Feng Liye still didn't speak, and sweat was still oozing out from his forehead.

Just looking at the hot sweat of beans, you know that he is really uncomfortable now.

The doctor's instinct, Chu Qingge subconsciously asked, "Do you want me to show you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her face turned into a pig's liver-like look.

How could I show this to him?

Feng Liye raised his eyes and slapped her hard!

It’s not enough to bully him with your hands, do you still have to provoke verbally?

"I don't mean anything else? I just...forgot where you were hurt..."

Qingge has never been so embarrassed. She knew how heavy it was when she took action, but it was not intentional.

"You... won't have sequelae, are you?"

"Do you hope... what are the sequelae of this prince?" Feng Liye glared at her and gritted his teeth.

Do you want him to be completely ruined so that she and Mu Bai can help them stay together?

What I thought was beautiful! How could he be destroyed by her so easily?

"I have no malice." Qingge muttered his little mouth, why did he stare at her with such a terrible look?

However, Feng Liye's voice was as hoarse as if it was being run over by a car wheel.

So, she didn't plan to bother with him anymore.

"You try taking a few deep breaths to see if it will be better."

Unexpectedly, these words brought Feng Liye's cold gaze.

Qingge could only bit her lip and stopped talking.

Well, it's a matter of men's dignity, so she shouldn't talk too much.

Anyway, it will be fine later.

Feng Liye waited for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would be so painful just after being pressed.

The temperature in the prison was high and low because of this toss.

Finally, it finally came to peace.

Through the candlelight that penetrated, you could still vaguely see his handsome face, his face and forehead were covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

Feng Liye still bent one leg up, blocking some possible sight.

Although he was expressionless, he tried hard to make himself seem to be careless.

But the sweat on his face still exposed him completely.

"You spoke to Nan Mingyue before the accident?"

If someone else asked about this question, Qingge would definitely feel like he was being questioned.

But tonight, he didn't put any pressure on her.

She asked without answering, "Why do you believe me? I actually have reasons to kill her, for example, she might have killed Qiqiao."

He knew that Qiqiao was missing tonight.

Feng Liye glanced at her.

Qingge shrank his neck and spread his hands: "Okay, I'm just curious to ask, I don't mean to doubt you."

Looking at him again, there were still blood on his clothes.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to be willful.

Well... I was really willful when I hurt him tonight.

"Actually, you can explain it a little at that time." If he had said why he had the smell of Qiqiao's medicine on his body, this sword would definitely not have stabbed him.

"You woman, stubborn and conceited. If I say it, you believe it?" Feng Liye snorted coldly.

Chu Qingge was embarrassed and glared at her: "Sir should I also examine myself? Is the four words "stubborn" not suitable for the prince?"

The two looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes, and the air around them was a little stiff for a while.

But I don’t know that it took too long for Feng Liye’s eyes to soften, and Qingge couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Oh!

Yes, stubborn and conceited!

She is, so is he!

In fact, they are all so proud, no one is better than anyone else!

Did I hurt each other because I was too arrogant in the past and didn’t know it?

Who can blame whom?
Chapter completed!