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Adoration

Editor: Henyee Translations

Mu Qing was drowsy and his hair was unkempt. His cartoon PJ had creases on it. He had apparently just gotten up from bed.

Jing Yiran apparently had no idea that Mu Qing's PJ was bought because of Zhao Anan, so that they could have a couple PJ together. When he saw him wearing such childish nightwear, he could not but look down at him for his taste in clothes.

And when he saw his drowsy look of drowsiness, Jing Yiran got even more annoyed.

"Can you hold the blade steadily? Lu has a bullet in her shoulder. It is not a small surgery! Can you do it properly or not? Get someone else if you can't!"

Hearing the words, Mu Qing walked away before he even put on the asepsis take. "Alright then, get someone else. Or you can just leave it inside. I am not serving you anymore. And don't make me take out the bullet from your head, too. I can't even hold the blade steadily. What if I ruin your head?"