Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1042 The pit is 193 meters deep
Mo Jiu also loves his black hair very much. Whenever the two of them lie on the same bed, she likes to touch and play with it in the palm of her hand, like stroking satin, it is soft on her hands and smooth to the bottom of her heart.

But those unconscious play, thinking about it now, every fragment is like a gap sawed.

It hurts when you touch it.

"What's wrong with Ah Jiu?" Xiao Qian noticed her silence and asked softly.

"Huh?" Mo Jiu combed her hair, her heart was soft, "It's okay."

"Why don't you talk?"

"Your hair is too dirty to comb. I don't have time to talk."

She spoke calmly, with a hint of ridicule. Xiao Qian sighed, pulled her wrist, pulled her over, and sat on his lap, "Don't you usually dislike me for being clean? Now we are together." What do you mean, but you have come to beg for a beating again. Tell me, but what should I do with you?"

Mo Jiu frowned slightly, and stared at him innocently.

"Have I ever disliked you? You have always disliked me, right?"

Yes, usually Xiao Qian often dislikes Mo Jiu.

I have to say, compared to Xiao Qian's cleanliness, Mo Jiu also felt that he was too sloppy.

At first, seeing her "casual" about personal hygiene, most of the time Xiao Qian just frowned and taught her a serious lesson.Later, he probably couldn't stand her laziness anymore, so he decided to do it himself, pulling her over with hatred, to wash where and where.Mo Jiu is also a shameless person, if someone is waiting for him, he will continue to mess around and wait for him to clean up for him.

Over time, he got used to it, and she got used to it too.

As a result, Xiao Liulang had an extra master.

And Mo Jiu also successfully cultivated himself to become a master.

Thinking of the past, Mo Jiu managed to ignore the uncomfortable constriction in his chest, put his hands on his shoulders, and slowly broke into a smile.

"Xiao Liulang, tell me you are a cold and ruthless person, but why are you willing to spoil me like this? Since you are used to it, shouldn't you be responsible to the end? I have become accustomed to relying on you. If you die, who will you be?" Help me wash my hair, who will help me tidy up? Who can smile and comfort me when I am angry, and who can make me truly trust and make me believe that he will never harm me?"

Seeing her pouting and joking face, Xiao Qian raised his brows and became more relaxed.He leaned back with his arms around her, leaning his back against the hard and cold wall, and gently ran his palms along her hair.

"Fool! You'll meet someone better..."

Mo Jiu's eyes were bright, but there was a trace of concentration in them.

"But none of them are you."

"Ah Jiu..." Xiao Qian's throat choked up, and he could barely speak.

"Xiao Liulang, don't you know? It happened at just the right time, it just fit each other's lives, just when I had the courage to love, I fell in love, just when I wanted to find someone to be with, I got together... Then, he appeared, and he can never be replaced again."

He looked at her quietly and said nothing.

The corners of Mo Jiu's lips parted, and he added word by word.

"Anyone, not at all."

Usually, the two of them never like to say too nasty things, and occasionally they would exchange a few words of irony, especially Mo Jiu. But, what kind of bullshit love is there in this world? I really have to rely on some man, and I can't live without him...

But the fact is, some people really seep into life.

(End of this chapter)