Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 510 The pit is 102 meters deep, marry me (4)
For a moment, Mo Jiu felt that there was affection in Xiao Liulang's eyes.

"Follow me!" His deep voice came from the top of his head. Before Mo Jiu recovered, his wrist tightened and he held it tightly.He dragged her out generously, with a steady posture and firm steps, just like that day when he dragged her down from Tianyin Mountain.The palm was warm, and the cool and delicate fragrance of mint rolled into the nose. Mo Jiu was slightly absent-minded, and without thinking, he stepped out.

The two stood one behind the other, with their hands intertwined.But as soon as he left the door of the living room, Xiao Qian let go of his hand and strode ahead without looking back.Mo Jiu stared at his back, startled slightly, and then saw Yuanyang and Jade standing by the door.

Mo Jiu didn't think there was anything wrong with that flashing glance, but the two maidservants were astonished—they actually saw Xiao Qian holding Mo Jiu's hand.

The younger brother-in-law dragged the older sister-in-law, which was shocking enough.

What's more, this Xiao Shijun is still famous for "Women should not come near"?
The two of them were in a daze, their cheeks were flushed, and there was a feeling of embarrassment for breaking someone's adultery.But Mo Jiu didn't feel embarrassed, just smiled at them lightly, then followed Xiao Qian in big strides, heading for the backyard.

In her heart, the existence of that husband-in-law Xiao Changsi whom she only saw through the curtain was too weak. Most of the time, she couldn't think of him at all.She even almost forgot that she had already promised someone.After all, she is not Mo Jiuer, she is just Mo Jiu, from the modern Mo Jiu.

Going out from the back door of the small courtyard, there is a small pond with bamboos planted beside the pond and a pavilion facing the water.The houses of the ancients were very close to mountains and rivers, especially for large families. Even where there was no running water, stagnant water would be introduced into them, forming a Fengshui-style residence with mountains and water.

At this moment, the pond is very quiet, especially around the pavilion, like a sea of ​​bamboo forests, trembling in the cold wind, also blocking the sight of the outside, making the pavilion dim, but also extraordinarily quiet.

Along the way, in order to avoid the eyes of others, Xiao Qian walked dozens of steps faster than Mo Jiu. Mo Jiu hung far behind him, one in front and one in back. It felt like he was avoiding people on a date. , It also made Mo Jiu's heart pounding, and his ears turned red for no reason.

When she entered the pavilion from the bamboo forest, Xiao Qian was already sitting firmly on the pavilion railing.

"Uncle, are you good at choosing places? Not bad, not bad." Mo Jiu looked around, then walked to the side of the pavilion facing the water, and bent down to look at the pond outside the pavilion.The water is clear, and there are swimming fish swaying their tails in the pond. She picked up a yellow fallen leaf on the pavilion railing and threw it into the pond casually. Seeing the swimming fish bite, she couldn't help squinting and smiling, and then sighed softly, "What a treat!" where the affair lies."

Xiao Qian's shoulders were slightly stiff, but she turned around again.

"Are you going to say it first, or am I going to say it first?"

In Xiao Qian's eyes, there seemed to be waves swaying, "You are talking."

Mo Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of her lips, and her smile widened a little bit more than before.Having known each other for so long, Xiao Liulang always has a lukewarm temperament, and everything in the world seems to be difficult to catch his eyes, and it is rare to be humorous.

She sighed with a smile, and sat quietly beside him, just like him, slowly looking at the water in front of her.

For a long time, neither of them spoke, but during this quiet time, her mood gradually became peaceful.The tired, weary heart that seemed to be in shackles also regained its indifference.

"You should tell me first, what are you looking for me for?"

"Something." He replied.

"..." Is such an answer called an answer?

(End of this chapter)