"No, this robe is very thin, you won't get heat stroke." Ye Qiqi quickly reached out to cover her neck and smiled awkwardly at He Pingxuan.
"Then you have mosquito bite marks all the time on your neck. How uncomfortable it is." He Pingxuan looked at Ye Qiqi with an expression of disapproval and said: "Besides, Grandpa, this medicine will be cured once you apply it, why are you still using it?" You have to stick around that piece of crap all the time.”
"I..." Ye Qiqi was immediately speechless by what he said.
"Take it down, take it down." He Pingxuan frowned at Ye Qiqi and said impatiently.
Mo Hanqing glanced at the two of them lightly, then walked over, put his arm around Ye Qiqi's shoulders, and said in a cold voice: "It's almost time, we should leave."
"Yes." Ye Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly turned to He Pingxuan and said: "Grandpa He, we have to go, I will keep this medicine first, and I will apply it again when we are on the road later. ."
"Hey... but..." He Pingxuan watched helplessly as Ye Qiqi took the bottle of medicine away from him, and then quickly got on his horse as if running away.
Ye Qiqi sat on the horse and looked at He Pingxuan, grinning at him and saying, "Thank you, Grandpa He, for your concern. Let's go first."
"No, wait." Seeing that Ye Qiqi was about to run away, He Pingxuan quickly reached out and grabbed her reins, frowning and said: "Grandpa, there are some medicines to prevent mosquito bites. You should also take them with you, just in case you go back. What should I do if I get bitten by a mosquito again on the road?”
"Okay." Ye Qiqi nodded.
When He Pingxuan saw this, he reached out and took out another bottle of medicine from his sleeve robe, and handed it to Ye Qiqi.
Ye Qiqi sat on the horse, leaned down slightly, and planned to take the bottle of medicine from his hand.
Soon after, He Pingxuan took advantage of the moment when Ye Qiqi leaned down and quickly pulled the silk around Ye Qiqi's neck with his palm.
Ye Qiqi felt a chill on his neck. The colorful piece of silk had fallen into He Pingxuan's hands at some point.
The next second, He Pingxuan froze as he stared at the pile of bruises on Ye Qiqi's neck.
Mo Xiuzhu followed He Pingxuan's gaze and looked at Ye Qiqi's neck, then he was startled and said: "I'll go, Qiqi, what's going on on your neck? Could it be Han Qing pinching you last night?" OK??"
“…”
"Huh? That's not right. It doesn't look like it was punched out or pinched out..." Mo Xiuzhu didn't react until he finished saying that. He stared at Ye Qiqi's neck again. After a while, he suddenly realized: "This is not..."
"Shut up." Mo Hanqing suddenly spoke calmly and threw out these two words.
Mo Xiuzhu shut his mouth instantly.
He Pingxuan reacted at this time.
He looked at Ye Qiqi with complicated eyes for a long time, then turned to look at Mo Hanqing, tugged his lips and said: "This... sure enough... such a big mosquito..."
Ye Qiqi's little face as white as jade turned red instantly.
He Pingxuan stared at Ye Qiqi's neck for a long time, then suddenly reached out and took out another bottle from his sleeve robe and said: "This... is specially designed to treat the marks left by such large mosquitoes."
"Oh, okay..." Ye Qiqi took the medicine bottle from He Pingxuan numbly, and then nodded stiffly.