The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

He Qing raised his head suddenly, but Pan Shu's figure was already a little blurry.

He was just about to get up.

The elder of the Shark Race was stunned and said: "One billion spiritual stones means one billion spiritual stones... The Shark Race cannot raise so much money yet. Please wait a few years, Your Highness..."

This means that we have to devote all our efforts to it.

What's more, the whole body of a shark is worth thousands of gold. If just the teardrops are placed outside, they are the best pearls to be robbed.

He Qing said irritably: "I won't sell it."

"see a visitor out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder was sent away with his memory wiped by the guards in black who appeared quietly.

Heqing's fingertips turned slightly white.

He stood confused outside the door separated from her by a wall.

Slowly lowered his slender neck.

The veins on the snow-white neck are clearly visible.

Did she... still hear it?

The lotus seeds are actually a little hot in the palm of my hand.

He Qing suddenly realized that since the nine-tailed body she had worked so hard to cultivate dissipated and became a mortal with no qualifications to cultivate immortality, she was no longer the reckless little fox who came to him to ask for a life-and-death contract.

She became sensitive, fragile, and cautious.

She didn't care about the twin twins.

And I learned that he was selling her appearance publicly...

He Qing pursed his lips.

His whole body seemed to be drenched with a basin of ice water.

Chills gurgled out of his limbs like poisonous snakes.

He hesitated for a long time.

But he still dared not knock on that door.

He Qing's eyes grew cold, and he thought fervently, that stupid fox was just a medicine man, why should he care about the feelings of a medicine man?I have seen her so many times that I have vaguely forgotten her identity as a medicine man.

He snorted coldly and walked away.

Just, upset.

Like a messy ball of hair.

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

He Qing knew this was not a good sign.

——Be soft to medicine people.

So I decided to stay cold for a few days.

The next day.

He Qing sat slumped in the demon palace, bored and playing with a piece of fine warm jade. He inevitably remembered that her body was weak and her hands and feet were cold, so she called for the guards.

"Send this to her."

Guard: "Yes."

"Wait a minute." He Qing frowned, "Don't say it was from me."

"Okay, Your Highness."

"Wait a minute." He Qing called to him and pursed his lips irritably, "Forget it, let's go."

"……OK."

After the guards left, He Qing took out the objective lens from his arms.

His fingers tapped lightly on the mirror.

The water ripples.

But he saw the girl sitting on the dressing table, her pale but beautiful face reflected in the bronze mirror. After a long while, she lowered her eyes expressionlessly.

The eye sockets are slightly red.

He Qing's heart ached like needles.

He didn't really sell her face...

What to do if you are so sad...

It made it look like he had done something wrong.

This stupid fox is so small in stature but so powerful in temperament.

Chun Hua reminded her, "Miss, you haven't eaten for a day, so you should eat something to fill your stomach."

Pan Shu reluctantly bent her lower lip, "You guys can eat, I don't have much appetite."

Chun Hua didn't dare to say anything, but just went out and ordered the kitchen to heat the food again.

When Chun Hua returned to the house, he was startled by He Qing who appeared out of thin air in the house, "...Your Highness, Your Highness."

"Well, you go down."

He Qing's attitude was cold.

Except for Pan Shu, he had a lukewarm attitude towards everyone.

"Yes."

Chun Hua hurriedly closed the door and went out.

He Qing leaned lazily beside the dressing table, showing the spirit of a young man.

"Hey, I'm not angry yet, why are you angry?"

Pan Shu didn't even look at her, but her crimson eyes were really heartbreaking.

He Qing sighed helplessly: "You are my medicine man."

"Ah."

"A medicine person should have the consciousness of a medicine person."

Hearing what He Qing said, the girl's face turned even paler: "...I know."

He Qing pursed his lower lip.

In fact, he regretted those words as soon as he said them.

His original intention was obviously to let her eat well and take good care of herself...but when the words came to his mouth, he forced another sentence to come out.

But he was reckless by nature.

Even his father couldn't make him bow his head and compromise.

Some kind of strong pride made He Qing unwilling to bow his head.

He choked.

"You have to eat on time."

Pan Shu chuckled: "What, if you lose weight, you won't be able to sell it at a good price?"

He Qing was very angry at her mouth: "You, how could you think so?"

But she looked so alive.

If she truly becomes his medicine person, her beautiful fox eyes will lose all their brilliance and become numb and raw, until they completely turn into a lifeless "medicine person".

He Qing didn't want to.

He still likes Pan Shu like this.

He Qing felt confused and numb.

"Sit down." Pan Shu glanced at him coldly.

He Qing looked around and sat on the bed nearby, "Panshu, can you please stop getting angry with me?"

"Restraining Qi?" Pan Shu smiled softly, "You only think that I am releasing Qi?"

"Why not?"

He Qing really didn't understand why she was so angry.

Pan Shu stopped talking.

She took out a jar of ointment from the dressing case, sat down next to He Qing, gently held his hand, and quietly wiped away the blood on his fingertips, an itch rising from the tip of her heart.

She gently spread the snow-white ointment on his fingertips.

"Thankfully you are a doctor, you don't even know you are injured."

Her tone was coquettish.

He Qing's heart skipped a beat.

He just stared at her delicate profile in a daze, not knowing where to start.

Just a warm current surged into my heart.

He gave a soft "hmm".

Her fingertips were cold, and when she rubbed them gently, He Qing felt that his tailbone was itching.

Like a cat whose feet hurt after being stepped on.

——He Qing’s weakness was pinched.

His heart softened.

The novel feeling filled his heart again, and he once again felt the feeling of his heart coming to life.

He Qing subconsciously wanted to chase.

But scared.

Afraid that the end is some kind of sweet trap that will make him irrecoverable.

His intuition has always been terrifyingly accurate.

But He Qing looked at her half-curved soft red lips, and suddenly he didn't care about anything.

Pan Shu raised her eyes and chuckled, her voice full of temptation: "Do you want to kiss me?"

He Qing was silent.

She lifted his chin and blew gently on his lips.

His lips are beautiful.

He Qing watched her approach blankly.

Until there was a strange touch on his lips that didn't belong to him.

Soft and sweet, it feels like there are countless gorgeous fireworks blooming in your heart.

"He Qing, what I'm not happy about is that you treat me as a dispensable object." She backed away slightly and gently circled his heart with her fingertips, "I want to be with He Qing. Qing’s place… there is a place for me.”

She smiled coquettishly: "Are you too wishful thinking?"

He Qing's heart trembled heavily.

His voice was hoarse, "No medicine man dares to be like you."