Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Wen Zhigu frowned, and was about to turn his head back to say something when he heard a cold and familiar voice behind Qiyue: "Let her go."

Wen Zhigu froze all over.

But it didn't take long, she turned back slowly, her pupils were undeniably enlarged slightly.

He saw Ji Xubai holding a sword in his hand, pressing against Qiyue's back.

Ji Xubai's eyes are vicious and sinister, just as hateful as the eyes when he was insulted for the first time back then...

To this day, Wen Zhigu still feels his scalp tingle when he sees such eyes.

Maybe he should show up at this time to remind her, otherwise she almost really thought that she was really as good as Qi Yue said, and the Wen Zhigu in Qi Yue's mouth seemed to be very good, so good that it was impossible Picky, but Ji Xubai appeared.

When she saw him, she knew how bad and unbearable she was.

It was as if she was reflected in a mirror, but she was actually just a puddle of mud.

How could Qi Yue put it so well.

But it was one thing to know, and quite another to see this person trying to hurt her friend again.

Wen Zhigu clenched his fists slowly, looked at him coldly and said, "Ji Xubai, do you want to kill someone?"

"If he dares to touch you, I dare to kill you." Ji Xubai seemed to have lost his mind, there was a trace of coldness between his lips and teeth, and his expression was gloomy.

"How can Yue be the military adviser of the Sheng army now, you dare to kill him, but are you ready to explain to King Sheng?" Wen Zhigu continued to confront him calmly, his tone indifferent.

"It's a big deal to go to Beige again." When Ji Xubai said this, he was calm and unhurried, as if he was not angry enough to kill someone, but was just talking about an extremely ordinary thing.

But Wen Zhigu wouldn't know that he couldn't tolerate her calling another man's name so naturally.

Wen Zhigu was unreasonable: "You are sick, aren't you?"

Ji Xubai looked at her gloomyly: "In your heart, haven't I already been a sick person?"

"For the sake of reason, leave him alone, let him kill if he dares to kill! I'd like to see, King Sheng won't allow him to be so presumptuous!" Qi Yue also said angrily.

Wen Zhigu took a deep breath, not to mention whether King Sheng would tolerate it, but the more innocent she was, she didn't want people to die for no reason because of her, and the more she had a family, she had no reason to hurt him .

Therefore, Wen Zhigu was silent for a moment, and then said: "Qiyue, let go."

"You know why, don't compromise with him because of me."

"I said, let go." Wen Zhigu's tone suddenly turned cold.

Qi Yue stared at her for a long time, and finally let go of her hand slowly.

Wen Zhigu looked up at Ji Xubai indifferently again: "Let go."

The sternness in Ji Xubai's eyes finally dissipated, and he put down the sword in his hand.

"Teacher Ji, do you still have the face? How do you have the face to find the old friend?" Qi Yue finally couldn't help but turned around and stared at Ji Xubai fiercely and said.

How much he admired this talented Taifu Ji, and how much he loathed and hated him later.

"Whether I have face or not is a matter between me and my son's mother. Where did you come from?" Ji Xubai sneered coldly.

Wen Zhigu: "..."

She took a deep breath and said lightly, "Take it easy."

After Wen Zhigu finished speaking, he turned and left.

She didn't want to listen to what they said anymore, and what they said was nothing more than tearing her wounds silently.