Ji Shao, he is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 232 You are actually not bad
Ji Mo didn't blame her, but sincerely considered her future appreciation.

Qi Shaoqin felt a little faint for a moment.

Did she go too far just now?

In front of others, she wanted to sell the things they gave her for money.

Now, with a magnanimous face, he even helped her make suggestions.

But she was ruthless and wanted to make trouble with others.

Emmm...

It seems that I am a little too much.

"Cough, cough, sick child, I just realized today that you are actually not bad..." Qi Shaoqin said to Ji Mo awkwardly.

Ji Mo smiled lightly, "Yes."

Ok?gone?
This sick child is too...

At any rate, she praised him.

I thought he would get carried away with pride.

But this reaction is too perfunctory, right?

It seems that I still don't know enough about the sick man.

Just as Qi Shaoqin wanted to change the subject, suddenly, her chest felt tight, and she was so dizzy that she almost couldn't sit still, "Er... my head is so dizzy, and I started to faint again..."

"Besides dizziness? What else is uncomfortable?" Ji Mo reached out and touched her forehead.

Qi Shaoqin trembled and trembled.

Strange, why Ji Mo put his hand on her forehead, she would...

"Uh... don't take your hand away..." She wanted to understand why this happened!

Opening her eyelids, Ji Mo was very close to her, and her vision gradually recovered. The face that was close at hand had clear contours, although she had always known that he was top-notch and good-looking.

But looking at Ji Mo's face at this moment, Qi Shaoqin...

she……

Throat is a little uncomfortable.

She stared at him without blinking, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

Ji Mo frowned slightly, but the hand on her forehead was removed.

"Hey, you're so stingy..." She stretched out her hand to grab his hand in dissatisfaction. After grabbing it, she held it firmly in the palm of his hand without letting him break free, and separated his long, slender, white fingers with well-articulated joints, one by one. , and interlocking her hands.

As if showing off, she held his hand and said softly to him, "You can't pull it off now!"

Ji Mo's expression was slightly astonished, and the astonishment on his calm face lasted for three full seconds.

"I probably know what's going on with your body." Ji Mo's tone was inexplicably serious.

"Huh?" Qi Shaoqin's brain was still in a state of turbulence, and he didn't recover for a while when he heard these words with a serious expression on his face.

Ji Mo fell silent.

After 2 minutes of silence, he opened his mouth and said, "Fortunately, this is a chronic attack."

"What does chronic attack mean?" She couldn't understand this kind of word at all.

"Chronic attack is the beginning of reaction step by step. In the early stage, you can suppress it with your own reason. After it spreads completely, except..." Ji Mo paused, his face darkened, and said: "There is no cure for medicine."

"Except for what?" Qi Shaoqin is not stupid, how could she avoid such key words.

"Think about it carefully, you are not stupid, you can figure it out." Ji Mo suddenly asked out of the question.

Qi Shaoqin was startled, and looked down, shit, when did she hold the sick man's hand.

As soon as he let go of his hand, she shook her goosebumps.

"I, I..." I couldn't figure it out for a long time, and she hesitated embarrassingly.

Ji Mo said calmly: "Now you understand? When the attack occurs, your mind will not be clear, and then you will completely lose your mind. After you wake up, you will not know what happened."

(End of this chapter)