Seeing the sudden appearance of Poria, compared to Gong Yan's panic, Chu Qing was much calmer.
After all, this was his house, and if Gong Yanru was discovered, he would be able to take the opportunity to get rid of the woman who had been forcing him to kill Fuling.
Gong Yan, who had already gotten into the quilt, also realized the seriousness of this problem!
The reaction ability and the ability to remain calm in the face of danger that he has developed over many years gave Gong Yan an idea instantly. The moment Chu Qing was about to speak, he felt a chill coming from his waist.
Gong Yan was under the quilt with a knife in one hand and drawing something on Chu Qing's leg with the other.
Chu Qing is a fool! When Gong Yan finished drawing twice and Chu Qing still didn't understand, Gong Yan couldn't help but muttered. It wasn't until the third time that Chu Qing recognized the words:
Send her away quickly.
But he didn't expect this woman to threaten him with a knife? ! Will he give in to a knife
Fu Ling looked at Chu Qing who was hesitant to speak, and quickly put her hand on his forehead, frowning and asking: "What's wrong? Is it poisonous again?"
Chu Qing raised her eyes and was about to respond when she suddenly felt pain in her waist. What a cruel attack! Chu Qing frowned, but still shook his head and smiled at Fuling.
"It's okay, I just remembered some bad things."
"As long as it's okay, you must tell me if you have anything." From the moment Fu Ling came in, her pair of beautiful eyes have been circling around Chu Qing's body. She couldn't even detect Chu Qing's struggling expression, let alone discover something strange under the quilt. .
Gong Yan in the quilt couldn't bear to hear Fu Ling's voice, so she resisted the urge to suddenly jump out and knock Fu Ling unconscious, and put her hand on the knife a little harder.
Chu Qing, who also couldn't stand having a knife pressed against his waist, suddenly sat up straight. Gong Yan was startled and almost stabbed him in.
Feeling the unnoticeable trembling in the quilt, Chu Qing's lips curled up invisibly and asked: "Fu Ling, why are you still here so late? Did something happen?"
Seeing that Chu Qing cared about her, Fuling lowered her eyes and smiled, looking at Chu Qing with a pair of beautiful eyes containing the bright stars.
"No...it's okay. I just wanted to see if you were poisoned. After all, it's dark and windy this month. If you suddenly become poisonous, no one will know."
Chu Qing pursed her lips, obviously caring about herself, but why did the words become more and more awkward the more she heard them.
However, the gradually increasing strength of the knife at his waist did not allow him to care about things like Fuling's tone.
"Ah, it's okay. The poison on my body is almost gone. All that's left is just a matter of time. I'll probably be cured soon."
Chu Qing never thought that one day he would lie like this to someone who likes him, but with the knife in his waist, Fuling, you will forgive me!
Thinking of this, Chu Qing felt less guilty.
Fu Ling wanted to say something again, but Chu Qing was afraid that if she continued talking, the person in the bed would jump out of bed and hurriedly said: "It's really okay. Look at my rosy complexion, and I can still talk to you well." !”
Fu Ling really watched Chu Qing from beginning to end, but she was so simple-minded that she still didn't notice anything strange. She could only believe his words, snorted coldly, and stood up to leave.
Before leaving, he suddenly turned around and said, "It's okay if you're fine now. If you need anything, remember to come to me."
Without waiting for Chu Qing to answer, Fuling looked at him deeply before turning and leaving.