Mo Jue's house.

In the bright living room, Mo Jue, Ning Jiwei and Gu Chenyi sat on both sides of the sofa, opposite Jiang ruting.

She has just changed her medicine. The bandage on her body has been almost removed. Only a few places are still pasted with gauze. Those scars look a little scary, but she doesn't seem to care at all.

None of them spoke for a moment. Jiang ruting looked at the three people in front of him and hung his head again.

Qiao Qiao made several trips back and forth between the kitchen and the living room. After preparing tea for the four, he skillfully stood behind Mo Jue.

She subconsciously did so, as if her position should be there. As soon as Mo Jue turned around, he could see her.

Mo Jue did turn his head and look at her.

Qiao Qiao confusedly met his eyes without opening his mouth, but the meaning of looking at his eyes was very clear. He was asking: "brother Mo, what else?"

She glanced at the tea table. There were four teacups in a teapot. The number was right. She didn't forget Jiang ruting, and tea was also Mo Jue's favorite

Looking at her eyes, Mo Jue knew that she must think she didn't know where to go. He didn't give her any more time to think, patted the position beside her and said, "sit, what are you doing standing?"

Qiao Qiao was slightly stunned. She blinked and looked at Mo Jue for two seconds. Then she gave a sound and sat down on the sofa.

But he still kept a certain distance from Mo Jue.

Ning Jiwei looked at Jiang ruting on the other side. He had only seen Jiang Rumo and had not seen her. Now, looking at the past, they looked very similar, but her temperament was obviously different from that of her sister.

According to the appearance of Jiang ruting described by Gu Chenyi and Mo Jue to him, Jiang ruting today is much calmer than she was before yesterday.

Ning Jiwei is not surprised at this. Judging from the telephone content of film monitoring, she has obviously made a choice and made up her mind.

He didn't say anything. He just kept staring at Jiang ruting.

Gu Chenyi on one side was not interested in looking at Jiang ruting. He frowned and looked at the paper in his hand. It was all she knew that Jiang ruting wrote down yesterday. It was also her confession book.

According to Mo Jue's instructions, it wrote her sister Jiang Rumo and eukins. Yan's various things, just

"Gee, what you wrote..."

Gu Chenyi flicked the paper with one hand, looked at Jiang ruting, turned his head to Ning Ji and Mo Jue: "does she think I'm stupid or you two are stupid?"

"I guess it's when we all have low IQ." Mo Jue shrugged. He had seen the contents on the paper before. His first reaction was the same as Gu Chenyi. This woman regarded them as three-year-old children

No, when Jane Yi was three years old, she wouldn't believe what she wrote.

Gu Chenyi looked at Jiang ruting with a sneer, raised his hand and threw the paper on the tea table. He leaned back and said, "Jiang ruting, if you want to play like this, I can't give JOJO this face."

Jiang ruting was slightly stunned. He looked down at the teacup in front of him and whispered, "I... Don't understand what you're talking about. I wrote everything I know according to your instructions."

"Oh, really?" Gu Chenyi pulled at the corners of her mouth and nodded. "If you insist on saying so, we really have nothing to talk about."

Jiang ruting still lowered his head and remained silent, but he was planning his next step quickly in his heart.

The living room fell into a brief silence. Mo Jue glanced at Jiang ruting and turned his eyes slightly.

He was about to say something. Yu Guang glanced aside and stopped his voice.

"Cough." Mo Jue paused and turned to cry, "Qiao Qiao."

"What's the matter, brother Mo?" Qiao Qiao, who was lowering his head, immediately looked up at him.

"It's all right. I'm just a little hungry. I want to eat something. Can you bring me a cake?" Mo Jue said. "Pick one. Don't be too sweet."

"Oh, good." Qiaoqiao frowned slightly, some doubt, brother Mo didn't have enough breakfast?

But she didn't ask. After answering, she got up obediently and walked towards the kitchen.

After watching Qiao Qiao's figure enter the kitchen, Mo Jue looked at Ning Jiwei and said, "isn't Qi Er coming? He has plenty of medicine."

"Yes, there are no other things. Poison is absolutely enough, and there are many different kinds." Gu Chenyi couldn't answer the voice of his brain. Before the voice fell, he immediately reacted and looked at Mo Jue, "do you want..."

Mo Jue grinned and said with a low smile: "it's said that he happens to be short of experimental subjects. As a reward for treating Dou Dou, we'll give him some experimental subjects. I think he should be happy to accept them."

His voice was lazy and could not be heard as threatening, but his words were cold-blooded and made people tremble.

Mo Jue's words recalled the memory of the day when Jiang ruting first arrived in Xiangcheng.

The scenes flashed before her eyes were frantic and painful, and his hoarse roar was all in her ears. Suddenly, the whole person shrank back and shivered with fear.

Ning Jiwei glanced obliquely at Mo Jue without asking if he could.

Instead, Gu Chenyi looked at him in surprise, slowly stretched out his hand and gave him a thumbs up and said, "OK, brother, haven't you been so cruel for a few days?"

"Cut." Mo Jue glanced at him with disdain in his eyes.

He was about to say something. His eyes fell on Qiao Qiao who came out of the kitchen. He immediately shut his mouth and leaned back on the back of the sofa.

He has always been a cruel man, whether to others or to himself, but he was a little bored after the war, and his means converged a little in the past two years.

The reason why he put forward this idea is that he is really a little upset.

These things have been dragging on and making no progress. The other party is like a hamster, hitting and drilling out of another hole.

There are as like as two peas in the crowd, who are not capable of running as Jiang Ruting, the woman with the same face as talina. Though these people are not able to get a good climate, they need to take some care.

Ning Jiwei looked at him, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder without saying more.

He knew that Mo Jue was upset, and he had planned to tell him about the "talilina", but now Jiang ruting is here, which is inconvenient.

"Brother mo." Qiao Qiao came up to him and handed the cake to Mo Jue. "The fruit I brought you should not be sweet. Try it."

"Well, OK, thank you." Mo Jue took the cake, but just took a sip and put it down.

He was just a clever excuse to spend money. At present, he has no clue about all kinds of things. He has no appetite.