Chapter 1423

Wen Yang pulled off his hood and nodded solemnly: "don't say, Jing Ke is really the founder of our business. I don't know if there is a picture of him to sell. I have to offer him."

Qian Hanling's beautiful eyes blinked gently, stretched his jade hand from the back row and pulled his hair. His eyes were curious: "eh? It's fun. Why is your hair white? Little white hair, is it dyed?"

Wen Yang moved his body and looked bored: "you're crazy. Do you want to take care of it?"

"Isn't it albinism?"

Wen Yang left his mouth and didn't answer.

Li Qing looked at him: "isn't your injury serious?"

"It's all right. It's all skin trauma." Wen Yang put his hand carelessly, and suddenly seemed to think of something, "brother, don't mention it to Qian pangzi."

"What? Are you afraid he'll laugh at you?"

Wen Yang ground his teeth: "if he dares to laugh, I'll kill him. I'm worried about losing my temper."

Li Qing raised a finger and shook it: "remember what I said today. Don't mess around again. If you dare to do it to Lao Qian again, I'll drive you away and won't let you come back in the future."

Wen Yang replied stiffly, "I see."

Qian Hanling retracted his small hand, leaned back on the seat, stared at the back of Wen Yang's head and asked, "Hey, is the man you just said Qian Liming?"

"Ah, yes." Wen Yang turned his head and looked at her. "Your surname is Qian, too? What does it have to do with the dead fat man?"

"It doesn't matter. Do you think I have something to do with him?" Qian hanlingxiang shrugged his shoulders and measured his fingers at Wen Yang. "If it does matter, you can treat him as a dog in my family, and you just know how to eat and don't look after the house..."

"Miss Qian, can I remind you again? You are a hostage now, do you understand?" Li Qing shouted angrily, and then said to Wen Yang, "don't listen to her nonsense. This girl and Lao Qian are cousins, and her father and Lao Qian's father are brothers."

Wen Yang glanced at Qian Hanling again. His eyes were full of disbelief: "the difference is really big. Just like Qian Pang's pig, will there be such a beautiful cousin? One of you two must have picked it up."

"I find you have a good eye." Qian Hanling nodded hurriedly. "I found this problem when I was very young."

Li Qing suddenly realized a problem. It seems that he made the two guys who hate Qian Liming succeed in meeting together.

Wen Yang raised his hand and scratched his head: "I remember when fat Qian met us, he was being chased and killed? He was miserable enough to hide abroad and dare not even go home."

"Yes." Qian Hanling nodded his head again. "I sent the killer. It's a pity that he didn't kill him. The dead fat man's life is really hard."

"You two are enough. Please calm down." Li Qing frowned and reminded, "don't talk about this topic again."

Qian Hanling stared at the back of his head and polished his silver teeth. Immediately, the corners of his lips rippled with a shallow smile: "children, let's talk about your little white hair. What's going on?"

Wen Yang shrunk his neck and turned his head: "there's nothing to talk about."

Qian Hanling seemed to have something happy tonight. She was very active and chattered like a little magpie jumping on the branches. Li Qing can't tell whether she is like this on weekdays or is particularly noisy tonight.

"What on earth is thinking in this woman's cerebellum pocket?" he thought, but he was a little puzzled.

According to reason, Li Qing did not think that money would be obedient from the very beginning, but from the current situation, she seemed quite obedient except for occasional mischief.

Back to Lushui villa, Wen Yang wanted to go back and deal with the injury on his face, so he left first.

"Please." Li Qing opened the door and helped Qian Hanling into the living room.

"It's a big place." Qian Hanling opened her arms and looked up at the chandelier on the roof. "Where's the dead fat man? I'm standing on his territory now and don't come out to meet him?"

"Lao Qian is probably busy. You won't see him tonight." Li Qing leaned gently against the door and looked at her slim back with a smile. "You don't even know what I caught you. Why don't you seem to worry at all?"

Qian Hanling twisted his body and tilted his little head: "Li Qing, won't you hurt me?"

Li Qing spread his hands: "I can't guarantee that."

"Ha ha, I guess you dare not." Qian Hanling smiled and limped forward, "where's Cheng Xin? Where is she?"

"Here." Li Qing stretched out her finger and pointed to the guest room on the first floor, "she's badly hurt and is resting. You'd better not disturb..."

Before he finished, Qian Hanling pushed the door open with a bang: "Dang Dang! Are you surprised to see me?"

Cheng Xin on the hospital bed didn't seem surprised. He sneered, "Li Qing has the ability to catch your little girl film."

Qian Hanling moved to the bedside, opened the quilt and looked at it: "tut Tut, so many injuries are quite miserable."

"I think it's OK. If you plan to gloat, you'll be disappointed..."

Li Qing was really afraid that Qian Hanling would do something amazing and hurt Cheng Xin. He hurried over to grab her collar and took her aside: "be honest with me."

"Li Qing, don't expect her to be honest." Cheng Xin narrowed her eyes slightly. "If you don't plan to lock her up, just break her hamstring."

"How are you?" Li Qing looked at her and asked, "does the wound still hurt? Did you take medicine?"

Cheng Xin said, "don't be hypocritical. I don't need you."

"I'll come down to see you later." Li Qing said, closed the door again, picked up Qian Hanling and walked upstairs.

Qian Hanling blinked her beautiful eyes and shouted, "I think it's good downstairs. There's a living room and you can watch cartoons. You let me live downstairs."

"How old are you still watching cartoons? Don't think I don't know who you're running for..." Li Qing gently tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You happen to have a wound on your foot. Just stay on the second floor. Live next door to me. If you dare to make trouble, I can't spare you."

Qian Hanling asked with a smile, "how are you going to spare me?"

"Er..." Li Qing's eyes rolled, "took off his clothes and spanked."

"It's really obscene." Qian Hanling pursed her lips. "I wonder why you just look at me instead of Cheng Xin. Although she was hurt, she is more dangerous."

"Cheng Xin is here to recuperate." Li Qing said indifferently. "When she wants to go, I won't stop her, but you are different. I want to use you to deal with Zhao Zhen. Of course, I pay more attention."

"Cheng Xin has very important information. If you pry open her mouth, you can know almost half of Demeter. Unexpectedly, you only remember Zhao Zhen. You really lost watermelon and picked sesame seeds."

"She's so tight lipped, how can she pry it open? I don't expect it at all..." Li Qing was suddenly stunned. She immediately put Qian Hanling down at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, raised her hand and poked her smooth forehead, "are you trying to set my words?"

"Cheng Xin didn't say anything..." Qian Hanling raised her pretty face, and her beautiful eyes showed the cunning of a cat. "Then what I mean to you is not just a hostage? Li Qing, do you want to know about Demeter? I know a lot..."

Li Qing looked at her: "then how can you speak?"

Qian Hanling puffed up his powder cheeks and suddenly stopped his mouth when he wanted to speak. She stretched out her hand and pulled the hair tied behind her head. She shouted angrily, "I'm going to take a bath. It's too much. I smell like sea..."

"Is the bathroom over there?" she limped towards the bathroom, looking familiar.

After her reminder, Li Qingcai reflected that his clothes soaked in the sea were still stuck to him, and he felt a little uncomfortable at the moment.

He looked at Qian Hanling's slim figure disappearing at the bathroom door and shouted, "I'll go downstairs to take a bath, too. If you have something, you'll call me out."

"How troublesome it is to go downstairs." Qian Hanling's vague voice came from behind the door. "Why don't we wash together? Let me see what you look like naked."

Li Qing's eyelids jumped violently, and immediately turned around and went downstairs.

He went into the bathroom on the first floor, took a comfortable hot bath, came out wrapped in a bathrobe, knocked on the door of the guest room, and immediately pushed the door in.

Cheng Xin stared at him: "get out, I want to rest."

Li Qing went to the bed, reached out and opened the quilt on the woman, and then went to untie her clothes.

Cheng Xinjiao suddenly trembled and looked flustered: "what are you going to do?"

"Nonsense, let me see your wound."

"It's none of your business."

Li Qing replied lightly, "since you live here, I have to do my duty as the host. It would be a great sin if a beautiful woman delayed her illness here."

He untied his pajamas, put his hand on Cheng xinpingtan's lower abdomen, and pressed his fingers around the wound.

"Your constitution... I can't believe it." Li Qingshu sighed. "This recovery speed is amazing. Is it a congenital constitution or what medicine you took?"

Cheng Xin didn't say a word.

"In fact, our physique is similar, so we should be regarded as passers-by." Li Qing smiled, "but I have heard a saying before that cells will not proliferate indefinitely, so for people with strong rehabilitation ability, it may be short-lived. Have you encountered such things around you?"

Cheng Xin said coldly, "then you'll know if you cut me a few more knives and try?"

"Hehe, I really can't do it." Li Qing said casually. Her fingers moved slowly in her abdomen and carefully examined the stitched wound, "otherwise you wouldn't live to this day."

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