Human potential is limited and can always be stimulated inadvertently. This can be clearly reflected in Zhong Ying.【】
It was a matter of life. Zhong Ying used up her strength to suck the milk and broke away from Heiying's hand. She saw the second lady crawling to Qi Mo's legs and reaching out to hug him.
He stretched his legs, crying like a ghost and howling like a wolf: "Your Majesty, please spare my life! Zhong Ying will never dare to do it again! Your Majesty, please spare your life!"
Qi Mo glanced at her very coldly, kicked her hand away, and then turned his gaze back to the girl in his arms.
Zhong Qingye's expression was very indifferent, revealing a kind of silence related to the matter, as if the commotion in the room was just a drama when she was interested. The alienation and coldness came directly from the bones, without any
A little room for maneuver.
In fact, no one here knows that according to Zhong Qingye's personality and behavior, it is extremely rare not to kill Zhong Ying on the spot. It's a pity that some people just don't know what to do. When they see Qi Mo's eyes changed, Zhong Ying's
The little head was very clear, and he immediately realized that the focus of this matter was on Zhong Qingye.
To untie the bell, one must tie the bell. As long as Zhong Qingye talks softly, Prince Rui will not embarrass her!
Zhong Ying's red and swollen eyes from crying suddenly showed hope. She crawled to Zhong Qingye's legs, knelt on the ground, grabbed Zhong Qingye's robe and begged: "Sister, sister knows I was wrong! ... I
I really know I was wrong...please...please let me go, I never dare to..."
Tears rolled down like crystals, and Zhong Ying's face was mottled with tears, which made the inherent tenderness and pity in her reach the extreme, making people unable to help but care for her and not even blame her.
Zhong Qingye did not speak, but lowered his head slightly, looking at her with a half-smile in Qi Mo's arms. The unconcealed sarcasm and ridicule revealed in his eyes made Zhong Ying's nails instantly pierce the palm of his hand, leaving blood stains on it.
The curls suddenly disappeared on Zhong Qingye's bright red dress.
"I...really...know I was wrong..." Zhong Ying was frightened and angry by Zhong Qingye's gaze, but she did not dare to cry without fear, sobbed and murmured.
"Zhong Qingye! You ungrateful girl!" The voice was sternly scolded and cursed by Mrs. Zhong.
Eager to protect her chicks, Mother Zhong, who was over forty years old, didn't know where she got the strength. She suddenly yelled and yelled at Bai Ying. Bai Ying had no time to defend herself and was actually pushed out by her. When she got the chance, she saw Mother Zhong
As fast as lightning, he jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Zhong Qingye like a sharp sword.
Qi Mo smiled coldly and raised his hand to attack the woman. In the flash of lightning, Zhong Qingye suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.
With black eyes as calm as the sea, there was a hint of ridicule and indifference in his eyes. There was no more emotion. Qi Mo stopped his hand and lowered his head to her, their eyes intertwined. Zhong Qingye turned his head and said nothing.
When their eyes met, Zhong Mu had already rushed in front of her.
The silver thread on the splendid robe is like silk, shining in the morning light. Zhong Qingye has never noticed that the silver thread flashes so dazzlingly that it hurts the eyes.
Mother Bell's formerly dignified face was extremely distorted, full of extreme hatred and resentment. Her hands rose and fell as fast as lightning, and the strong wind she brought about stung people's bones with ice. The woman's robes flew up and fell down again.
"Pa" a loud slap in the face.
Half of Zhong Qingye's face was knocked away and pressed tightly against Qi Mo's chest.