Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1094: A Pit with a Depth of 201 Meters in the Tomb Chamber (3)
The wind carried a shriek like howling ghosts and wolves, and it came from nowhere. It had no beginning or end, and it swept through everyone in the room in just a moment.

When the wind lantern landed, everyone evaded, the tomb was completely dark, and the order of the team fell into a panic in an instant. No one could see anyone, only shouting...

Mo Jiu made a "thud" sound, half lying on the edge of the iron coffin to avoid the wind, and was thinking about the origin of this evil wind, when his back suddenly sank——

Someone fell down and jumped on top of her.

The wind is so strong that it knocks people down?

Thinking this way, she sneered secretly, and was about to lift the man, but just as soon as she raised her arm, she was bound by a hand like iron pliers.

"do not move!"

Mo Jiu's ears were almost callused from hearing this voice today.

Thinking of Xiao Dalang's face that he couldn't look directly at, and thinking about him lying on her back in a very strange (flow) movement at the moment, her ears were "swish" feverish.

"Old Xiao, are you looking for death?"

In the dark wind, she felt that she was shouting very loudly, but Xiao Changsi didn't seem to hear it. He pressed down an inch and pressed his whole body against her, and took the opportunity to hug her tightly, bowing his head close her ear.

"The wind is strong, my beloved wife, don't talk!"

"Father..."

"Speak again, did I kiss you?"

His warm breath was right next to his ear, with a kind of soft panting... Mo Jiuyuan's heart was beating violently, and his breathing was not smooth.

"How dare you!" she said, "If you don't let go, believe it or not, I will really kill you?"

Xiao Changsi ignored her threats, and took out a hand to caress her cheek, "You dare to murder your husband? Don't believe me."

woohoo...

Being pressed under him, Mo Jiu was so angry that he wished to bite her to death, but he was a man with a heavy body, so he pressed her tightly, and she had no room to resist.

And in the wind, no one cared about her.

In the touch of his skin that was getting tighter and tighter, Mo Jiu had a sense of seeing that Deng Tuzi had lightened her, her body felt strangely soft and numb, and she couldn't help but exhale bitterly.

"Xiao Changsi, I, Mo Jiu, swear, if you treat me lightly again, I will..."

"Hey! How can there be frivolity? My husband is just afraid that you will be blown away by the wind—" His low voice with a smile came from her ear, and even the body that was pressing on her turned sideways, She was left with a little room to move, but suppressed her limbs, hooked her chin with an ambiguous gesture, and asked teasingly: "However, if a loving wife insists on being frivolous, you can also be a husband." Reluctantly—”

After finishing speaking, he pecked superficially at the corner of her lips.

"It's so frivolous, okay?"

Mo Jiuxiang was stung in the face by a bee, his head exploded with a "boom", he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Changsi, don't take my words as wind on your ears—"

"Yes!" He scratched her nose and smiled dotingly, "I take it as an imperial decree."

"...Xiao, Chang, Si." She stopped bickering, but struggled, "Get out of here!"

"Tell you not to move!" He controlled her, his body was completely close to her back, and his palms slowly stroked from her shoulders to her neck, touching her soft and thin skin, and finally suppressed the torrent. blood... But in the hoarse voice, there was still an inexplicable gasp, her breathing quickened, and her emotions were intense.

"If you move around again, I will do something bad?"

Going to do something bad?What's wrong?
Mo Jiu realized what he was pointing at, and was so angry that he could almost hear the turbulent airflow in his chest, which was louder than the wind—oh, no, the wind had stopped.

(End of this chapter)