The blood dripped down Mo Yunuo's earlobe, dripping on Mo Qing's black bed~ sheets, and immediately disappeared. It just left a faint fishy smell, and it was here to prove that it had appeared here.

"You go and rest." Mo Qing gave the order to evict the guests, and Mo Yunuo didn't say anything more, just glanced at the wounds on Mo Qing's body, turned around and left Mo Qing's house.

After Mo Yunuo left, Mo Qing picked up the black brocade box again, removed the layer where the ear drills on Mo Yunuo's ears were placed, knocked left and right, and actually took up the small floor in the brocade box, it turned out that there was a mezzanine in the brocade box.

After the small wooden board was brought up, Mo Qing took out the contents of the mezzanine.

It turned out to be an ear drill in the shape of a lily rhizome, with a round and thin rhizome, with a slight wave mark, which was exactly the same pair as the one Mo Qing brought to Mo Yunuo, but the rhizome in Mo Qing's hand did not have any engraving in it, just a simple rhizome shape.

Mo Qing carefully rubbed the lily rhizome ear drill, and her eyes were gentle as if she could gently drip water.

"I didn't think I'd take it out again for the rest of my life, but I took it out today. You once said that if one day, I put this ear drill on another man's earlobe, you would show me how good you are. But, why didn't you show up, it's been two years, you've been away from me for two years, why were you so stupid, why did you ...... like that" Talking to herself, Mo Qing actually cried as she spoke, and the tears fell silently, fell on the black quilt, and disappeared. It's just that the tear stains of the teardrops that slipped from the eyes and Mo Qing's choked voice proved that the tears had come and appeared.

Mo Qing recalled this sadly, and silently choked up and said to herself.

After talking for a while, Mo Qing put the ear drill back into the mezzanine, restored the brocade box to its original appearance, took the brocade box on the uninjured right hand, aimed at the drawer on the wardrobe, and with a force on her right arm, the brocade box returned to the drawer that Mo Yunuo took out at the beginning.

Mo Yunuo took another pair of surgical scissors on the bedside table that had fallen from Gu Qingsong, and his right hand was forced, the scissors hit the drawer, the drawer was closed, the scissors fell to the ground, and after falling on the ground, it slipped a little sideways, away from the angle at the level of the drawer.

"Hiss~!" used two strong forces in a row, making Mo Qing's already injured and tired body a little unbearable, slowed down, Mo Qing changed her position, closed her eyes and began to sleep.

After tossing for so much time, Mo Qing was really tired.

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Mo Qing was woken up by a loud ghost scream and a knock on the door like a cannonball.

I opened my eyes, which were still hazy and sleepy, and looked at the time, but I had only rested for four hours.

After opening and closing, but in a few seconds, Mo Qing's eyes no longer showed sleepiness, and she regained her coldness.

There was a knock on the door, and the ghostly screams continued.

"Enter." Mo Qing said helplessly.

The person at the door heard the sound and opened the door and came in.

What caught the eye was a very well-dressed uh... Very stylish 'kid', right! Child! A boy who looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Light blue hair, hair to the nape of the neck, the bangs on the front block half of the forehead, thick. Aqua blue eyes, tender white skin, straight nose, small lips. Off-white T-shirt, washed white jeans, blue and white casual shoes, 1.8 meters tall.

The boy's voice is a little soft and warm, like a doll's voice that has not yet reached the voice change period, with his dressing, the appearance of the doll is very compatible.

The boy was followed by Gu Xin.

"Sister Qing, why are you injured? All the men came with rice? The boy jumped up and down to Mo Qing's bed, looked at Mo Qing's injured bandage and pale face, and said with some displeasure.

The small mouth pouted upward, and it was obvious that the owner was also in a displeased mood.