Ji Shao, he is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 239 Let go of you and let you harm yourself?

"Let me tell you a story." Ji Mo said slowly when she was in a trance.

Qi Shaoqin almost yelled, "I won't listen! Don't talk! Shut up!"

When she was unconscious, his smile, the slightest sound he made, and the opening and closing of his lips and teeth were all sending wrong signals to her.

She should not be led by the nose.

She doesn't need him to meddle.

She tried hard to shake off his hand, but he suddenly exerted strength, and she couldn't break free.

"Let go! Let go!"

"Let go of you and let you harm yourself?" He asked back.

Qi Shaoqin stopped talking, she bit her lip, and cried, "What can I do... What can I do... Why are you so hard-hearted! You promised to take care of me, and you won't save me now that I'm in such pain, Why are you so cold-blooded, you helped me a lot... If it was Wu Tong, he would definitely not be as cold-blooded and ruthless as you..."

The force on the wrist suddenly increased, and Qi Shaoqin felt as if his wrist was about to be crushed.

The pain brought her cloudy brain back to clarity.

As soon as he raised his head and met Ji Mo's eyes as dark as ink pools, his face was gloomy, as if covered with a layer of icy frost, and he asked coldly from his thin lips: "Wu Tong?"

"Eh? Where is Wu Tong?" She didn't understand why Ji Mo would mention Wu Tong's name at this time.

Looking around, he didn't see a single person, so where is Wu Tong?
"What do you want Wu Tong to help you?" Ji Mo's expression and his voice were extremely cold.

Qi Shaoqin's brain couldn't turn around.

"What can I ask Wu Tong to help me?" She didn't know what medicine the sick man had taken wrongly.

The muddy rationality that had been repulsed by the pain on the wrist just now returned without anyone noticing.

Qi Shaoqin felt that Ji Mo in front of him, even with a stern face, was so good-looking that he killed her.

She looked at him obsessively, and approached him.

He turned his face away.

She missed it.

He frowned dissatisfiedly: "Woooooo...you are so cold and heartless...I am going to die...you are still so cold..."

"I won't let you die." He said to her with a voice like a hot spring flowing slowly in her ear.

Qi Shaoqin raised his head in astonishment, and met those deep and bright pupils as beautiful as ink smudged.

"What did you say? I... I'm dying... woo woo woo..."

"Qi Shaoqin." Ji Mo had never called her name like this.

Qi Shaoqin narrowed his eyes slightly, his whole body was covered with scorching heat.

Listening to Ji Mo's words, I feel like I'm floating.

She felt as if she was in a dream, in which she was roasted in a flaming mountain.

There was a person who seemed to be talking, with a strange voice.

Ji Mo Ning stared at her blushing face, and was silent for a long time, his tone was somewhat cautious: "Do you want to marry me?"

"It's so hot, it hurts..." Qi Shaoqin didn't hear his words at all, and mumbled, closed his eyes, and passed out.

Ji Mo frowned, and reached out to touch her forehead. The scalding temperature must have been over 40 degrees.

If she continues to burn like this, she will really burn into an idiot.

He sighed deeply, and looked deeply at her little face, "Qi Shaoqin, if I can't find a place to cool you down within half an hour, I'll listen to you, okay?"

Qi Shaoqin heard someone talking in a daze, she smacked her lips in a daze, and murmured unconsciously: "Delicious... mine, all mine..."

(End of this chapter)