Concubine Qingcheng: Your Majesty, come and play with me

Chapter 117 A Good Time for Emotional Development ([-])

For the sake of his serious injury, Jin'er didn't scold him first.

"Let me warn you first, if my hand is broken, I may not be able to kill you in the future."

"...This is the box."

After finishing speaking, Wei Zimo felt a little awkward, so he stopped smiling, and turned his face to the side with a strange expression, "You don't have to try it, I swear this box is real."

"Yeah." Jin'er felt relieved this time.

From what happened to his junior sister, it can be seen that this man is very committed.

Now that he has sworn, it will not be false.

Jin'er began to work on his wrist, skillfully and carefully.

She still knows the basic healing methods.

Seeing her careful appearance, Wei Zimo smiled, "Xiaoyuer, I thought you were fierce, but I can't see that you still have such a gentle side, are you in love with me?"

"You're thinking too much," Jin'er said very shamelessly, "I've always had a good temper, except for special circumstances."

"...So all I encountered were special circumstances?"

"You made me angry on purpose."

"..."

That's right, he was the one who pissed her off on purpose, but he was usually the one who got pissed off in the end!

After applying the medicine and bandaging his wrists, Jin'er straightened up, "It's done."

"Does it still hurt?"

"...It doesn't hurt." Wei Zimo was not used to being so concerned about him, Wei Zimo felt a little awkward.

"It doesn't hurt anymore?"

Seeing him nodding, Jin'er smiled and raised her hand, and hit him on the head with a "bang".

"Ambush me unexpectedly! Today is your luck, you don't have internal strength, if you hit harder, the injury won't be so light!"

"..." This woman changed her face so quickly!
Wei Zimo tried to use his magic weapon again - evil smile.

He smiled and said, "Little..."

"Small, what a small! Don't attack me again in the future, remember not!"

"..."

Jin'er looked at the bell that was crushed by him, "No wonder the bell didn't ring. I always thought you were weak without martial arts, but it doesn't seem to be the case."

"..." Although I have always been very satisfied with my monstrous face, being monstrous is not the same as being weak, so Wei Zimo's face is very dark now.

"It seems that this trick is not easy to use." Jin'er muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)