The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

The City God quickly told Chu Haoyi about Mu Qianxi's poisonous attack.

The Eleventh Hall didn't say anything, and went straight into the room with Mu Qianxi in his arms. Despite her aggrieved resistance, he broke open her hand that was clinging to him and placed her on the seat. On the way here, he had already used his spiritual power to dry all her hair and clothes.

Her fair little face was already flushed red because of the heat all over her body. Looking at the tall, slender, cold and indifferent young man in front of her, her misty eyes were full of grievances.

"It's hot... I need a hug."

Under the influence of the poison, she was already unconscious. Not content with sitting obediently, she leaned forward and just wanted to touch the person in front of her again. However, his whole body was weak and he had no strength at all. He moved his body and fell straight forward.

Hall Eleven was startled in his eyes, and he quickly supported her with quick eyes and hands. She hugged his waist again like a dying person in the desert who found an oasis.

She sat on the chair, relying on Shi Yidian who was standing in front of the chair, her head pressed tightly against his waist and abdomen. The cold and reassuring feeling made her calm again, and she murmured: "It feels much more comfortable." .”

"..." After finally getting rid of it, he was entangled again, and the veins on Eleventh Hall's forehead jumped. She was comfortable, but he was irritable. He glanced sideways at the two people eating melon beside him, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone, "Let's think of a way!"

Chu Haoyi looked at the two people's intimate actions, as if she smelled some gossip, and clicked her tongue a few times: "Last time you took away the special scar-removing medicine that I worked so hard to develop, it couldn't have been for this girl, right? "

Hall 11 paused for a moment: "..., now is the time to talk about this, think of a way quickly."

Unexpectedly, Chu Haoyi just said: "I can cure diseases, but I can't remove the poison. She has been poisoned and needs to find a poison master."

Hall 11: "Then you can't find a way to alleviate the symptoms?"

You can't let her hold you like this forever.

Chu Haoyi: "Isn't it relieving now?"

The City God couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Indeed."

The Eleventh Hall seemed to have reached its limit of endurance. A ball of dark fire rose from the palm of his hand, and he looked at the two people who were watching the fun and did not think it was a big deal: "Other than that."

"There is a cold pool in the back mountain. If you take a dip in it, you will wake up naturally after getting cold. However, if the cold air enters the body, I don't know if this girl can survive it. Other than that, there is no other way."

She used to get a fever when sleeping with her long hair wet. If she were soaked in a cold pool, she would definitely get sick again. Thinking of this, he frowned.

The City God quickly made a worried look and took the opportunity to add fuel to the flames: "No, no, it's not good for girls to soak in the cold pool! This love-killing poison will become more and more uncomfortable every time it attacks. Your Highness, you'd better feel aggrieved. , let her hold it."

His eyes were extremely sharp, as if he was going to delay the City God. The person who caused them to be poisoned, now you have the nerve to make him feel wronged?

The City God was panicked by the sight. It seemed unintentional, but he added on purpose: "I just saw it, the mark on this girl's palm is bright red! This Gu, the more attracted to the other person, the darker the color. I remember just now. The mark on this girl's hand was still pink when she was poisoned, but why has it become so much darker after more than a month?"

Bet that the hard-hearted Eleventh Palace will be soft-hearted.

Sure enough, he was stunned for a moment, looking at the uncomfortable person in his arms, pursed his thin lips tightly, and said nothing.

The two of them were driven to another room by Chu Haoyi. On the couch, Mu Qianxi was still clinging to him. Eleventh Hall, who was sitting quietly and looking at the person in his arms, felt hopeless and just hoped that Gu Du would pass away quickly.

He never wanted to see this lunatic in another world again. He felt like he would be taken advantage of by her every time he came. Last time I was forced to hug my thigh twice, and this time I was hugged tightly by her.

"Leng Che, why has the fragrance on your body changed?" she asked in a daze.

Yes, in order to prevent her from recognizing him, he deliberately used different incense to cover up his original scent. His voice was also deliberately lowered than Leng Che's, making him less youthful.

"Mu Qianxi, do you know who I am?" He didn't want to be regarded as "another person" by her, although this "other person" was also himself.

"Why do you always ask me this question! I can feel that you are Leng Che!" Under the influence of the poison, she was completely confused and couldn't see clearly who the person in front of her was. She only knew that she was holding this person. People can calm her restless heart, just like when she hugs Leng Che.

"..." When a person is confused, he has a bad temper. He spoke again, "How does it feel? Isn't it that the smell is different?"

"I feel it with my heart." Her voice was soft, much sweeter than usual, "I feel safe holding you."

Her delicate and sweet voice came from her chest, like the summer wind, blowing straight into his frozen heart and melting into a small piece.

He was stunned for a moment and his eyes flickered. Suddenly, she remembered the scene of her being hugged by Situ Yin in Fengyue Tower's Bliss Space. Her throat moved, and she asked with a twist: "What about Situ Yin? Didn't he hug you too?"

After asking him, he felt a little annoyed. He didn't know why he cared about Situ Yin hugging her for no reason. What was there to care about.

"It's different. I don't like being held by him." He seemed to be mentioning something he didn't want to remember, with a little grievance in his voice, "I only like Leng Che."

Hearing her answer, I felt much better.

"So, where is the Eleventh Hall?" After asking this question, his usually deep and commanding cold eyes trembled unconfidently.

The girl in his arms seemed dissatisfied with him asking so many questions. She mumbled a few times before shaking her head: "I'm afraid of him. I only like Leng Che."

Ha, sure enough. She only likes Leng Che, maybe, as Situ Yin said, she just likes Leng Che's face.

His eyes that had softened a moment ago suddenly turned cold. He really wanted to strangle this heartless person to death. He had saved her so many times in exchange for such a heartless word. He really wanted to lift her up and let her have a good look. The person she was holding now was the Eleventh Hall she was most afraid of!

Another burst of heat hit Mu Qianxi's body, and she twisted unbearably in his arms. Just hugging him couldn't eliminate the burning fire in her body, so she gradually became dissatisfied with hugging him and began to touch him uncontrollably.

This confused and infatuated move directly hit the muzzle of the gun. His eyes darkened, and he immediately grabbed the little hand that was reaching into his clothes and pushed her away. He was already angry and completely exploded, warning in a cold and calm voice: "If you move again, believe it or not, I will really throw you into the cold pool in the back mountain!"

Aren't you afraid of him? Still touching! He is right! Never let her get close again! Eleventh Hall thought.

After being so harshly treated by him, she raised her face to look at him, her palm-sized face flushed with an unusual blush, her watery eyes flushed with grievance, and her mouth was flat as if she was about to cry.

"Leng Che, why are you so cruel to me!" she asked with a trembling voice. The usually cool and domineering little bully now looks like a squeamish person.

Facing her red eye circles and watery eyes, he felt as if something was blocked in his throat. No matter how serious the words were, he couldn't speak. His heart seemed to be caught by a big net, tightening it tighter and tighter. The anger that had just arisen was instantly released, and he began to regret why he was angry with someone who was not sober.

"I'm sorry." He released his grip on her and apologized to her in a gentle voice.

"Don't throw me into the water, okay? I, I can't breathe." Her voice was choked, and she looked at him cautiously, mist rising in her watery eyes, and her long and thick eyelashes gradually became moist.

He recalled the last time she drowned in the Secret Realm of the Divine Weapon, and immediately realized that what he just said really scared her.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." He apologized to her in a panic, and the sharp edge in his deep eyes completely disappeared. I didn't know what to do, so I could only look at her angrily, "I don't know how to go into the water. Can you please stop crying?"

When he was at a loss, she jumped straight into his arms. He didn't dare push her away anymore and let her bury her head in his chest, feeling extremely aggrieved and curling up like a kitten.