Ming Qiye didn't give any face, and directly told Mo Lingqing to get out.
The corners of Mo Lingqing's mouth twitched, and his handsome face became extremely ugly.
I couldn't help but curse in my heart: Damn Ming Qiye, you really don't give me face, huh!
Although he was angry, he still dropped the golden medicine and left
Ming Qiye closed and locked the door of the house, handed the golden medicine left by Mo Lingqing to Xia Luoying, and motioned for him to apply the medicine to herself.
She is familiar with the profession. In the past, she would occasionally get injured and she would deal with it herself. Therefore, her wound treatment skills can be said to be comparable to those of a nurse.
After treating Ming Qiye's wounds, she looked at him and said seriously: "Don't make jokes like this in the future, okay? I don't want you to get hurt."
Seeing him hurt makes her heart hurt. She hopes he can understand
Picking up Xia Luoying's little hand, she found that it was unusually cold. Ming Qiye knew it was because she was injured and she was scared.
Putting her little hand to his lips, he kissed her gently and promised: "I promise you that I will never get hurt in the future, and you also have to promise me that you won't let yourself get hurt, okay?"
"Um"
Nestling in Ming Qiye's arms, Xia Luoying nodded gently.
Two people were lying on the bed, the candlelight was extinguished, but there was no sleepiness.
Quietly snuggling, with dark and blurred vision, Xia Luoying looked at Ming Qiye and said, "Qiye, give the child a name, okay?"
Recently, the child was very active in her belly, and she felt as if he was about to be born.
For a long time, she has been thinking about the name of the child, but she has never thought of what to call it.
Now in this quiet night, the two of them cuddled up quietly, she remembered it, and wanted to ask him
Ming Qiye held Xia Luoying's hand and gently stroked her swollen belly with her. She remained silent and did not rush to speak.
Xia Luoying didn't say anything and waited quietly, waiting for Ming Qiye to speak and tell the story of the child's Mingzi.
After a long time, his thin lips lifted up in the darkness, and his rich voice said seductively: "Yi - Ming Yi, how are you?"
He looked at Xia Luoying with sparkling black eyes and asked gently, not knowing whether the name he chose would satisfy her.
"Yi - Ming Yi - Ming Yi -"
She murmured softly and did not answer in a hurry. She did not call out once, and the smile on the corner of her mouth extended a little longer. The child in her belly seemed to be very satisfied with the name, beating in Xia Luoying's belly.
Ming Qiye also felt it, but did not speak. He only heard Xia Luoying say: "Ming Yi likes this name, do you feel it?"
"Um"
Ming Qiye smiled and nodded, stroking Xia Luoying's belly, hoping that her inner wish could come true.
Xia Luoying was happy, and she and Ming Qiye stroked the child who was about to be born, and said softly: "Yi, why did you think of this word? Does it have any meaning?"
Not wanting to hide anything from Xia Luoying, Ming Qiye said: "Lianqiu said before that this child has demonic energy——"
As soon as the words came out, Xia Luoying's body trembled, as if she was worried about something.
Ming Qiye hugged her, gave her physical comfort, and continued: "There is a flame pool in the underworld, which can wash away many filth in this world. There are fire, feathers, and white. I hope the fire in the flame pool can wash away all the filth in the world."
Let the demonic aura disappear from his body, like pure white feathers, without any trace of dirt."