Male God Please Lie Down

Ji Qingming was washed quickly and came out wearing a skirt.

"Your hair is not washed?"

Ji Qing frowned.

"I'm so sleepy, my brother will wash my hair tomorrow."

Ji Qingming dozed off and flew onto the bed.

"You!"

Ji Qing was helpless for a while, and helped Ji Qingming lift the quilt up.

"I am leaving!"

Ji Qing said, and found that she didn't pay attention to herself.

Then went out quietly.

Ji Qingming slept very sweetly, occasionally turning over and murmured softly in his mouth, "Thank you, big brother!"

At this moment, the light on her forehead also flashed for an instant.

On the second day, Ji Qingming was awakened by a loud noise.

When she opened her eyes, she suddenly found some people standing in front of her bed.

There was also a strangely dressed robe, standing in a strange shape.

"What the **** are you doing?"

Wu Yue and Ji Qingze sheltered in front of the bed, preventing Fan Jiawen and the others from approaching.

"Oh, hey sister, I'm doing this for the sake of Qingming. She is obviously wicked in this way. Ask the master to pour a pot of dog blood on her and drink a bowl of talisman tea. She will be all right!"

What Fan Jiawen said was a bitter heart, and with her current look, in short, she was the best in the world.

"Who knows where you found the weird person, who wanted to kill my Qingming, I won't let you come close."

Wu Yue was naturally unwilling. Although she was wearing a Taoist gown, the look on her face seemed very wretched, and she knew she was not a serious person at first glance.

"Haha... Sister, what are you talking about? If Qingming becomes crazy, how should I live this day?"

Fan Jiawen felt amused for a while. Deep down in her heart, she must be thinking of killing Ji Qingming.

Seeing the three of them, mother and son, she would feel an eyesore, and hoped that they would leave soon.

"And this Qingming is also the person I watched growing up. How can I let her get sick? It's really..."

Fan Jiawen's face is very ugly.

"You pulled them both for me."

Fan Jiawen brought people up, and she gave an order, and soon someone surrounded Wu Yue and Ji Qingze.

"You let me go!"

Wu Yue yelled loudly.

Ji Qing also twisted his body to keep people away.

However, the two of them... one is a teenager, the other is a middle-aged woman, where are these suppressed opponents.

In the end, I could only watch Fan Jiawen and the others approach Ji Qingming.

A security guard walking in front, holding an electric stick, walked towards Ji Qingming step by step.

Ji Qingming got up from the bed, in fact there was still some panic in his heart, especially...now so many people are dealing with her.

However, what Ji Qingming was thinking about was that she already had the power, and she didn't need to be suffocated.

So Ji Qingming jumped up and kicked the security guard.

The security guard was kicked far away.

Ji Qingming fell heavily on the bed.

Fan Jiawen frowned. He didn't expect that this dead girl was still quite powerful, and had already called so many people to deal with her.

Will not work.

It doesn't work!

Fan Jiawen's expression has become very ugly.

Ji Qingming fell on the bed and accidentally pressed her leg, a little painful.