Although she didn't know what was going on with that woman's blood, she could feel it, and it shouldn't have much effect on her.

After all, if you really want to talk about strength and spiritual power, no one is her opponent among the currently known cultivation families in China.

Xiao Moli didn't think so. After treating all the wounds on An Ziqi's hand and neck, he took the medicine kit and went to the study.

An Ziqi smiled helplessly, this guy is like this every time he gets angry, like a child.

Today, they should have participated in the show happily, and then spent the world of two people together, but it was unexpected that they would be disrupted by the woman who suddenly appeared.

She had specially received An Siqing here before. She wanted to let her rest for a few days and also give her some space to think about the things between her and Lin Xilu.

After An Siqing stayed with her for a day, she probably didn't want to disturb their two-person world, only that she wanted to go home to see Ye Minzhi, and then went directly to her parents.

An Ziqi didn't force her to come back either, and now she and Xiao Moli were the only two in the house.

Even the servants only come back at a fixed time to clean up the housework and cook.

Today, according to the original program schedule, they are going to have a candlelight dinner outside in the evening and record the program by the way.

The maid who cooks at home must have already received the news and will not come back to cook tonight.

She originally planned to make dinner downstairs to make Xiao Moli happy.

However, she had been tossed by Xiao Moli last night, and today she recorded a day's show non-stop.

Constantly making up and styling, changing venues in various special cars, and arranging shows on the spot, already tired to death.

Resting for too long makes the body unable to adapt to this kind of work intensity for a while.

If it weren't for Xiao Moli's temper, she would have fallen asleep in the car that came back.

Lying on the bed halfway, he carefully felt the wounds on his lower hands and neck.

After applying Xiao Chen's ointment, there is no longer the original burning feeling.

It's just that the wound can still be faintly hot.

Other than that, there is no other special feeling.

Thinking of the woman in the dressing room, who is she?

Could it be that Ye He Nalan and Ye He Ruoqiu wanted to avenge their families, so they made a ghost?

She couldn't think of other practitioners besides them.

After thinking about it in a mess for a while, An Ziqi only felt physically exhausted.

He felt a little heavy in his head, and soon fell asleep deeply.

When Xiao Moli came out of the study and returned to the bedroom, the little woman still maintained the posture he had used to treat her wounds before, and fell asleep half-lying leaning against the head of the bed.

The little head was drooping to one side, probably because of discomfort, and a smiling face was slightly wrinkled with dissatisfaction.

Xiao Moli lightly stepped forward, carefully supporting the little woman, and laying her body flat on the bed.

As if feeling his breath, the little thing turned over on the bed, stretched out his hand and habitually hugged his waist directly.

A small mouth was still murmured, and he whispered, "Honey, don't be angry."

The little breath in Xiao Moli's heart disappeared without a trace at that moment.

Who made this his wife, what else could he do besides pampering?