The queen's wife hunts dragons

Chapter 585
"Really, I'm sorry, I accidentally didn't pay attention."

Mo Shisheng's apology was very perfunctory and careless, causing Qingluan to stare at her resentfully.

"What's wrong?"

Qingluan's resentful eyes were really strong, and he covered the bumped place on his forehead with one hand and refused to let go.

Mo Shisheng had no choice but to ask, but saw Qingluan snorted arrogantly, "I won't show you."

"..."

Hearing this, Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, raised his hand and tapped the back of Qingluan's hand covering his forehead, "Is this still the Qingluan I know? Still arrogant?"

"Huh╭(╯^╰)╮."

Touched by Mo Shisheng, Qingluan took a step back and snorted again.

Such a scene reminded Mo Shisheng that when she was in Yunwuling, she roasted rabbits and Nan Xiao robbed Qingluan's meat. Qingluan was so arrogant.

Memories of the past suddenly flooded into my heart, and Mo Shisheng felt a little nostalgic, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "Hey, take your hand away, let me show you."

"But...it's ugly..."

Qingluan was still a little awkward, with a bitter face, "I didn't expect you to be stuffed with my grandfather just now, so..."

(Jiang: like this, stuffed: like that.)
"..."

The corners of Mo Shisheng's lips twitched slightly, and he took Qingluan's hand covering his forehead away with one hand, "Forget what happened just now, look at how swollen your head is."

"Ah? Is it very swollen? Isn't it ugly?"

Qingluan's tone was a little nervous, and Mo Shisheng could understand it, girls all love beauty, without exception.

"I'll apply medicine to you, don't move around."

Mo Shisheng tapped Qingluan's nose lightly with one hand, and her eyes subconsciously followed, becoming cross-eyed.

"..."

God knows that Mo Shisheng held back his laughter so he took his hand away and took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve. The ointment inside was white and transparent, and he dug a piece with his fingertips and spread it evenly on Qingluan's swollen forehead. .

The strength is very light.

The icy cold feeling immediately dissipated most of the pain.

Qingluan blinked and didn't dare to move, "Is this bag going to disappear soon?"

"think too much."

Mo Shisheng rolled his eyes at Qingluan lightly, and stuffed the porcelain bottle into her hand, "It will be cured in two days."

"Huh? Another two days?"

As soon as he heard the time, Qingluan's small face turned into a bitter gourd again, and his small mouth could hang an oil pot, "Shi Sheng, can't you hurry up?"

"See if you have a long memory next time, you will walk recklessly."

Mo Shisheng rolled his eyes at Qingluan, "Don't let the wound touch the water, you've broken your skin, and it will take longer for you to heal after it touches the water."

"..."

After listening to Mo Shisheng's words, Qingluan felt unrequited love, "If I had known I wouldn't have so much trouble, I only wanted to go there when I saw the door was open, and it turned out..."

"Stop! Stop, stop talking."

Knowing that Qingluan was going to mention what happened just now, Mo Shisheng raised his hand to interrupt her, pinching Qingluan's face with one hand, "Forget about what happened just now!"

"Don't forget!"

With tears in her eyes, Qingluan raised her finger to point to the big bump on her forehead, "I won't forget about it until it disappears!"

"..."

It made sense, but she was speechless to refute.

Probably because he slept a lot during the day, Mo Shisheng didn't feel sleepy at all now, he walked gently to the stone table and sat down, resting his chin with one hand, looking at the vast sky.

(End of this chapter)