Loser Princess Defies Heaven - Chapter 759

“It’s cold. It’s time to go back.” Gu Mian ink light open lips.

It’s not medical skill that can find out the nightmare, so Mo Yuanye won’t believe him even when he sees Ge’er.

Now, Mo Yuanye and Ge’er have a deep misunderstanding of him and the demon temple. If they are allowed to meet, they will only talk more and more disorderly.

Let’s wait until Mo Qingyu comes back to life.

“I said I wanted to see him. Hello, you…”

As soon as Mo Qingge finished, he picked him up and turned to the inner hall.

“Let me go, you let me go!”

Mo Qingge kept struggling in his arms, but as if he had never heard of it, he held the woman all the way back to liulige bedroom.

Gu Mian Mo lowers his body and gently puts her on the bed. By chance, he sweeps the intact bowl of soup on the table.

Suddenly, he felt a little angry: “Ge’er, you don’t drink medicine on time!”

This little girl is too headstrong.

Sitting on the bed, Mo Qing’s song book was out of breath: “Gu Mian Mo, please make it clear to me first! Your grudge with me is coming to me. Why should my family be involved? ”

“If there’s something wrong with my family, even if it’s death, I’ll make it hard for you!”

This pervert is insane!

Gu Mian Mo squatted in front of her and said faintly, “Ge’er, I promise you not to move Mohist for the time being, but only if you are obedient!”

Words fall, spoon has been fed to the lips of Mo Qingge.

This little girl, must have a person to stare at, she can drink medicine well.

Mo Qingge’s finger bones are tightly curled up, and her slender nails almost pierce into the flesh.

In his eyes, he is just a puppet controlled by others. He just needs to be obedient.

Sad, ridiculous.

But she still held back her anger, opened her mouth and swallowed the medicine he had sent.

Bitter taste, from the tip of the tongue to the bottom of my heart.

See her tiny Cu eyebrow, attend to quilt Mo to stretch out a hand, wiped the medicine juice overflowing from the lip side for her: “bitter?”

She didn’t talk or look at him.

Gu Mian Mo droops his eyes, takes out a piece of sugar from Chu Jie, throws it into the decoction, and stirs it: “it’s not bitter now, you can taste it.”

Mo Qingge is still cold, forced to drink.

This time, the taste of the decoction is really much sweeter.

But her heart was bitter.

“Sweet?” He asked.

Mo Qingge doesn’t look at him and still doesn’t speak.

Gu Mian Mo hooked her lips slightly, fed her the medicine without saying a word, and then said, “I heard that you have a bad appetite these two days. Last night, I sent someone to Lingzhou city to buy some sugar gourd, and the cakes you like to eat on weekdays. Maybe you can hang your appetite.”

“Maybe you can’t get used to the cakes from the demon temple and Lingzhou city. Tomorrow, I’ll make some for you myself.”

Mo Qingge looks slightly at the cake on the table, and his heart is touched slightly.

Instead, she said in a cold voice, “you don’t have to fool me with this three-year-old thing.”

Gu Mian Mo sneered: “but my song is always a girl who can be coaxed with a piece of sugar.”

His smile, inexplicably some bitter.

“Shut up

Mo Qingge interrupted him: “that’s when I was blind and blinded by lard. I was so stupid that I was cheated by you again and again. Gu mianmo, what do you think of me?”

“Song er…”

“Don’t call me song again!” Mo Qingge felt disgusted for a while.

He drew back his hand slightly, and there was an imperceptible gloom in his eyes, which was fleeting.

“Don’t be angry.” His tone, still gentle as water, “in the future…”

“In the future, I hope you can stay away from me!” Mo Qingge finger bone tight curl up, cold voice way, “don’t think about what to do for me, because, no matter what you do, I will not be moved, more will not be grateful to you, change my mind, I hate you, this life, forever, will only hate you to the bone!”

Every word is full of hate.

The cold words, like daggers, peeled off his heart one by one and cut him in a sudden.

Even the pain of digging heart is not as cold as her words.

It’s bone chilling

For a long time, he asked faintly, “how can Ge’er not hate me?”

“Unless you die!” Mo Qingge blurts out.

The implication is, it’s impossible.

Cold four words, completely cut his heart, flesh and blood dripping, he hook lips bitter smile, constantly tell himself in the heart, these words, are not the original intention of singer.

At this time, across the hall door, came a god envoy: “God, the Lord of the West Hall came to present a memorial to you.”

“I see.”

Gu Mian Mo answered, then looked at Mo Qingge again, gently picked his lips, half jokingly said: “in this case, Ge Er should take good care of his body, get better as soon as possible, work harder, fulfill his wish as soon as possible, and kill me.”

Mo Qingge sniffed and thought, is he provoking himself?

What a shame!

No, she will.

Killing this scum man is her biggest goal now.

“Go to bed early, I’ll see you later.” Leaving this sentence, Gu Mian Mo turned and left the inner hall.

Mo Qingge hummed coldly, staring at his back, hoping to crush him.

Call her a singer!

I’ll see her later!

Why is this guy so thick skinned?

Gu mianmo, you wait for me. Sooner or later, I will kill you and cut you into 18 pieces!

…………

In the evening, the maid brought the meal and said, “empress demon, we have dinner.”

Mo Qingge opened her eyes, took back the Xuanli and corrected: “don’t call me demon queen, I’m not a demon queen.”

“All right, Qingge girl.” The maid had no choice but to change her mouth. “Come and have dinner, girl.”

Mo Qingge just gets up and looks at the food on the table. It turns out that she loves it.

Instead, she looked at the maid beside her: “you are…”

“Servant Xiao Ye is specially sent by God to serve the girl closely.” Xiao Ye leaned over and introduced himself.

I don’t know if it’s personal service or personal surveillance.

Mo Qingge shakes her head and thinks, no matter whether it’s surveillance or not, if she wants to run out, she has to have a good relationship with the people around her.

So, she threw a smile to Xiao Ye: “Xiao Ye, I said that I’m not a demon queen, and you don’t have to be so polite to me. Come on, sit down and eat together.”

“I dare not…”

“It doesn’t matter. There’s no one else. Sit down.” Mo Qingge’s words fell, so he took Xiaoye and sat down.

For a moment, Xiaoye was flattered.

“Don’t mention it. Just think of me as a sister.” Mo Qingge is heartless and heartless, so he begins to bring vegetables to the leaves.

Suddenly, lobule is a heart hanging to the throat.

“Qingge girl, they all say that you have a bad temper. Today, I know you are so good when I see you.”

“That’s because they have eyes and don’t know what to do.” Mo Qingge smiles and says nothing.

Then, she tasted the braised fish and said, “Xiao Ye, your cooking skills are very good.”

“Girl, this is made by God himself.”