Chapter 62: You're my fiancé, why should you be reserved

Lu Mo's heart jumped, his face was hot, and he hurriedly turned his head, this girl's eyes were too seductive, but he was even more annoyed that his concentration was getting worse and worse, the previous Taishan collapsed in front of him and did not know where to run.

No way...... He has to practice again, he can't be so easily disturbed!

"Speak well!" Lu Mo drank coldly.

Ye Qingqing glanced at Lu Mo's flushed face, and couldn't help snickering, and her heart was even more happy.

It's not that this big ice cube is completely unattractive to her, and being shy means that it's still a little interesting, huh...... Continue!

"Where am I not talking properly? That's how I talk......"

Ye Qingqing came closer and looked at Lu Mo with blank eyes, the girl's fragrance on his body penetrated into Lu Mo's nose one by one, and his face became even hotter.

Lu Mo pushed the wheelchair back a few steps and stayed away from Ye Qingqing before he calmed down and said angrily: "Girls should be reserved!" ”

"You're my fiancé, why should you be reserved." Ye Qingqing glanced at Lu Mo with an indifferent face, hum, sooner or later, she will let Lu Mo break in front of her!

When the time comes, it will be interesting to see if this guy will say that she will be reserved!

"It's just a verbal marriage contract, and it has no legal effect!" Lu Mo coldly explained the facts.

"Anyway, I just want to marry you, if you don't marry me, I will go to the gate of the compound to post a big-character poster, saying that you Lu Mo has abandoned it in chaos, and it is modern Chen Shimei!" Ye Qingqing snorted lightly, and simply played a scoundrel.

Lu Mo glared at her angrily, but there was a burst of warmth in his heart, he forced himself to ignore this warmth, and said coldly: "I am a cripple, I can't stand up for the rest of my life, you don't have to keep the contract because of sympathy!" ”

Ye Qingqing squatted down and looked at him solemnly, "Lu Mo, I like you, that's why I will marry you!" ”

Lu Mo's heart beat violently, he didn't dare to look at Ye Qingqing, he turned his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't like you, and I don't want to marry you!" ”

Ye Qingqing was not discouraged at all, because she found out that Lu Mo just didn't want to affect her, so she said these cruel words, as long as she healed Lu Mo's leg, this guy might beg her to marry!

"Lu Mo, I have a way to heal your leg!" Ye Qingqing got back to business.

Although it is very interesting to tease Lu Mo, the top priority is to treat the legs.

Lu Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her in disbelief, even the top experts in the country said that his leg was difficult to heal, this girl actually said that it was okay?

Although he couldn't believe it, Lu Mo still had a trace of confidence, "How to cure it?" ”

Ye Qingqing was very satisfied with his cooperation, "You let me check my leg first!" ”

As she spoke, she picked up Lu Mo's trouser legs, two pale and cold and weak calves, presented in front of her, and ugly scars, densely packed, almost no good meat.

It is said that Lu Mo stayed because he covered the departure of his comrades, and fought against dozens of enemies with the strength of one person, his legs were injured by artillery shells, and the number of fragments of shrapnel taken out of his legs was uncountable.

"Does it still hurt?" Ye Qingqing gently stroked the scar and couldn't help but ask.

Lu Mo was stunned, the pity in Ye Qingqing's eyes was too obvious, his heart skipped again, and he turned his head awkwardly, "The nerves are broken, it doesn't hurt." ”

Even if he stabbed a knife in his leg, he couldn't feel it.

Ye Qingqing pinched and pinched on Lu Mo's calves, pinching and pinching west, and from time to time he also used his hands to compare the size, like a tailor making clothes, the more Lu Mo looked at it, the more he felt that this girl was fooling him, and he really thought there was a way!

"Don't look at it!" Lu Mo lowered his trouser leg and turned back into an indifferent face.