Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Rong Huang...Rong Huang rolled his eyes and decided to keep this account in a small book.

In the future, let him kneel on durian kneeling keyboard and instant noodles.

Kneel all things that can kneel again.

Rong Huang shrank his neck, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more gloomy, "If you don't let me go, how can I take medicine for you."

The man froze, hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand, and warned at the same time, "I advise you to stay calm and don't think about moving the rescuer."

Rong Huang lowered his mouth, ignored him, squeezed his neck, which was a little sore, and couldn't get off the anger in his chest.

Rong Huang chuckled, and quickly turned around before the man could react, grabbed the man by the collar, and pushed him against the door with a little effort.

The wound shook, and the man frowned and snorted.

Rong Huang didn't care about that much, the most important thing right now was revenge.

Rong Huang squeezed the man's chin with an expression of arrogance, "Be safe? My son advises you to be safe."

With the faint moonlight outside the house, Rong Huang saw the handsome face of the man, as well as the cold, implied expression of anger.

Rong Huang's eyes rolled, and the fist that was almost outstretched stopped. "For your good looks, why don't you stay and be my boss?"

"Don't worry, as long as you take care of me, you can speak the most useful words at home besides me."

"How is it?" Rong Huang raised his chin, "Is there any heartbeat?"

Mo Tang: "..."

Forcibly suppressing the blood in his chest, Mo Tang took a deep breath, "I am a man, a man and a man..."

Rong Huang sighed and interrupted him, "So what? Haven't you read the book "Master Wang and His Little Jiao Fu"?"

"Even though they are all men, how sincere their love is, and how heartbroken!"

Rong Huang's white and soft fingers hooked Mo Tang's chin, his movements were extremely gentle, "How about? Think about it, followed me?"

Mo Tang: "..."

Rong Huang didn't care if he said nothing, and continued to babble, "You see how embarrassed you are with this injury. If you follow me, you will be delicious and spicy in the future, and you won't be able to eat a bit of bitterness." ."

"But I said in advance, I don't want to do the one below."

Seeing Rong Huang speak more and more ridiculously, Mo Tang's brows jumped, and he finally couldn't bear it.

"Shut up!" Mo Tang took a heavy breath to relieve his anger. "My wound has cracked open and needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

Rong Huang blinked, the wound... almost forgot that this man was still an injury.

"You said it earlier. I told you earlier that I would just give you the wound medicine." Rong Huang let go of Mo Tang and lit the candle with a flick of his finger. "Wait, I'll find it for you."

Mo Tang didn't want to speak, so he glanced at the candle lighted out of thin air, and his eyes became more and more unpredictable under the light of the candle.

Rong Huang fiddled around in his luggage, and finally found out a bottle of wound medicine and gauze, threw it to Mo Tang, pointed to the corner, "Go over there."

Mo Tang checked and determined that the small white porcelain bottle was medicine, so he clutched the wound in his waist and abdomen and went to the corner to treat the wound.

As soon as he took off his shirt, Rong Huang's fluttering voice sounded behind him, "There is water over there, so I can clean the wound."

Mo Tang turned his head and saw Rong Huang staring straight at him, gritting his teeth secretly, Quandang didn't see it.

When he returned to the imperial capital, even if he rummaged through the entire imperial dynasty, he had to find out the territory of this kid.