Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 88

--it is good.

She also said the same thing before, she flew onto a thin back, hugged the gentle and immortal young man with her two small arms, and swore similar words in his ear, the young man seemed to be attracted by her She laughed, shook her head helplessly, but replied her with a very light "good".

It's a pity that the boy in my memory is gone, she never fulfilled her promise, and she didn't have the chance to let Brother Yan see her now, if Brother Yan is still there, if he is still...

Now she has the ability to protect Brother Yan, and soon, soon she will be able to do it, and send all those who have hurt Brother Yan to hell. She came back like a presumptuous devil, and soon after , she can do it, stand on the highest peak, trample everyone under her feet, look down on everyone, and look down on them.

She even has the ability to avenge Brother Yan's death and owe the blood debt to Chu Zong. They will pay it off one by one soon!

It's a pity that Brother Yan can't see it...

Shang Mo's heart throbbed suddenly, he raised his head in astonishment, met those extremely deep black eyes, and paused for a moment, the moment of absent-mindedness in her eyes gradually faded away, and she recovered her former look, she smiled, with an incomparably warm feeling Smile: "OK."

His hand rubbing her hair froze for a moment in the air, and the next second it was normal again.

Seeing her momentary loss of consciousness, he only felt more and more distressed in his heart. He always wanted to protect her, but he never thought that her choice was beyond his control. She gave up her comfortable and free life, resolutely, So persistently, he embarked on this path, but he couldn't do anything, not even Sui she wished to take off the mask in front of her.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight side by side, nor that he doesn't want to be honest with her, but it's too dangerous. Involving her in his affairs will kill her at any time, and he can't afford to bet.

Shang Mo blinked, then yawned lazily, with tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

Meng Lingkuang smiled faintly, looking at this sleepy little face, all her emotions were unsuspectingly revealed on her fair face, those eyes that were always shrewd were filled with water vapor at this moment, I don't know where the throbbing came from, he He raised her hand involuntarily, and gently pulled her into his arms. He was really tall, but Shang Mo was at best a girl under fifteen and a half years old, and he really looked like a child in his arms.

Shang Mo's drowsy little face suddenly woke up because of this sudden hug, a touch of excitement suddenly appeared in his beautiful eyes, smelling the peaceful aura on his body, his strong arms locked her in love and affection. In his arms, Shang Mo was suddenly dumbfounded, and slowly his face turned red, and he didn't dare to move.

It's not that she has never hugged Brother Lingkuang before, but this is the first time that Brother Lingkuang has embraced her suddenly...

Seeing her suddenly stiff back, Meng Lingkang froze for a moment, the involuntary moment was gradually replaced by rationality, his dark eyes trembled, if it wasn't covered by that mask, Shang Mo would definitely find that she was always calm Brother Lingkuang, unnaturally, turned slightly red at this time.

"Ling... Brother Ling Kuang?"

When he came back to his senses, Meng Lingkuang shook his head with a faint smile, loosened his arms around her, and smiled dotingly as usual: "Silly girl, I'll take you home."

"Yeah." Shang Mo nodded with a blushing face. Monk Zhang Er was really confused, but it was just a hug. Why did she blush this time...

The night is as cool as water, adding a touch of refreshment to this summer.

Under the moonlight, in the quiet valley, Shang Mo was lying on the back of the tall and handsome man. He carried her on his back, and walked very calmly step by step, afraid that the little thing lying on his back would feel the slightest discomfort.

"Mo'er, I don't want you to go to the Covenant of Sovereign Valley." His voice was still light and pleasant, but he couldn't hear the emotion of the speaker.

Shang Mo hugged Meng Lingkuang's neck tighter, and greedily buried his face deep into his neck like a child, his cool little face pressed against his warm neck, rubbing against him like a kitten. Cengceng: "Brother Lingkuang, it's okay, Mo'er has that confidence, they should be the ones who should worry about their own safety. Brother Lingkuang, you know me, I have worked hard, very hard these few years..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and her speech became more and more incoherent, as if she was tired.

Sighing lightly, Meng Lingkang only said softly, "Go to sleep."

Shang Mo was indeed very tired, the night was very late, her head rested on Meng Lingkang's shoulder, she was indeed a person who knew how to enjoy life, if she could be carried on her back, she would never walk.

After taking a bath, she was refreshed, and at this moment, she relaxed her whole body and mind, and yawned loudly, like a baby who was sleeping extremely peacefully, with her head resting on his shoulder, and drowsiness hit her.

"Brother Lingkuang, in fact, Mo'er doesn't want you to protect me like a pearl in your palm. I just hope that I can become a sharp sword in your hand, fight side by side with you, share your glory and pain, and not hide anything. Let's be honest." Shang Mo said in a daze, as if he was talking in his sleep, or rubbing his ears together.

Meng Lingkang paused in his steps, but Shang Mo didn't notice Meng Lingkang's reaction.

The little fox followed behind the two of them, extremely wronged, but still hopped around obediently with his short legs.

Meng Lingkuang knew that although Shang Mo didn't say anything today, she was still disappointed because of his refusal.

"Mo'er, when you reach Ji, I will..." His voice was low, extremely pleasant, as if it had disappeared into the wind before the people on his back heard it: "Let you Take off the mask with your own hands, as you wish."

Shang Mo, who was clearly asleep, still curled up the corners of his mouth when he heard these words, she heard...

Brother Lingkuang made her an appointment with Ji, soon, she will be 15 years old soon, when the time comes, she can take off the mask on Brother Lingkuang's face with her own hands, and treat each other honestly...

The purple bamboo forest is getting closer and closer. In the open space in front of the bamboo house, there is a huge stone. A man in a light gray long gown is lying on his back to enjoy the coolness. It is such a summer night that he is lying here, looking up. It is a lush purple bamboo forest. Through the gaps, you can see the sky full of stars, and there is the sound of gurgling water in your ears. The breeze is cool and refreshing, which is very refreshing.

Because of Shang Mo, the small bamboo house was naturally taken over by guests. As long as the weather is good, this big rock will be poor Yun Yang's bed, but Shang Mo's little brother is not in the house tonight, and even the spirit beast is not there. not there.

(End of this chapter)