Chapter 92: If you like the bed, I'll give it to you4

Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, and for someone's little hand still holding his hand, he was still unconscious, and he didn't bother to remind her, but played with himself.

It's just that when his hand touched a subtle scar on the back of her hand that was about to fade, he paused his gaze: "How did this come about?" ”

"It's just to let that big ......" Qu Tan'er just wanted to say, but when the words came to his mouth, he noticed that something was wrong, especially when he held her hand, and studied the scar that once made her half dead and was about to fade now. One forced, wanted to pull his hand back, and by the way, he replied: "What's the matter with you." ”

"The king is asking you." Mo Liancheng exerted a little force, not giving her a chance to withdraw her hand.

"The hand is mine, I can answer if I want to, and if I don't want to answer, I won't answer." it, if he's the boss, she doesn't bother to pay attention to him.

"This is the Eight Kings' Mansion of this king, and all the people belong to this king, even you, too, one, one."

"Accidentally cut." Qu Tan'er pouted, even if she was dissatisfied, she still put her words down, but this answer was just a casual excuse to stuff him.

What kind heart did this man have to care about the injury on her hand?

The smell of conspiracy, how she smelled too strong. He wouldn't be trying to give her a beautiful man's plan, would he?

"Do you still want that bed?" Mo Liancheng asked lightly, not asking her to answer, just asking her another thing, but he was sure that she would definitely answer his question.

A bed that he has slept in for more than 20 years, and he can't sleep in any situation, but someone actually treats it as a treasure, it seems that he should reevaluate the value of that bed?

Qu Tan'er's eyes widened, she didn't want to be angry, but in the end, her anger was still revealed on her little face.

He, he, he......

This man, the meaning of the threat is clear enough, she ...... Confessed.

"It's really me who accidentally cut it."

As a result, in the end, Qu Tan'er still said the same sentence, with a serious face, so that people could not see the suspicions.

"Oh?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows lightly, he didn't say yes, but he didn't believe it. When he asked for the first time, her first reaction was so resentful, and he knew that she must not have caused this little injury.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. This injury is because my eldest sister was dissatisfied when she saw me one day, and then, she wanted to slap me in the face, but I accidentally blocked it with this hand with a reflex action, and then, the injury came out. She didn't want to mention this matter eight hundred years ago, and when she mentioned it, her anger exploded again. At that time, her eldest sister Qu Paner wanted to disfigure her face, and she even did such a thing as hiding a sharp weapon between her fingers, if it wasn't for her good life, she blocked it with her hands, otherwise......

"Oh, is that all?"

"Believe it or not, okay, it's okay, you can give it back to me." Sadly, it seems as if her hand is a piece of something, and someone else borrowed it, and then asked someone else to return it.

Mo Liancheng didn't say anything, and let go of his hand lightly, but there was an intriguing contemplation in the eyes that looked at her.

"If it's okay, can I go back to the hospital?" Qu Tan'er tugged at the corners of her mouth, there was no way, she was on someone else's roof, she really couldn't help but bow her head, this is the sadness of having no power, no power and no status.