The most powerful concubine ever

Chapter 1327 Doomed 24
In Mo Zijun's opinion, the identity of the mask should not be simple.

Especially the evil spirit emanating from his whole body made Mo Zijun startled.

How can someone who can destroy the Xiao family be an ordinary person?

After returning from the mask, Xi'er's eyes brightened a lot.

He really didn't understand, how could he, a beautiful man standing in front of her, be compared by a dumb who couldn't speak?
Mo Zijun had a very bad meal.

He planned to investigate the matter of the mask after returning home!

sunset.

The temperature in the mountains is already a few degrees lower than the temperature outside. In addition to the cold weather recently, the temperature difference between morning and evening is very large. When it gets dark, you have to add more clothes.

Xi'er took out a coat she made herself and handed it to the mask. She lowered her head and said shyly, "During the half month you were away, I had nothing to do. I'm not good at workmanship. Don't dislike me."

The mask stared blankly at the clothes in his hand, black, very simple style, with thin velvet.

He nodded.

It's getting darker.

The mask was still laid on the floor, but Xi'er added an extra layer of bedding for him.

The room was plunged into darkness, but Xi'er couldn't sleep for a long time, she was afraid that when she opened her eyes, the mask would be gone again when she woke up.

At the same time, I was a little excited because I affirmed my own thoughts.

"Mask, are you asleep?"

With the sound of her body turning, Xi'er knew it was the mask responding to her.

Xi'er turned around and said, "Can I hold your hand and sleep?"

There was no other sound in the room except her and his breathing.

It was so long that Xi'er was a little disappointed.

Mask suddenly got up, sat on the floor, and looked at Xi'er on the bed.

Under the faint moonlight, she could still see the movement of the mask.

He slowly stretched out his hand. At that moment, Xi'er only felt her heart beating faster, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

Xi'er also stretched out her hand and put it in the palm of the mask.

At this moment, his hand was warm, and the big hand was wrapping her little hand, Xi'er only felt that this life would be enough even if she died.

She doesn't know why she likes the mask, she just feels that as long as he is by her side, she will be full of security, want to see him, want to be with him.

Xi'er didn't know when she fell asleep.

When she woke up, she happened to meet a pair of eyes that were vague and invisible, and she seemed a little unclear because of the lingering black air.

Xi'er was taken aback for a moment, she didn't know when she ran to the ground to sleep.

However, she hooked her lips and smiled, "Morning!"

The mask slightly lowers its head.

Xi'er opened her eyes and asked, "When will you let me see your face?"

The mask didn't shake his head or nod.

Xi'er wanted to say something, but the mask got up and quickly put on her clothes.

When Xi'er finished washing up, the mask had already been prepared for breakfast.

It was a very simple breakfast, and Xi'er was very satisfied.

Xi'er was going to wash the dishes, but the mask stopped her, so he went to wash.

Sometimes, Xi'er thinks, it would be nice if she could live like this for the rest of her life.

Mo Zijun hasn't come these few days.

After the fifth day, Mo Zijun arrived, just as the mask was going deep into the mountain. Seeing that the mask was not there, Mo Zijun said to Xi'er with a serious face, "You'd better stay away from that person..."

Xi'er didn't react for a while.

After a moment of surprise, he said, "You mean a mask?"

(End of this chapter)