Chapter 212

The wound on Mao Jiu's hand had already turned black and purple, and black air was still lingering on it.

Moreover, the flesh and blood of the wound had already begun to rot.

It can be seen that this bite is not light.

"Ye Baofu, have you brought glutinous rice?"

Ye Baofu quickly rubbed the top of his head in frustration, "No, I can't carry all the things I can use with me all the time!"

Ji Ci was about to ask someone to buy some back, when Mao Jiu said weakly, "I have it in my bag."

Without waiting for Ji Ci's order, Ma Youcai ran back to the office to fetch Mao Jiu's backpack.

"My God, isn't your schoolbag too heavy? How do you carry your small body every day?"

Ma Youcai was out of breath even after carrying a bag, and was ridiculed by Ye Baofu.

"Look at you, you can't even carry a schoolbag, you should exercise more!"

Ma Youcai gave him a sideways glance, and threw the schoolbag into Ye Baofu's arms.

Ye Baofu had a relaxed expression at first, but his expression changed the moment he caught the schoolbag, and he sat down on the ground.

"Pfft, Xiao Jiu, what do you recite every day..."

Ye Baofu's arm almost flashed, and now it was finally Ma Youcai's turn to laugh at him.

"Hahaha, it's time for you to exercise!"

Without saying a word, Ji Ci dragged the backpack over and handed it to Mao Jiu to let her take out the glutinous rice by herself.

Seeing Ji Ci's actions, Ye Baofu and Ma Youcai couldn't help muttering again.

"You said Coach Ji is so thin, how can a little girl be so strong? Could there be something on her body?"

"Yes, there is, not because of this."

"What's that for?"

……

"what!"

Everyone else was clapping wood, Ma Youcai and Ye Baofu were concentrating on discussing Ji Ci's problem, and suddenly Mao Jiu's scream attracted everyone's attention.

A handkerchief was placed on Ji Ci's hand, and a handful of glutinous rice was sprinkled on it.

Mao Jiu's hand was forcibly pressed on the glutinous rice, and black smoke billowed out.

"This is... corpse poison?" Ye Baofu asked in surprise.

"Could it be that Mrs. Mou is dead?"

When Mao Jiu's wound finally stopped emitting black smoke, Ji Ci asked Ma Youcai for liquor and a lighter.

Immediately, he grabbed Mao Jiu's four fingers with one hand, opened the wine bottle cap with the other hand, and poured all the liquor into Mao Jiu's hand.

Mao Jiu gritted his teeth and endured, only let out a muffled groan.

She doesn't want to be treated like a monkey like just now!

"It's okay, it's okay, let the bald head lead you to the medical department upstairs for a bandage!"

Ji Ci conveniently lit the already black glutinous rice together with the handkerchief like a toss in the air.

The lean man wanted to step forward to stop it, because open flames are prohibited in the underground parking lot.

But the next second he was stupid.

There is no open flame.Not even ashes.

The handkerchief and the glutinous rice were all burned up, turning into smoke and dissipating without leaving a trace.

"Let's go, let's go to that Mrs. Mou's house."

Ji Ci moved her body and took the lead to go out happily.

Great, I want money again!
Adding the 12 in the previous two rounds, this time it is [-]!
Give the three of them [-] each, and you can keep [-].

Hee hee, the money-making pension plan goes a step further!
When they arrived at the gate of Mou's villa complex, Ma Youcai's taxi was stopped by security guards.

"What?"

Ma Youcai pressed down on the car window, and said fawningly, "Brother, we were invited by the Mou family to treat the eldest madam."

The security guard shook the stick in his hand, "It's because there are too many people who come to see Mrs. Mou every day. Wait a minute, I have to call to confirm."

(End of this chapter)

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