Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

"I was really deceived by you! I'm going to be exhausted these days, and you're still pretending to be dead here!"

"Li Moying, I warn you! If you still look like this ghost tomorrow, then I will go on strike!"

"Did you hear me??"

Huang Yueli was tired for several days, her back was sore, and she suddenly became irritable!

After she finished speaking, the room fell silent again.

For a while, Huang Yueli was not used to this kind of silence...

An environment that is too quiet will only make her feel even more how lonely she is at this moment.

However, her loneliness is not only because of the quietness at this time, but also because of the man beside her.

I don't know when it started, as long as she left him, her heart seemed to be lost, she felt empty, and she couldn't get any energy to do anything.

"cough……"

In the room that was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop, there was a slight noise suddenly.

With a flick of her finger, Huang Yueli brushed across Li Moying's cheek.

She widened her eyes and looked at Li Moying's face.

However, to her disappointment, even though she had stared her eyes wide open, Li Moying was still the same as before, with her eyes tightly closed, looking pure and innocent, as if she had fallen asleep peacefully Same.

Huang Yueli sighed slightly, "What the hell was I thinking? How could he wake up so easily... It seems that I'm really going to go on strike tomorrow!"

While muttering, Huang Yueli reached out to Li Moying's chest, trying to help him cover the quilt.

What she said about the strike was true.

However, it doesn't mean that Li Moying should be left alone.

Now through the exercises, she has almost cleaned up the evil energy in Li Moying's body. If Li Moying does not wake up tomorrow, it can only mean that relying on the exercises left by the evil shadow saint alone cannot completely cure him , but also to think of other ways to assist treatment.

This would have to be treated by a decent physician, and she couldn't help much.

However, the moment Huang Yueli's fingers touched Li Moying, she suddenly felt her warm body tremble.

The movement of her hand paused, but her intuition was an illusion.

Just when she was about to get up and leave, a voice suddenly sounded.

"No...not allowed... strike... strike..."

The voice was soft, hoarse, and incoherent.

However, that deep and magnetic voice was still so familiar to Huang Yueli, so familiar that when she heard this voice, she suddenly turned around.

She ran back to Li Moying's bed in one stride, and got on top of him.

"Mo Ying, Mo Ying, you really spoke just now, didn't you? Are you awake?"

The man on the bed still didn't move.

But this time, Huang Yueli didn't look away, she still stared at his handsome and pale face for a moment, even stopped breathing for several breaths, waiting patiently.

Amidst Huang Yueli's pounding heartbeat, Li Moying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

When the familiar pitch-black pupils appeared in front of her eyes, Huang Yueli couldn't help covering her mouth, her whole body began to tremble with excitement.

Li Moying had been lying down for too long, and seemed to be very unaccustomed to the outside light. Even though there were only a few dim oil lamps in the room, it still made him squint his eyes subconsciously.