Lin Hao, suddenly having his head patted, stared in shock at the Crown Prince beneath him.
'Has this person been possessed?'
Is this something you would do?
And that strange remark, 'So good'? So good for what?
One of the things he hated most in life was people who spoke in halves.
"Are you alright, Your Highness?"
Although Lin Hao's thoughts were racing, he held back and smiled, asking Qin Mohan, who was beneath him, with concern.
Alas, life is hard, the Insect King has to smile and perform.
Qin Mohan, who was being pressed down, looked at the person with a 'smile' on his face and removed his hand from his head.
Because he knew that this person in front of him was definitely unhappy.
For the sake of the future, it was better to let go of the present.
However, he couldn't escape.
After understanding this, Qin Mohan looked at Lin Hao on top of him and said, "I'm fine, it's just that being pressed by you, I'm having trouble breathing."
After speaking, he looked earnestly into Lin Hao's eyes, his gaze conveying a message: 'You're really heavy, I can't breathe, but I won't say it directly, let's see when you'll realize it yourself.'
Fine.
Upon hearing this, Lin Hao almost wanted to pack Qin Mohan up and send him back to the Empire overnight.
Seeing that Qin Mohan was not displeased, Lin Hao finally felt relieved.
Huh?
Did he forget something important?
He lowered his head to look at the lying-flat Qin Mohan, and at Michelle, who was standing beside him and still examining him.
He instantly remembered what he had forgotten.
Then he said to Michelle, "He didn't do anything to me, and I called you here to examine his condition. He suddenly fainted earlier."
And he woke up less than ten minutes later.
Although heatstroke could cause this, he wouldn't have woken up so quickly, would he?
When he fainted earlier, it didn't look like heatstroke at all.
He should let Michelle examine him thoroughly.
And as a doctor, he should be able to treat him, right?
"Forgive my incompetence, I cannot treat humans."
Although Michelle heard the explanation from his cub, his attitude towards the human on the ground did not change.
Then he looked into his cub's eyes and said.
This.
Really can't?
Lin Hao thought as he looked at Michelle.
But then he relaxed, perhaps human and insectoid treatment methods were indeed different?
Lin Hao, having come to a decision, sat down beside Qin Mohan, looked into his eyes, and asked, "Do you feel any discomfort now? Or do you need me to send you back to the Empire?"
You should go back.
He felt too repressed here, so it was better to let him go back.
Otherwise, he might suddenly faint again.
His little heart really couldn't take it.
Qin Mohan, lying on the ground, seemed to have a flicker in his eyes when he heard Lin Hao's question, then he nodded and said, "Yes, I'll go back tomorrow."
After all, it was time to go back and deal with those people.
They had been living too comfortably recently, and it was time to put some pressure on them.
Only then could he truly be safe.
Lin Hao, who had been observing Qin Mohan the whole time, thought he was dreaming when the person in front of him suddenly agreed.
Then, he silently pinched himself on the arm and found that it hurt, realizing he wasn't dreaming.
Happiness came a little too suddenly.
He looked at Qin Mohan and said, "Isn't tomorrow too soon?"
He'd rather leave today.
Lin Hao thought silently.
Qin Mohan understood the meaning in Lin Hao's eyes and chuckled inwardly, "Still as unable to hide his thoughts as before."
Then he slowly sat up, leaned against a tree, and said to Lin Hao, "It's not fast."
At this time, Lin Hao did not know that a photo he later took had once again surged to the top of the hot search on the star network.
As expected, the big boss of a certain corporation had spoken out again.
"I look forward to seeing such scenery with my own eyes."
And those internet trolls, upon seeing this big boss's comment, all silently put down their keyboards.
Because, cherish your life, stay away from crazy people.
At this time, in a dungeon, a woman sat in a corner, her hands and feet all bound by several thick chains.
Her snow-white dress had turned bright red, and her black hair covered her face irregularly.
The entire dungeon was silent.
At this moment, a floating woman suddenly appeared before the white-dressed girl.
The woman slowly approached the girl, raised her hand, and snapped the chains. She gently cupped the girl's face, then brushed aside her messy hair.
Looking into her eyes, she said, "Are you still not going to accept my power?"
Why are you so stubborn?
The girl slowly opened her eyes, looked at the woman before her, and said, "I don't want to forget him, no, I can't forget him."
Without his memory, how could she persist in living?
Mini-Theater:
Michelle: You scoundrel, aren't you going to like, favorite, and follow?
Guazi: Cough cough, be gentle with friends.
Love you all.