Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1209 The pit is 225 meters deep, fire, fire, fire

Chapter 1209 The pit is 225 meters deep, fire, fire, fire (2)
Xiao Changsi carried Mo Jiu on his back, and went north and west to support him, while the lunatic was nagging, jumping up and down in fear, dragging Wanyan Xiu to death and never letting go, which made Wanyan Xiu angry, twisted, and swearing at her mother all the time ——He was such a good king, how did he become a nanny?

If it wasn't for the guy who might be Song Ao, he would have strangled him to death first.

"Rokuro... where is this..."

Mo Jiuhuang was tied up on Xiao Changsi's back unsteadily, dizzy from the bumps, in his half-closed vision, there were shadows and blurs, and he couldn't see anything clearly, while the man next to him had his back Her body was covered in hot sweat, which passed through her clothes as if being soaked by rain, making her too hot as if she would be melted at any moment.

"Well...I'm so uncomfortable..."

God knows, she would rather remain in a coma.

It's so uncomfortable!It's too painful!
Her body, which was already so hot that it scratched her heart and lungs, was scorched by the flames, her internal organs seemed to be covered with fire, and the cloud rain gu that had been hidden for a long time seemed to be revived in an instant, screaming maniacally in her body, trying to dominate her body The nerves are more fierce than ever before.

Even though Mo Jiu didn't know the complete toxicity of Yun丨Rain Gu, or what the ultimate consequence of Cloud丨Rain Gu would be, he was deeply afraid...afraid that this time, he would no longer be able to control himself and would fall into a trap. In the abyss of complete desire, unable to extricate themselves.

When people control people, they are people.

If you want to control people, you become a demon.

The so-called "strong willpower", everyone will say.

However, in practice, it is just empty talk.

"Be patient, Mo Jiu."

Xiao Changsi was comforting her.

"We got out in no time - trust me!"

He had never spoken so much before.

"I won't let anything happen to you, definitely not."

Such consolation is supposed to give strength.

But where is Mo Jiu's mind still under control?His heavy panting, sweaty body, hoarse voice, and gentle words were all the catalysts that stirred up her emotional tide, and made the sweat on her forehead drip down in big drops.

Old Xiao...?
Rokuro...?
Old Xiao...?
Rokuro...?
In fact, these two names kept swirling in her mind.

For a moment, she was lucid.

But more often, there are only sporadic and broken fragments in her mind, which makes her unable to grasp and figure it out. Everything she hears, sees, and thinks seems to be her own consciousness, which has nothing to do with the world. irrelevant...

"No! Liulang...Old Xiao?"

Suddenly anxious, suddenly excited.

Finally, she struggled desperately on Xiao Changsi's back like a bullfighting bull, and slammed his shoulders heavily with both hands, "Liu Lang, let me go, I feel bad, I feel bad."

"We're going out soon."

Xiao Changsi panted heavily, put his arm around her hip comfortingly, and patted her.

"I...can't wait soon..."

Like a fish short of water, Mo Jiu opened and closed his mouth, with some kind of longing that seemed to crawl out of his heart, he gritted his teeth, and hugged his neck tightly, as if he was looking for the sweet spring to quench his thirst, desperately trying to get it On his neck, he breathed and exhaled while kissing, and the words were hoarse.

"I want, think, I want you. Rokuro, I want to..."

Xiao Changsi's body shook slightly.

Pausing for a second, he didn't say much, and turned her head away.

"Be patient. Mo Jiu, be patient."

His voice was hoarse than hers, his panting was heavier than his.

The state of the two of them annoyed Wanyanxiu who was dragging along a lunatic.

(End of this chapter)

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