

Why is this man so hard to serve?

It would have been easier to deal with if his second personality had appeared now.

That's so foolish!

Mo Yan pondered carefully, and suddenly, her gaze fell on the red-dyed gauze on Jun Muhan's right hand.

"Why isn't your injury healing?"

She stretched out her hand to check, but Jun Muhan avoided it.

"It's none of your business."

"If I'm not mistaken, I inflicted your injury, so how can it not be related to me?" Mo Yan suddenly made a lightning move, and directly reached out to Jun Muhan's right hand.

originally thought that it would take a lot of effort, but he didn't want to easily grab Jun Muhan's wrist.

With this contact, she detected the weakness of his pulse.

It seems that he really lost a lot of spiritual power in order to save her, otherwise how could she have let her buckle her wrist so easily?

"Let it go." Jun Muhan's tone was frosty.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, completely ignoring his anger.

"The loss is so great, what is it strong? Although I am not a good doctor, I am not bad. She glanced up at Jun Muhan, "You were injured for me, then I will heal you, so-"

"That doesn't mean you owe each other, does it?" Jun Muhan's tone was three points colder.

She had been putting down her body just now to curry favor with him, but in fact, her real purpose was just to repay the life-saving grace she owed him, so that they could truly clear up.

was poked in public, Mo Yan touched his nose a little embarrassed, "I'm just expressing my sincerity." ”

Jun Muhan only felt that the depression in his heart was even stronger, "I don't need you to govern you." ”

He struggled slightly, and wanted to break away from Mo Yan's hand.

But this action made the wounds on his wounds pour out again, and they were instantly soaked in snow-colored gauze.

Mo Yan's eyes sank for two points, she was a healer, so she could naturally see that something was wrong with this wound.

"Don't move."

Her shot was like lightning, and with a finger of spiritual power, she instantly fixed his figure.

Jun Muhan stared at Mo Yan gloomily, "Mo Yan, you are so bold. ”

Mo Yan continued to ignore it.

"I'm not your subordinate, you don't come with me like this."

Mo Yan waved his hand impatiently, and then dragged Jun Muhan to the chair and sat down.