That sense of crisis made Helianxiu feel lingering fear.
"You deserve it." Jing Yue sat on the bed, yawned and looked at He Lianxiu and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do by breaking into a private house in the middle of the night?"
"Here, your pet." He Lianxiu took out a bamboo tube from his cuff and threw it towards Jingyue. Jingyue caught it quickly, opened the bamboo tube suspiciously, looked inside, and dumped the contents inside. out.
"Hey!!!!" Jing Yue looked at the thing that fell on the bedding with horror on her face. Isn't the limp body the funeral flower that has been missing for a long time
"He Lianxiu! How on earth are you abusing my funeral flower!!" Jing Yue poked the funeral flower's petite body, but the funeral flower didn't move at all, and immediately Jing Yue went berserk, stood up and put her hands on her hips, angrily He stared at He Lianxiu and shouted.
"In order to ensure my son's personal safety, I gave it some Mongolian sweat medicine. Don't worry, it is not dead." He Lianxiu said with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.
"... Desperate!" Jing Yue gritted her teeth and spit out the four words, raising her hand to hold the funeral flowers in her hand, her face full of distress.
"It's just a snake." Helian Xiu shrugged nonchalantly.
Jing Yue froze, put down the funeral flowers with her head down, picked up a black dagger and walked towards He Lianxiu step by step. She saw Jing Yue suddenly put the dagger in front of her again.
Jing Yue raised her head slowly, her cold black eyes stared at He Lianxiu coldly and said, "Isn't it just a human life, how about I kill you?"
"..." He Lianxiu narrowed his eyes and pupils, and clearly felt the cold murderous intent emanating from Jingyue's eyes, without any concealment, it was so pure and clean that no one could underestimate the killing intent.
"Get out." Jing Yue looked at He Lianxiu coldly and spat out three words.
"I..." He Lianxiu's eyes flashed with deep meaning, and he wanted to speak, but when he touched the resistance in Jingyue's eyes, he tightly pursed the corners of his lips, took a step back and turned to leave. Jingyue looked at Helian. Lian Xiu left the back, and then put down his arms.
The night returned to silence, Jingyue turned around and walked towards the bed. Just as she walked in, she saw that the funeral flower was staring at Jingyue with her head up. Lips opened and said: "I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you well."
"Hiss..." Funeral Hua stuck out her tongue and shook her head a few times.
"Is it my fault?" Jing Yue stretched out her hand carefully, and tentatively approached the funeral flower. The funeral flower looked at Jing Yue's hand, her tongue was sticking out, as if hesitating for a moment, she bent down - tentatively Touched Jingyue's fingertips, swiped and retracted.
Jingyue blinked and looked at the funeral flower, and the funeral flower also looked at Jingyue, and found that Jingyue's hand had not been retracted, and immediately approached the past boldly, Jingyue never refused the funeral flower's touch, her fingers slightly With a move, he stroked the body of the funeral flower.
"Hiss..." Funeral Flower raised her neck, and wrapped her arms around Jing Yue's arm in a very happy manner.
"I won't forget you next time." Seeing the intimacy of the funeral flower, Jing Yue raised her eyebrows and said solemnly, raising her hand to tease the funeral flower's little head.
The return of the funeral flowers made Jingyue feel instantly better. The next morning, she took the funeral flowers and went to the restaurant. These days, Jingyue has been staring at the restaurant not daring to relax, and she feels much more at ease when she sees the continuous stream of guests every day.