Ye Chengan looked at the scene in front of him in shock, and his eyes involuntarily moved towards Mo Hanqing's handsome face.
Mo Hanqing, who was lying on the soft couch, felt a chill down his back, and then he saw pieces of rags slowly falling from the air.
His pale handsome face instantly turned livid, and he turned his head suddenly to see the culprit staring at his back with a focused look on his face.
"Mo, Xiao, Qi!" He shouted her name through gritted teeth.
"Huh?" Ye Qiqi turned his head to Mo Hanqing, but his eyes still stayed on the wound on his back.
"Do my clothes have a grudge against you!? You used your inner strength to shatter my clothes again and again!!" Mo Hanqing's face was ashen, and his voice was gloomy, as if he was floating out of hell.
again and again!
When Ye Chengan, who was sitting in the carriage, heard these words, his thoughts could not help but fly to the horizon.
turn out to be…
The relationship between Han Qing and his little guard has reached this deep level...
It turns out that their relationship is already so close...
It turns out that the domineering King Jingan who always has a "don't mess with me" look on his face...
In the relationship between the two of them, which one was forced to have his clothes shattered? !
Ye Chengan's eyes suddenly became complicated when he looked at Ye Qiqi.
After hearing Mo Hanqing's words, Ye Qiqi turned around, looked at someone with a pale face with a pair of black and white eyes, twitched the corners of her lips and said in a weak voice: "The blood on your body just now made your clothes sticky. It's stuck, I can't take it off, I can't help it."
Her voice paused, and before Mo Hanqing was about to attack, she quickly added: "Don't let me pay for your clothes. Your clothes were damaged by darts just now. Even if I don't shock you, Damn it, you won’t wear it again after you take it off!”
Mo Hanqing looked at her with a pair of deep eyes, but was stupefied by her words and didn't know what to say.
"Looking at how loud you yelled at me, I guess this bit of poison is nothing to you." Ye Qiqi looked at his pale face, curled her lips and said, "If you don't want me to help you treat your wounds, If so, just wait until you return to the house and let the doctor there help you deal with it."
Mo Hanqing stared at her, her thin lips moving, but no words came out.
Ye Qiqi stared back at him not to be outdone.
"Ahem, what about that..." Seeing this, Ye Chengan hurriedly came out and said, "Since Han Qing has taken off his clothes, we can't just let him go home naked, right? What about that, Xiao Qi, how about that?" You'd better help Han Qing deal with it."
After hearing Ye Chengan's words, the atmosphere between the two people who were in a stalemate relaxed a little.
Mo Hanqing turned his head, looked inside the carriage, and said nothing.
Ye Qiqi gave him a hard look. The touch that he had just stepped forward to protect her was instantly gone.
"Um... Xiaoqi..." Ye Chengan pointed at Mo Hanqing's back and whispered: "Those darts are stuck in. How about we... get the darts out first?"
Ye Qiqi then lowered his head and glanced at someone's back, nodded and said, "It has to be done."
"How to do it??" Ye Chengan asked following her words.