Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

"..." the style of painting turns a little fast.

One second I still asked him how he felt, the next second I pulled the knife?

Is there anything wrong with him feeling better?

"Do you know what's wrong with you?" Mu yun'an holds the dagger and shows his white teeth, which reflects the cold light of the dagger.

"I don't know." Molly is a little puzzling. Is the purpose of saving him just to kill him?

But it's not so bad to die in mu'an's hands.

Mu Yun An picks Mo Li's black chin with the tip of the dagger, "you say again, do you know what's wrong?"

This posture, local ruffians and hooligans have to take out a small book to start learning.

Molly drooped his head. After some meditation, it seemed that he suddenly realized something.

"I know what's wrong." Mo Li looks at Mu Yun An and raises his hand to pull away the dagger.

He is not afraid that muyun'an will hurt him, but that the blood will flow out after stabbing him... It's poisonous.

He didn't want muyun'an to get hurt.

"Talk about it." It's really teachable. Muyun'an nodded with satisfaction.

Just know it's wrong.

"I shouldn't have bothered you." Mo Li has been holding on for a long time, and he troubles mu yun'an again.

He has so many things every day, and he has to take care of this useless waste.

"What did you say?" The dagger mu yun'an had just taken back was hungry and thirsty. She thought that she really knew what was wrong with it.

Did not expect that he not only did not know, but also walked into a crooked road.

It's heartbreaking.

"I'll never trouble you again. I'm sorry." Molly turned his back to her, and he felt uncomfortable.

The two of them have no relatives. What's the advantage of helping him? It's a waste of time. Every day he lives, he's living and wasting resources.

The family has long ignored him and let him live and die here. Fortunately, Dean Gu Tai is kind enough to let him stay in Shengguang college.

Isn't everyone avoiding him here?

Mu yun'an gritted her teeth. She was so angry. How could this man not take his life seriously.

It's really... Heartbreaking.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Muyun'an broke him off, facing him.

Originally, I wanted to look him in the eye, to have a confrontation of spirit and crush of aura.

However, cough, because of the height factor, mu yun'an can only look up at his eyes, suddenly the momentum is so short.

"..." Mu yun'an, why are you so awkward?

"I know." Mo Li's eyes were desolate, more lifeless than the burnt out candle.

"You know what a fart!" She was so angry that she said, "you don't feel well. Why don't you say it earlier? Do you know that you almost went to hell for tea? "

Hell's tea should be good, right?

If she came back later, she would open the door and see a pool of flesh and blood.

Molly just thought that she was in trouble. I don't know what kind of fairy brain circuit it is.

"Oh." Mo Li blinked. He guessed that the pain in the viscera was about to blow up. He thought he could not open his eyes any more.

"Oh? That's your attitude? " Mu Yun An doesn't have good spirit of looking at him, so indifferent?

Just want to die?

Muyun an, who had died once, knew what it was like, so she cherished her life more than anyone else.