After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 288
"Idiot, you can't stop the bleeding if you raise your head up. On the contrary, it will make the blood flow into your stomach." Rong Qingqing pressed her fingers on both sides of his nose, and her other hand went around the back of his neck, patting him lightly. clap.

Xie Jingrun was startled, and looked up at her.

After working for a while, Rong Qingqing saw that his nose was not bleeding much, so she squatted down in front of him with some anxiety, grabbed his two middle fingers, demonstrated it, and explained: "Cross hook and pull hard. "This is the method she saw from the Internet before, but in fact, she doesn't know if it is useful.

Xie Jingrun froze, looking at the girl's serious look, he had some doubts, was she trying to trick her on purpose?
I thought so in my heart, but my hand subconsciously followed what she said.

"You can't let go, wait until I say yes." Rong Qingqing said with a serious face, but she held back a smile in her heart, Xie Jingrun is so stupid!

Xie Jingrun glanced at her, and deliberately let go of his fingers.

Seeing this, Rong Qingqing quickly grabbed his finger, "I told you not to let go."

Seeing her white and delicate fingers holding his hand, the corners of Xie Jingrun's mouth curled up vaguely.

When she looked over, he immediately leaned against the tree pole, looking weak, "I lost a lot of blood, and I have no energy."

Rong Qingqing froze, she was about to let go, but upon hearing this, she had no choice but to continue to hold his hand so that he would not let go again.

Well, she was the one who caused his nosebleed.

However, it doesn't mean that there is too much blood loss, right?
She took a look at his expression.

Seeing that his complexion was fine, he glanced at him and muttered, "What kind of blood loss is this?"

Xie Jingrun sneered, "Try to have your nose hurt. How does it feel? My nose may have been broken by you."

Hearing this, Rong Qingqing felt guilty for a while, but said on the face: "Who told you to be a hooligan?"

If he doesn't say kiss...

She was taken aback, no, did this guy actually say her name Qingqing just now?

Thinking of this, she was a little embarrassed.

It seemed she had misunderstood him.

Xie Jingrun narrowed his eyes, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Rong Qingqing quickly denied, "You're not bleeding anymore, it's all right." Saying that, she let go of his hand.

But just as she was about to get up, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Before she could react, she was pulled by him and fell into his arms.

The clear fragrance of the man's body rushed into her nostrils, and she couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

"Qingqing." The man called out her boudoir name in a low voice.

"What?" Rong Qingqing blinked and looked at him blankly, but her heart was beating uncontrollably and beating extremely fast.

Xie Jingrun looked at her cute look, and the corner of her mouth suddenly curved into a charming arc.

Rong Qingqing was stunned.

Xie Jingrun's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but because of scruples, he swallowed the words again.

In the end, he just raised his hand and rubbed her head, "It's nothing."

"Ah? Oh." Rong Qingqing originally thought he had something to say, and wanted to tell herself, but subconsciously held her breath. Hearing what he said at this moment, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and even she knew I can't understand the loss.

"Well, the emperor said that if the prey is less than them, they will be punished. We haven't caught a single prey so far, so let's go hunting quickly." Thinking of what Emperor Zhaojing said, Rong Qingqing became anxious and struggled Trying to get up from his arms.

Xie Jingrun glanced down at her, and finally let go.

As soon as Rong Qingqing was free, she ran away.

Xie Jingrun didn't get up in a hurry, he leaned on the tree pole, looked at the girl walking away, and suddenly felt a little lost and lonely.

After a while, he slowly got up, folded the blood-stained handkerchief solemnly, put it in his bosom, and put it close to his body.

(End of this chapter)