Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 87

Meng Lingkuang faintly evoked a smile. The first second he saw Shang Mo, he felt his eyes light up and his spirit shook. At this moment, Shang Mo completely lost his usual hostility, only the most primitive and clear With her aura, the figure she swirled in the air was surprising, as if she had released a dazzling brilliance in an instant, illuminating the dark night.

Just when Shang Mo's malicious little hand was about to touch Meng Lingkuang's silver moon mask, Meng Lingkuang smiled helplessly, and he still stood where he was, gently holding Shang Mo with one hand and attacking With his small hand, the other hand firmly held Shang Mo's light body that rushed towards him.

The moment Shang Mo saw Meng Lingkuang, he had already dissipated his fierce offensive. Naturally, at this moment, Meng Lingkuang easily caught him and fell directly into his arms.

"Brother Lingkuang!" Shang Mo was overjoyed, and immediately hugged Meng Lingkuang's neck with both hands, and didn't feel that he should blush just being held in his arms. Shang Mo has always been so brazen...

"You girl!" Meng Lingkang chuckled helplessly. Although he always knew that Shang Mo was still alive, he was still very worried about her situation before that. Seeing that she is not only fine, but can also rush towards her alive and well, His hanging heart finally settled down, it's fine.

Meng Lingkuang put Shang Mo on the ground. At this time, the little fox suddenly jumped up on Shang Mo's shoulder, and the hair all over his body exploded. He stared at Meng Lingkuang who suddenly caught Shang Mo. He thought Shang Mo couldn't beat this stranger and was bullied by him.

"Senior Spirit Beast, brother Lingkuang didn't bully me." Shang Mo smiled and comforted the little fox on his shoulder who was about to jump out and fight Meng Lingkuang.

Hearing what Shang Mo said, the little fox turned around suspiciously, with its big round eyes, tilted its head, swept away its suspicions, and returned to its silly grinning grin. Seeing that Shang Mo hadn't encountered any enemies , the little young fox jumped into the water again, thumping and playing by himself.

Looking at Meng Lingkuang's smiling eyes, Shang Mo's eyes still fell on the silver moon mask on Meng Lingkuang's face. For some reason, although the mask he wanted to take off brother Lingkuang just now was not real, but the one just now The moment when the hand that wanted to take off the mask was held by brother Lingkuang, Shang Mo became more persistent than ever before, always itching in his heart, why did brother Lingkuang wear a mask, even for her, he couldn't take off the mask Are you honest?
Seeing Shang Mo's slightly aggrieved expression, Meng Lingkuang's dark and deep eyes moved, and they were very complicated, distressed, guilty, helpless, spoiled, all kinds of emotions were intertwined in it, making it hard to see. Understand.

"Mo'er..." Meng Ling opened his mouth wildly, but finally said nothing.

Shang Mo always knew how much brother Ling Kuang gave her up, and even spoiled her to the point of lawlessness. Shang Mo opened those big bright eyes, which were full of childish flattery and expectation , she hugged Meng Lingkuang's arm: "Brother Lingkuang, can you take off the mask for Mo'er?"

Meng Lingkuang looked deeply at Shang Mo's clear pupils full of anticipation. Meng Lingkuang, who was always calm and indifferent, his tall and straight body trembled slightly, and froze in place.

Although Shang Mo was fierce and arrogant in front of people, but this layer of fierceness has faded at this moment, she is just a young girl who has not faded away. She tilts her head, like a child looking eagerly at the candied haws that is about to get her hands. Now locked Meng Lingkang's thoughts with two burning eyes, although she didn't talk nonsense anymore, but those eyes clearly said: "Brother Lingkang, if you don't promise me, I will snot and cry Oh howling!"

Meng Lingkuang's dark eyes stared at her, and he opened his mouth. The voice seemed to be stuck in his throat and it was difficult to utter. Through the mask, Shang Mo couldn't see the change in his face, but the light from those pair of eyes had no effect on her. With her defensive eyes, she noticed Brother Lingkuang's ever-changing emotions.

Ok?Why did Brother Ling Kuang have such a strange expression when she mentioned facing him? Is it because he was afraid that she would see his face, or... see through his heart?
"Brother Lingkuang?" Shang Mo snorted. She bent her lips and shook Meng Lingkuang's arm. She repeated her request again, but this time, her voice suddenly changed again. Surprisingly serious, from the heart: "Brother Lingkuang, Mo'er wants to see you."

"Mo'er..." His voice was a little hoarse, and his stiff body was still in such a tight state. At this moment, his dark eyes slowly moved away, and his eyes seemed to be vaguely dodging: "No matter who I am, What do you look like, I will always be Mo'er's mad brother, I will protect you and cherish you..."

Shang Mo's shining eyes trembled faintly, and gradually dimmed, showing disappointment.

Brother Lingkuang, don’t you want to, even if it’s to her, you can’t be honest with each other, or, in fact, her weight in Brother Lingkuang’s heart is not enough for him to show her everything about him, his ideals without reservation , his suffering, all his...

"Mo'er..." Seeing Shang Mo's radiant little face suddenly darken, disappointment and grievance gradually climbed into her clear pupils, his heart suddenly ached, seeing her expression like this, he would not be able to help Feeling sorry for her restraintly, but he can't do this, even if she will be disappointed, if she sees the face under his mask, the consequences will be uncontrollable, and the harm she will suffer will be far higher At this moment, he bluntly refused, he couldn't bear...

"Brother Lingkuang, there will be such a day, right?" Shang Mo thought for a while, and immediately pulled out an incomparably bright smile: "There will be a day when Brother Lingkuang can regard Mo'er as a person who can be trusted. For Moer, brother Ling Kuang will not have any difficulties, he doesn’t need to bear everything alone, he will be willing to share with Moer, willing to face it with Moer, right?”

Seeing Shang Mo's rekindled hope, Meng Lingkuang couldn't bear to let the bleak brilliance of disappointment appear on such a high-spirited young face again. He paused, nodded with a smile, and raised one hand to pamper him Rubbing her hair that was still dripping: "I will protect you no matter what."

Even at the cost of his life, he fell into a situation where there was no end to redemption.

Of course, he didn't say the latter sentence, he just looked at her with gentler, deeper, and firmer eyes.

This sentence is so familiar, Shang Mo's heart suddenly bumped, the same words are so familiar, someone has said this to her before, or is it what she said?
—Brother Yan, don't worry, I will protect you for the rest of your life.

(End of this chapter)