Chapter 1584 The Little Maid of the Retarded Prince (65)

Moisture filled Bai Weiwei's eyes, and she seemed to blink helplessly, trying to force back the tears in her eyes.

Such a poor and cute look.

It made Ning Jiumo feel that it was meaningless to bully her.

And he has been stupid for too long to make up such words to fool people.

The more I live, the more childish I am.

Ning Jiumo was about to tell the truth.

But seeing the scissors in Bai Weiwei's hand, she turned around and pierced her neck.

Ning Jiumo's pupils constricted, and she rushed over immediately, holding her hand tightly with both hands.

He knew that she had a lot of strength, if she didn't give all her strength.

There was simply no way to stop her.

"What are you doing?" Ning Jiumo thought she was crazy.

There was mist in Bai Weiwei's eyes, but her brows were extremely cold, "He's a ghost, I'll be a ghost to accompany him."

The words were light, but the tone was too heavy.

Ning Jiumo had just uttered a mouthful of malice just now, but was forced to choke back by her virtue.

Her strength was too great, even if he exhausted all his strength, the scissors still pierced into her neck bit by bit.

She wasn't joking, she really wanted to kill herself.

Ning Jiumo stared at her for a while, then suddenly became violent and wanted to snatch the scissors from her hand.

He really can't tell, that fool is also him.

Just teased her, and begged for mercy in a blink of an eye, it's too cowardly.

Ning Jiumo suffocated what was called self-esteem, and desperately grabbed her scissors.

But Bai Weiwei refused to let go, and still touched the sharp part of the scissors to her neck bit by bit.

It was about to leave a bloodstain on her slender and fragile neck.

Ning Jiumo's tone trembled, "He's still there, he hasn't dissipated yet."

Bai Weiwei's fingers softened, Ning Jiumo's eyes sharpened, and she took the opportunity to snatch the scissors over.

Then he threw the scissors out the door.

Bai Weiwei's hands were empty, held by Ning Jiumo, her eyes were red, and she asked in disbelief, "Aren't you awake?"

The corners of Ning Jiumo's mouth twitched. She actually believed that when he was stupid, he was a lonely ghost?

How can anyone believe this kind of nonsense?

Was her head caught by the door?

Or a country boy who entered the palace in the countryside, with such a simple mind?

Ning Jiumo was really afraid of her virtue, he almost ground his teeth and said, "It's good, he will come out to grab my body during the day, little fool."

When he thought he was stupid, he was not as stupid as this little fool.

He was fooled around.

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while, and then said strangely: "Why do you feel like you are a lonely ghost? How can a lonely ghost come out during the day?"

Ning Jiumo: Is this idiot topic of lonely souls and wild ghosts too difficult to pass?

Bai Weiwei didn't force an answer either.

Instead, she struggled to withdraw her hands from his hands, and then her voice softened.

"Then you, don't hurt him."

Her appearance at the moment is a little bit of the fierce look just now.

She is obviously delicate and weak, and she doesn't know how she got so much strength.

Ning Jiumo's eyes darkened a bit, "You just like that fool that much."

Bai Weiwei lowered her eyebrows and eyes halfway. When she heard his question, her fair face suddenly turned red, and she was as delicate and beautiful as a crabapple blossom.

She snorted coldly, "He is my husband."

Ning Jiumo originally held her hand, but now it was empty. His fingers were bent, and his eyes darkened a little.

"Husband?"