Merian City smiled lightly, and he was still unconscious about someone's small hand still in his hand. He was too lazy to remind her, but instead played with himself.

However, when her hand touched a tiny scar on the back of her hand that was about to fade, she stopped her eyes and said, "Where did this come from?"

"Just make that big ..." Qu Taner just wanted to say, but when he reached the lips, he realized that something was wrong, especially he was holding her hand, and the one he studied was the one that had annoyed her half-dead. Faded scars. A hard, wanting to pull back his hand, and by the way back to him: "What matters to you."

"My King is asking you." Morian City gave a little effort to prevent her from having a chance to withdraw her hand.

"My hand is mine. I want to answer, I don't want to answer, I don't answer." Go to him, when he is the boss, she doesn't even bother him.

"Here is the palace of the eight kings of the king. All people belong to the king, even you, one, and the same."

"I accidentally cut it." Qu Tan'er put aside his mouth, and even if he was dissatisfied, he still put down the words, but this answer was just to give him an excuse.

What kind-hearted man does this man care about the injury on her hand?

Conspiracy, she smelled too thick. Wouldn't he want to give her a good man?

"Do you want that bed?" Merlian asked lightly. She didn't ask her to answer, but just asked her another thing, but he was sure, he would definitely answer his question.

A bed that he has been sleeping for more than 20 years, and he ca n’t sleep under any circumstances, but some people think it is a treasure. It seems that he should re-evaluate the value of that bed?

Qu Tan'er glared, but he didn't want to be angry. As a result, in the end, the anger was revealed to his small face.

He, he, he ...

This man, the meaning of threat was clear enough, she ... recognized.

"I really cut it accidentally."

As a result, in the end, Qu Tan'er was still the same, and he changed his face seriously, making people doubtful.

"Oh?" Morien frowned, not saying yes, but he didn't believe it. When he asked for the first time, her first reaction was so resentful, he knew that this minor injury must not have been caused by herself.

"It's okay to tell you. The injury is that my elder sister was very dissatisfied to see me one day, and then, slap to slap on my face, but I accidentally blocked this hand with a reflex action, and "This injury will come out." She didn't want to mention it again eight hundred years ago, and when she mentioned it, her anger rose again. At that time, her eldest sister, Qu Pan'er, wanted to destroy her appearance, and she could even do things like hiding a weapon between her fingers. If it wasn't for her life, she would block it with her hands, otherwise ...

"Oh, is that it?"

"Love it or not, okay, it's okay, you can give me your hand back." Sadly, it was as if her hand was a piece of something, someone borrowed it, and then asked the other person to return.

Mo Liancheng didn't say anything, and gently let go of her hand, but there was an intriguing thought in her eyes.

"If it's okay, can I get back to the hospital?" Qu Taner pulled her lips, but she couldn't help but bow her head in the eaves of other people.

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