Chapter 259 Little Brother, He's Playing Good Again (84)
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Ye Ru Gui
Chapter 259 Little Brother, He's Playing Good Again (84)
Yun Miao seemed to realize something, and raised her eyebrows: "Otherwise?"
Qi Mohan suddenly realized, and then...
Can he take back what he just said?
Almost turned from an apprentice to a full-time job, and the great opportunity just slipped away...
If the wound lasts longer, what's the problem?
No one can die.
Getting a marriage certificate is a serious matter.
What's wrong with being conservative, as long as he can get a marriage certificate smoothly, he is willing to be conservative, he loves conservative.
444: [Host, he's too funny, I'm almost laughing out my abs. 】
"Heh, you're a defective product. Where did you get your abs? You don't even have suet."
444: [...] I can't live through this day.
"This wound is not serious at all. It doesn't need to be treated at all. The more serious ones will heal on their own in two days."
Qi Mohan felt that maybe it could be saved.
Yun Miao gave him a blank look: "Is it the present before? You didn't have a date before, but now you have a date. Can it be the same?"
"right."
He is now a man with an object.
Qi Mohan smiled foolishly, then obediently took off his sportswear, and lay down on the bed.
Yun Miao took out alcohol from the space, sterilized the wound, and then scattered some medicinal powder to help it heal.
After treating the wound, the two sat by the bed and began to discuss the matter.
444: [It must be Lu Zhicheng who did it, just say he is a beast in clothes, this kind of guy can't escape my fiery eyes. 】
Yun Miao: "..." Isn't this mentally handicapped system always upholding the hero and heroine?
Could it be a virus?
Or is it mutated?
Why is the painting style getting more and more wrong?
"We'll ask for leave tomorrow and go to the city to deal with Lu Zhicheng." Yun Miao made a quick decision and made a decision.
Just getting rid of Lu Zhicheng is definitely not enough.
Only when the Lu family is brought under control can the trouble be completely resolved.
But Qi Mohan didn't say much, but nodded obediently: "Okay."
"It's just a small injury, don't be angry."
Qi Mohan shook her hand, and coaxed: "And you have already avenged me, I am very happy."
No matter how badly he was injured before, no one helped him teach those people a lesson, and no one cared about his injury afterwards, and no one was so angry because of his injury.
Qi Mohan even felt that the injury was worth it.
Yun Miao glanced at him angrily: "You are happy, but I am not."
"You were covered by me. How dare you hurt you right under my nose. You simply didn't pay attention to me. If it was in the past, I would have killed them all."
As long as Yun Miao thinks that since he was less than 12 years old, just like today, he has been dragged to the stage by these people to beat, scold and humiliate him time and time again, and there will be nowhere to vent the evil fire in his heart.
These people are crazy.
Can't you live your own life well?
Qi Mohan's eyes flickered: "Before?"
What was she like before?
What identity?What do you do again?
Why does she have the same dark aura as him?
Why is she more agile than him when she strikes?
"You don't need to know this, anyway, today is considered cheap to them." Yun Miao was still full of anger, her face was very bad.
"Yeah." Although Qi Mohan felt that she was getting more and more mysterious, he didn't care about it.
It is enough for him to know that she is sincerely treating him well and will not leave her in the future.
I rummaged through the space, luckily, I found a spiritual medicine and took it, which relieved my painful head.
Qi Mohan frowned.
As if thinking of something, his face changed slightly, and he stood up: "You...are you injured?"
(End of this chapter)
Yun Miao seemed to realize something, and raised her eyebrows: "Otherwise?"
Qi Mohan suddenly realized, and then...
Can he take back what he just said?
Almost turned from an apprentice to a full-time job, and the great opportunity just slipped away...
If the wound lasts longer, what's the problem?
No one can die.
Getting a marriage certificate is a serious matter.
What's wrong with being conservative, as long as he can get a marriage certificate smoothly, he is willing to be conservative, he loves conservative.
444: [Host, he's too funny, I'm almost laughing out my abs. 】
"Heh, you're a defective product. Where did you get your abs? You don't even have suet."
444: [...] I can't live through this day.
"This wound is not serious at all. It doesn't need to be treated at all. The more serious ones will heal on their own in two days."
Qi Mohan felt that maybe it could be saved.
Yun Miao gave him a blank look: "Is it the present before? You didn't have a date before, but now you have a date. Can it be the same?"
"right."
He is now a man with an object.
Qi Mohan smiled foolishly, then obediently took off his sportswear, and lay down on the bed.
Yun Miao took out alcohol from the space, sterilized the wound, and then scattered some medicinal powder to help it heal.
After treating the wound, the two sat by the bed and began to discuss the matter.
444: [It must be Lu Zhicheng who did it, just say he is a beast in clothes, this kind of guy can't escape my fiery eyes. 】
Yun Miao: "..." Isn't this mentally handicapped system always upholding the hero and heroine?
Could it be a virus?
Or is it mutated?
Why is the painting style getting more and more wrong?
"We'll ask for leave tomorrow and go to the city to deal with Lu Zhicheng." Yun Miao made a quick decision and made a decision.
Just getting rid of Lu Zhicheng is definitely not enough.
Only when the Lu family is brought under control can the trouble be completely resolved.
But Qi Mohan didn't say much, but nodded obediently: "Okay."
"It's just a small injury, don't be angry."
Qi Mohan shook her hand, and coaxed: "And you have already avenged me, I am very happy."
No matter how badly he was injured before, no one helped him teach those people a lesson, and no one cared about his injury afterwards, and no one was so angry because of his injury.
Qi Mohan even felt that the injury was worth it.
Yun Miao glanced at him angrily: "You are happy, but I am not."
"You were covered by me. How dare you hurt you right under my nose. You simply didn't pay attention to me. If it was in the past, I would have killed them all."
As long as Yun Miao thinks that since he was less than 12 years old, just like today, he has been dragged to the stage by these people to beat, scold and humiliate him time and time again, and there will be nowhere to vent the evil fire in his heart.
These people are crazy.
Can't you live your own life well?
Qi Mohan's eyes flickered: "Before?"
What was she like before?
What identity?What do you do again?
Why does she have the same dark aura as him?
Why is she more agile than him when she strikes?
"You don't need to know this, anyway, today is considered cheap to them." Yun Miao was still full of anger, her face was very bad.
"Yeah." Although Qi Mohan felt that she was getting more and more mysterious, he didn't care about it.
It is enough for him to know that she is sincerely treating him well and will not leave her in the future.
I rummaged through the space, luckily, I found a spiritual medicine and took it, which relieved my painful head.
Qi Mohan frowned.
As if thinking of something, his face changed slightly, and he stood up: "You...are you injured?"
(End of this chapter)
