Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2142

Chapter 2142: What on Earth Did He Want?
“Gu Rui is leaving?” Mo Juechen raised his eyebrows in surprise and left like a gust of wind.
Not long after, Mo Juechen blew back into the room and glared at Ning Shu. “Damn fat girl, you dare play me for a fool?”
“How did I play you? Is Gu Rui not leaving?” Ning Shu stared at Mo Juechen’s enchanting face. She wanted to try sprinkling medicinal powder on it so that his entire face swelled up with pimples.
She was excited just thinking about it.
“It’s better for you to just hand it over. There is no way I’ll believe that your father didn’t give it to you.” Mo Juechen tilted his head slightly and looked at Ning Shu. This action actually made Mo Juechen look a bit innocent. “Be good and hand it over.”
Ning Shu almost vomited blood. What on earth did he want?
“Frick, you should at least let me know what it is, right?” Ning Shu flipped the table in her room.
Mo Juechen looked at the fallen table and glanced at Ning Shu. “Is there something wrong with you?”
“Your father really didn’t give you anything?”
“No.”
“You really don’t know what I want?”
“I don’t.”
“Then what’s your use?”
“My father loves me, so I don’t need to worry about anything.”
“He loved you so much you became a fool.”
“Mo Juechen, take this!”
“Fool.”
Ning Shu dashed towards Mo Juechen, but Mo Juechen nimbly dodged.
“Don’t look down on me, I’m a nimble fatty.” Ning Shu threw a handful of medicinal powder at Mo Juechen’s face. He covered his face with his handkerchief and backed away.
Mo Juechen quickly wiped the powder off his face and disappeared like a gust of wind.
Ning Shu crossed her arms and smiled. She felt relieved.
Mo Juechen could grow some beautiful pimples.
During dinner, Ning Shu saw that Mo Juechen’s jade-like skin was slightly red and there were small pimples in some places.
Mo Juechen’s mood was gloomy, but on the outside, he was expressionless.
He scratched his face from time to time. Ning Shu ate in deadly earnestness.
‘Bang!’ Mo Juechen suddenly stood up and slammed his hands on the table, which startled Ning Shu and made her choke.
“Cough cough…” Ning Shu hammered her chest and swallowed the food stuck in her throat with difficulty.
“What are you doing? Have you lost your mind?” Ning Shu said angrily.
Mo Juechen pointed to his face. “Damn fat girl, you dared to touch my face.”
“It’s your face, so when did I touch it?” Ning Shu rolled her eyes and retorted.
“You used poison on my face.” Mo Juechen gritted his teeth. Since he was agitated, his blood pressure rose and Mo Juechen felt his face become even itchier.
“Hand over the antidote.” Mo Juechen’s eyes had a dangerous glint. “Don’t piss me off.”
Ning Shu quickly shook her head with an innocent look on her face. “There’s no poison. I plan to make a beauty balm, so how could it be poisonous? Your skin must be too sensitive.”
“Damn. Fat. Girl.”
Gu Rui was rather helpless. “Okay, I’ll check your pulse later to see if you’re poisoned.”
Ning Shu looked at Gu Rui in surprise. “You know medicine?”
“I know a little of the medicinal arts, but only the surface-level stuff,” ​​Gu Rui said indifferently.
Gu Rui was really versatile. He could do business and medicine. What couldn’t he do?
Ning Shu thought that Gu Rui would definitely become the ruler of the world. With an emperor’s discipline and his knowledge of so many things, it was impossible that he didn’t have a large goal.