Chapter 23 (2/2)

Wait?

There's nothing to wait for.

Gu Guan had no second answer except to cry with joy and promise.

Can Gu Guan have other answers?

That's absolutely impossible.

Who is he? Feng Qing, the eldest son of Feng family, the future successor, with extraordinary status and noble status.

It's not that his mother-in-law sells melons and boasts. He is as handsome as a relegated immortal, has excellent talent as a demon, has deep cultivation and is invincible at the same level.

This kind of peerless good man who can't be found with lanterns, even a stupid girl with natural dementia, won't refuse. Besides, Gu Guan was interested in him.

The expression on Feng Qing's face was cool, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were decorated with fine bright stars. The pallor caused by blood loss made him look a little weak, so people couldn't help taking care of him.

Take care of him?

Gu Guan slapped Feng Qing on the chest.

Care?

Today she will take good care of Feng Qing's big tree.

I thought Feng Qing was a gentleman. Unexpectedly, he was a hungry ghost with a human face and an animal heart. He was seriously injured and had only half his life left. He was still thinking about those who didn't.

Gu Guan cursed. Feng Qing heard it clearly. Later, he realized that Gu Guan opened his clothes just to see his injury and determine what kind of poison he was.

Feng Qing blushed like an apple, and his earlobes could bleed. After a while, he seriously apologized, and Gu Guancai reluctantly forgave him.

Gu Guan stared at Feng Qing's chest, raised his hand, and ninety-eight hundred and eighty-one silver needles went into Feng Qing's acupoints.

”What is this?” Gu Guan's pupils contracted and retreated abruptly.