Slap slap slap slap...!
The moment killing intent surfaced in Xiao Zizai's heart, he hurriedly began slapping his own face over and over, trying to force himself to wake up quickly!
"Xiao Zizai, calm down. You need to calm down!"
"You can't kill this one, you can't kill this one!"
After taking several deep breaths, the red in Xiao Zizai's pupils slowly faded, and his whole person became somewhat sullen again!
"Why'd you bottle it back up again?"
"I thought you were planning to have some fun with me?"
Seeing Xiao Zizai struggling to restrain his killing intent, Qing Mo wore a faint smile!
"You're Qing Mo, right? I've heard the others mention you!"
"What do you mean by having fun? Do you want to spar with me?"
The killing intent Xiao Zizai had so painstakingly suppressed was hooked back out again by Qing Mo's casual words, and his pupils slowly began turning crimson once more!
"You're the one who wants to spar with me, aren't you? Well? Don't you want to have some fun with me?"
"People should vent when they need to vent! Keep bottling it up, and you'll easily bottle up an illness. It's bad for your health!"
Upon hearing Qing Mo's words, a sickly smile appeared on Xiao Zizai's face, and his entire body seemed eager to give it a try!
"You understand me?" Before letting loose, Xiao Zizai had to make things clear first!
"I understand a little. After all, one should hold compassion in one's heart!"
"The birth and fading of life always carry a beauty that people find impossible to resist, don't they?"
"You're a patient, and I don't mind playing doctor for once!"
"Though my treatment might be a little rough. That is, if you don't mind lying in bed for two