He used to think that there was a great danger in the church, but Chi Mu's actions told him that his decision was wrong.
At this point, Qin Bin also changed his opinion of Chi Mu.
“It seems that Chi Mu is really capable, but he is too arbitrary in doing things. Many times, he is gambling with his life.
Especially his understanding of human nature is too shallow, which will harm him sooner or later!"
Qin Bin pondered in his heart, but was still determined to replace Chi Mu, the chosen one.
He felt that Chi Mu had been seriously influenced by Yang Qu.
Because if Chi Mu really had feelings for Yang Qu, he would most likely deliberately delay the time to clear the ghost story copy, even if he knew how to clear it.
The reason why Qin Bin thinks so is because.
Yang Qu belongs to the world of ghost stories. If Chi Mu wants to see Yang Qu, he can only do so in the ghost story copy.
However, the longer one stays in the ghost story copy, the greater the danger will be. Sooner or later, Chi Mu will suffer irreversible damage because of Yang Qu.
.......
At six o'clock in the room, Yang Qu had helped Chi Mu take off his clothes.
"Thank you Yang Qu..."
Chi Mu didn't know how many times he had said thank you to Yang Qu.
"Don't say thank you to me anymore, or I'll always feel like you're being extra polite to me... By the way, take this medicine quickly."
"Medicine? You can't take cefuroxime after drinking!"
Yang Qu listened to Chi Mu's answer and felt a little confused.
She was absolutely sure that Chi Mu was definitely drunk.
"This is not cephalexin. You have been contaminated. Take the medicine and go to sleep."
"Oh, okay."
Chi Mu took the pill like a good baby and drank it with water.
At this moment, his eyelids were already very heavy, but with Yang Qu by his side, his tense spirit instantly relaxed.
In just a moment, Chi Mu fell asleep.
Yang Qu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Chi Mu's anxious look, and couldn't help but grin.
She knew that Chi Mu didn't want the audience of Longguo to see them being too ambiguous. After all, it was a ghost story, and if the two of them got too close, the audience would think that Chi Mu didn't care about the country's destiny at all.
So, Yang Qu walked to the window and slowly pulled down the curtain. The only moonlight in the room disappeared, and it was pitch dark.
"Then...I won't be polite."
Yang Qu smiled slyly, revealing two cute fangs, took off his shoes with a smile, and got into Chi Mu's bed again...
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