Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 509 The pit is 102 meters deep, marry me (3)
Mo Jiu sat facing him, unknowingly examining his side face, and the complex emotions that seemed to be a little impetuous in the indifferent, slowly squinted his eyes, and asked with a "ah", "Xiao Xiao?" Liulang, you came to me just to stare at me?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, she bent her lips and eased her tone, "Go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, Xiao Liulang, just speak up if you have something to say. There is no need to cover up like this between you and me."

Probably her words "between you and me" made Xiao Qian feel comfortable, his brows loosened, and suddenly he asked, "What is he here for?"

"He's coming..." Mo Jiu replied casually, but thinking about it, she didn't know what Dong Ji was going to do here, and she forgot to ask him what he was going to do, so she pursed her lips and raised her chin to stare at him, " Why should I tell you? What does it matter to you if he comes to me? Uncle, you are really interesting, why are you so concerned about your sister-in-law? "

He lowered his eyebrows, "Don't get too close to him."

"I went to you for something in those two days. Didn't you say you were sick? I thought you couldn't get up from the couch. Now, which rock did you jump out of?"

"..." He holds tea, "Slight illness, healed."

"What are you avoiding? Do you have ghosts in your heart? Hey, don't you also have nightmares?"

"..." With a puff, Xiao Qian spat out a mouthful of tea.The two were chatting together, not on the same channel, Xiao Qian looked very tired, stretched out his hands to rub his temples, and the expression on his face was extremely exciting.

Mo Jiu sighed, "You dumb gourd, if you are half as good at talking as Dong Ji..."

Frowning tightly, Xiao Qian suddenly put down the teacup, without saying a word, he got up and was about to leave. The emotion on his face was like dark clouds, his brows were heavy, and when he passed in front of Mo Jiu, he was dressed in a light cloak. It floated up lightly, bringing the cold wind straight to Mo Jiu's face.

Without saying a word, Mo Jiu grabbed the corner of his cloak.

"One more step, I'm really angry."

When Mo Jiu is angry, he will be possessed by "Master Jiu".After all, she is not a delicate flower raised in a boudoir. Most of the women from modern times have the habits of a female man. She was like a little daughter-in-law who was angry with a man, and she had to be dumb, sullen, and swallowed her tears, but she didn't dare to ask more questions.

This man has a bad temper, she has to train him well.

Xiao Qian didn't take a step forward.

A fierce "Lao Tzu" made him raise his eyebrows in surprise, and stared at her like he was looking at a monster.That expression of not being able to believe that she would be so vulgar caused Mo Jiu's self-esteem to suffer another [-] points of damage.She narrowed her eyes and said with a cold voice, "But since you're here, I absolutely won't let you go easily. There are some things, I think we'd better explain them face to face."

When she came out of the organ room, she had a new understanding of many things she couldn't understand.

Firstly, Fang Jiran's inexplicable sentence that day, "You don't need protection", and secondly, the testimony of eight elder monks from the Mo family, Shang Ya, convinced her that Fang Jiran had indeed opened the Shenlong Mountain's sacrificing platform. It is the fact.She won't take it for granted because of an existing fact. The revolutionary adultery she made with Xiao Liulang in the haystack three times made her subconsciously still willing to believe in this man.The two of them were so ambiguous that they were too sour. At first, they were a little bit cautious of a little girl, but after a long time, she couldn't hold it back.One size fits all, it's best to make it clear.

The two looked at each other quietly.

In the rippling eyes, there is me in your eyes, and you in my eyes.

(End of this chapter)