Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

The footsteps outside the tent were getting closer and closer. Amidst the chaotic footsteps, Mo Jiu's chaotic heart gradually calmed down.

She held Long Qingtian's arm and looked at him firmly.

All the reasons she ignored in the past and why she dared not tell Long Qingtian the truth in various names have all been reduced to ashes at this moment.

She wants to tell him, tell him about the entanglement between them, and ask him, if he knows the truth, will he forgive himself, and will he be willing to be with her!

"Brother, 13 years ago..."

Mo Jiu spoke.

There was a tremor in her voice, and her fingers trembled.

At this moment, the fear of death is not that serious anymore.

In Mo Jiu's eyes and heart, there is only Long Qingtian.

Long Qingtian's dark eyes were staring outside, and when he heard Mo Jiu's words, he turned his head slightly, showing a hint of doubt.

In the calm gaze that was like midnight, as if everything was under control, Mo Jiu's heart also settled down.

She gritted her teeth, and finally closed her eyes suddenly: "Brother, I was the one who killed Uncle Long! Lao Mo and I were hijacked, and Uncle Long was killed to save us! Brother, I'm sorry! I dare not say it, I have always been afraid that you would ignore me after knowing the truth, I, I... I dare not say, brother, will you blame me, will you think the truth is too cruel, brother..."

She was too emotional, and her words were a little unclear, her eyes were tightly closed, and her small brows were all wrinkled together.

While talking, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

The warm big hands calmed her flustered heart again.

Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment, and opened her eyes. The secret that had been hidden in her heart for nine years was yelled out by her in one breath. She only felt sore eye sockets, and felt empty in her heart.

But the waist was held by someone.

Long Qingtian hugged her tightly, "Xiao Jiu, don't be afraid. Don't be afraid, with me here, don't be afraid."

Mo Jiu was taken aback.

Did he... think he was frightened?

Mo Jiu was in a hurry, and finally worked up the courage to tell the truth, how could she not speak?

Mo Jiu hugged Long Qingtian, "Brother, I'm not afraid, I'm telling the truth, really, Uncle Long was killed to save us, I..."

Tears fell drop by drop, and Mo Jiu was so anxious that he couldn't choose what to say.

Long Qingtian patted her on the back, but said: "I know."

knowledge?

Mo Jiu was stunned again.

Long Qingtian pinched her face, "Little fool, how could I not know about this kind of thing?"

The cause of Long Gangqing's death is unknown, others may not know what happened, but as the captain of the cheetah team, Long Qingtian wants to know what he can't know?

So Mo Jiu never doubted that he and the old man knew the real cause of Uncle Long's death!

"Xiao Jiu, it's not your fault, and I won't blame you." Long Qingtian's deep voice came into Mo Jiu's heart, making her feel very comfortable.

But, no, no!

What she wants to tell is not this matter!

She raised her head again and grabbed Long Qingtian's arm, "Brother, if I say, one of the people who killed Uncle Long was actually my own..."

Before he could say the word "birth father", there was a snort, and the tent was opened all of a sudden!

Then, more than a dozen sturdy men in Zuo government uniforms charged in with machine guns in hand!

"Don't move, raise your hand!"

Someone shouted in broken Chinese, making Mo Jiu's words stuck in his throat.