Mr. Mo, Be Good And Marry Me

The matter has been fermenting on Weibo for more than two hours, and the program team has not come out to clarify it. This is obviously trying to use Gu Li to stir up the heat.

Shameless!

Murong Qian scolded angrily, rolled her eyes, and simply registered an account and edited a Weibo.

【Miss

Mumu: I came to participate in "The Beautiful Female Star" and confiscates a dime for the notice fee. The so-called heavy recruitment is completely nonsense. Also, a sweet pear is my sister, whoever scolds her is my enemy! 】

After posting this Weibo, Murong Qian hooked her lips in satisfaction, thinking, I can help Xiao Lizi now, right?

She is looking forward to her Weibo becoming a hot search soon.

However, I never imagined that half an hour later, let alone forwarding comments, there was no reading volume.

what happened?

Is she angry?

impossible? !

Murong Qian began to doubt life.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and looking through the cat's eyes, it was Lu Cong again.

Before the change, she definitely wouldn't let him in, but now it's not what it used to be, as a foreigner, she has something to ask him.

Lu Cong put his hand in the air. He had planned to continue knocking on the door, but just as he was about to knock, the door creaked open from the inside.

"Hi."

He retracted his hand unexpectedly and greeted with a smile.

Murong Qian glanced at him angrily, and said, "Come in."

Lu Cong was a little flattered, "If you let me in so easily, there won't be any ambush inside, right?"

"Ah."

Murong Qian sneered, "Young Master Lu is so afraid of death, please come back."

When the words fell, he closed the door without hesitation.

Seeing this, Lu Cong quickly reached out to block it, but his fingers were mercilessly pinched by the door panel.

"what--"

He cried out in pain, frowning.

Murong Qian did not expect that he would reach out to block the door, so frightened, he immediately opened the door, and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"Something happened!"

Someone answered rightly.

Murong Qian: "..."

The two stared at each other, and finally, Murong Qian gave in, "Then come in and get some medicine."

When the words fell, regardless of whether he answered or not, he turned around and walked in.

Lu Cong pressed his injured finger and followed step by step.

The door closed automatically, and Murong Qian took the medicine box and put it on the coffee table, "The medicine is inside, clean it yourself."

Lu Cong shook his swollen right hand, "How can I do this myself?"

Murong Qian: "..."

"Forget it, I'll come."

Knowing that this fellow was pretending, she still couldn't turn a blind eye. After all, she caused his injury.

Looking at Lu Cong's hand carefully, she realized that the injury was really serious. There were even open wounds in two places, which were quite deep.

Fortunately, no bones were injured.

Murong Qian had studied medicine before, so he simply gave him anesthesia and stitched a few stitches on the wound.

Lu Cong was surprised, "You, a singer, actually know medical skills?"

Murong Qian gave him a complicated look, her red lips pursed, she wanted to say something, but in the end she chose to remain silent.

He taught medicine, but he didn't remember it at all...

In the past few days with him, she can basically be sure that he has lost a certain part of his memory, and this memory includes the acquaintance and love with her.

At first I thought he was pretending, but later found out that it wasn't.

In fact, that's fine, at least she doesn't have to worry, he will grab the child with her...

"Why didn't you speak?"

Lu Cong's low voice interrupted Murong Qian's thoughts. Her eyes flashed, and she suddenly curled her lips into a charming smile, "It's just a bandaging technique, is it difficult?"