good night warlord

A glass of water, not too much, not too little, just wet Li Moran's entire face on the hospital bed.

The black hair was stained on the face because of being splashed with water. Compared with the exquisite makeup before, Li Moran now looks like a drowned rat, so embarrassed.

The air pressure in the ward was terribly cramped, Gu Qingyi's entire face turned into ice cubes, her eyes burst out with a terrifying aura, looking at Gong Yimian was like looking at a thorn in the flesh.

This sudden scene made Gong Qing open his mouth enough to stuff an egg into it.

He looked at this sudden scene in surprise, and was speechless in shock.

Gong Yimian apologized flusteredly:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, Miss Li, are you okay..."

While apologizing in a panic, Gong Yimian hurriedly took out a wet tissue from her bag to help Li Moran wipe her face.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it, Miss Li, please don't be angry..."

Gong Yimian wiped Li Moran's face indiscriminately, that action was not careful at all, and even made people feel a little rough.

Gong Qing looked at it stupidly, he didn't know what to say anymore.

How deliberate Gong Yimian's action of kicking and splashing water can be seen by him even if he is a fool, but Gong Yimian is his sister, what else can he say, he can only bite the bullet and help his sister excuse:
"Yimian, what did you do? How could you be so careless? Look at you..."

Gu Qingyi watched the two brothers and sisters sing together, her eyes were icy cold.

Gong Yimian's hand, which was acting mischievously on Li Moran's face, was suddenly grabbed.

Gu Qingyi tightly grasped Gong Yimian's wrist, raised her small face to look at Gong Yimian who had ulterior motives:

"Miss Gong, are you taking me for a fool?

There is nothing on the floor of this ward, can you sprain your feet wearing flat shoes?
Also, are there any wet wipes for people to wipe water? "

Gu Qingyi tilted her head and smelled the faint scent of the wet wipe that Gong Yimian was holding, her expression became a few degrees colder:

"Miss Gong, this should be a makeup remover wipe. It seems that you are really interested in what I look like."

Gong Yimian's hand was clenched in front of Li Moran's face, which prevented Gong Yimian from seeing Li Moran's entire face clearly.

However, as Li Moran slowly moved Gong Yimian's hand away, Gong Yimian finally saw a part of Li Moran's plain face.

There were two shallow scars where Gong Yimian wiped with makeup remover wipes. Although they were not deep, they were particularly conspicuous on the fair skin.

Gong Yimian's eyes were as big as copper bells. She looked at Li Moran's scarred cheek in disbelief:

"How come? You...you're not..."

Gu Qingyi interrupted Gong Yimian's intermittent words due to shock: "What is it? Seeing that I have been disfigured, is Miss Gong still satisfied?"

Gong Qing was also shocked. He never dreamed that Li Moran's face looked like this after removing his makeup. The red marks seemed to have been cut by a knife. One was straight from the corner of the eye and across the bridge of the nose, and the other was From the person directly to the corner of the mouth.

It's ugly and scary.

"Moran, you... you..."

Gu Qingyi shook off Gong Yimian's hand, took out the cosmetic bag and cosmetic mirror from the bedside table beside the hospital bed, and said faintly:

"Second Young Master, do you remember why I told you why I divorced my ex-husband?"

After this reminder, Gong Qing remembered that Li Moran originally said that because of what Mr. Y did, the safety of her and the child was endangered...

Could it be that Li Moran was disfigured because someone already knew that she was Mr. Y's wife and had thought of killing Li Moran?
When Gong Qing thought about it, he felt that it was very possible.

Gu Qingyi didn't explain too much. If she left space for Gong Qing's imagination, he would make things reasonable. On the contrary, the more she explained, the more she might be full of loopholes, because the more she explained, the more she said, the more she explained. more lies.

Gong Yimian watched helplessly as Li Moran on the hospital bed skillfully covered the two ugly scars with concealer, followed by foundation, setting powder, highlighter...

It was quiet in the ward. Although no one spoke, the sense of oppression was getting stronger and stronger.

Gong Qing's throat was a little dry, he couldn't see what happened to Li Moran who was fixing his makeup now, was it anger?Still sad?

He was worried that what he said indiscriminately would anger Li Moran, so he didn't speak casually.

Gong Yimian was not much better, she always felt familiar when she looked at Li Moran on the hospital bed, but she couldn't find evidence to verify the familiarity in her heart.

Lin Fanyu's appearance made her curious about Li Moran's identity.

Lin Fanyu was Yan's good friend during the war, and he came to the capital from Hancheng only for the patient Li Moran.

But during the war, it was such a coincidence that Yan was also in this hospital because of the assassination at this time.

This made her have to think more, thinking about Gu Qingyi.

And as soon as this thought came to her mind, Gong Yimian felt that Li Moran was very similar to Gu Qingyi.

In order to verify this idea, she did not hesitate to test it several times, and finally decided to splash water to remove makeup.

However, this result was far beyond her expectation.

The reason why Li Moran wears makeup even in the hospital is not because she is Gu Qingyi, but because she has been disfigured

Just like yourself.

Gong Yimian thought of herself, she also had a scar on her face, no matter how much she spent on repairing creams and skin care products, she couldn't get rid of that scar.

She used to wear makeup, but after disfigurement, she would not remove it until her skin couldn't bear it.

Li Moran was just like her.

Ten minutes later, Li Moran, who was originally full of tea, returned to his appearance before being splashed with water.

Pretty cookie cutter.

Gu Qingyi closed the vanity mirror, and there was a crisp sound of metal clashing, which startled Gong Qing and Gong Yimian who were stunned.

Gu Qingyi casually put the cosmetics and the small mirror beside her, the heavy voice once again alerted the two of them, and they both trembled.

Li Moran lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed.

Gong Yimian was caught by her aura, and took a step back guiltily.

Gu Qingyi's eyes locked on Gong Yimian's face, and she approached slowly step by step:

"Miss Gong, why don't you apologize?"

Gong Yimian was forced to step back step by step, this Li Moran's aura was too strong, her cold eyes made her unable to help but start to weaken her legs:
"I'm sorry..."

Gu Qingyi sneered, and said coldly:

"Have you never heard of a saying, Miss Gong?"

"What... what?"

"If an apology is useful, what do you want the police for?"

After Gu Qingyi finished saying this, she didn't know when she had lifted the tea table and put the kettle on.

She had already pushed Gong Yimian into a corner, she slowly raised her hand, the kettle in her hand was lifted high by her, then the body of the kettle tilted, and the tea in the kettle formed a beautiful parabola, pouring on Gong Yimian's head... …