Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 976 The 181-meter-deep pit is suspected to be love (5)
Women's sensitivity, sometimes, really makes it difficult for science to explain.

Mo Jiu didn't seem to say anything, but Piansheng Tatamin seemed to understand everything.

She glanced at Mo Jiu in suspicion, she pursed her lips, and after a moment of silence, she withdrew her gaze and looked down at the rough clothes on herself that she had put on to eat roast mutton, she frowned in dissatisfaction, asked her in a low voice.

"May I change a suit of clothes before leaving?"

Mo Jiu smiled lightly, "It's up to you."

The two returned to the tent together, followed by countless nervous guards.

The snow was still falling, but the camp was very quiet.

Most of the Nan Rong soldiers went out to meet the enemy, and it seemed that they were the only ones left to patrol the camp.

In this silence that is incompatible with the war, Tatamin changed into her "blood red" clothes in the tent, just like the day when Mo Jiu first met her, her wide and long robe was swaying On the ground, the brocade-like black hair hangs down like a waterfall, and in the middle of her forehead, there is a fiery red figure of a falcon, like a burning fire, which makes her sharp-edged facial features extremely sharp.But with her well-groomed outfit, fragrant fragrance, and exquisite makeup, she seemed not to be a hostage at all, but to go on a lover's date.

"Mo Jiu, do me a little favor."

After she finished speaking lightly, she turned her head to look at Mo Jiu, her eyes were so soft that there was no trace of hostility.

Mo Jiu was startled, and suddenly thought of Xiao Qian's "help" earlier, and shrugged his shoulders amusingly.

"Help for what? Tell me, I am the most willing to help."

Tatamin spread out her tightly clenched palms, holding a delicate flower in her palm, "Help me put this flower on my temples, I can't wear it well no matter what."

It was a fiery red flower, made of silk, the craftsman's skill was very good, and the petals were so lifelike that it could almost be mistaken for the real one.Mo Jiu looked down for a while, and suddenly remembered that this flower seemed to have never been worn by Tatamin, and the flower was too big. If it was worn on Tatamin's hair, would it look awkward and inappropriate?
She held the flower in her fingers and glanced at it again.

"Wearing this... doesn't look good, does it?"

"No problem!" Tatamin said in a deep voice, "I like it."

"Oh, as long as you like it." Mo Jiu doesn't care what flowers people want to wear, and if her opinion is not accepted, she will just let it go.Looking left and right at the weird hairstyle on Tatamin's head, she chose a position and inserted that dazzling flower into her hair.

But when she inserted it, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey! Not bad!"

Contrary to what she expected, the flower nestled in Tatamin's hair obediently, making her look different.

Atmospheric, enchanting, and bright, it is obviously more feminine, and there is a look that she can't describe.

Mo Jiu tilted his head to look at her face, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, you can only know if it fits you by trying it."

"Whether it is suitable or not is not only known by trying, but also only you know." Tatamin took her words, as if talking about the relationship between flowers and people, but after careful taste, between the lines, it seems that not only Refers to flowers and people.

He touched his forehead and thought for a moment, Mo Jiu was about to ask again, but Tata Min was the first to lift the hem of his skirt out.

"Let's go, don't make them wait any longer."

She didn't ask where Mo Jiu was taking her, or even what he was going to do, but just followed her calmly, which made Mo Jiu a little depressed.She doesn't like to be passive everywhere, but at this moment, in front of the Seventh Princess wearing a big red corolla, she suddenly felt a little helpless, strange, and couldn't bear to brush her off.

(End of this chapter)