Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

As soon as Nie Jiuque stopped his hands, before opening his eyes, Wen Xiaoai's unkind questioning sounded: "What did you just do?"

Nie Jiuque looked at her, ignoring Wen Xiaoai's tight little face, and the pale lips under the mask raised a nice arc.

"you're awake."

There was a little smile in the voice, which was very nice.

"Answer me, what are you going to do?" Nie Jiuque's reaction caused Wen Xiaoai to frown at the time.

Subconsciously thought he was escaping from a guilty conscience.

"What do you think I will do?"

"You are in the cat demon clan, right?"

"..." Nie Jiuque lightly squeezed the hand hanging on his leg unconsciously, and then released it again.

"No."

"Then what's the **** smell on your body?" Apparently Wen Xiaoai didn't believe his words, and his hostility and vigilance towards him did not decrease.

"Can't it be my own?"

"..." Wen Xiaoai paused, obviously not expecting the other party to say such a sentence.

His words continued to sound: "Can't it be me who was injured? Why do you think I'm so bad?"

His voice was clearly dyed with a smile, and the look in her eyes was gentle and smiling, but Wen Xiaoai could hear so sad.

"...Then why are you hurt?"

At this moment, she couldn't think of what he would be injured because of other than the cat demon clan.

"If I said I went to save Jun Mo Yan, would you thank me?"

"What are you talking about? What happened to Jun Moyan?" Wen Xiaoai suddenly became excited.

Nie Jiuque looked at the nervousness and worry in her eyes, like swallowing a bite of glass slag.

It's hard to even speak.

"...He is fine, he is fine."

The next moment, Wen Xiaoai stood up suddenly.

"Where are you going?" Nie Jiuque reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"What are you doing? Let me go? I'm going to find him." Wen Xiaoai turned his head and stared at him.

"I said he was fine."

"I let you let go." Wen Xiaoai shook his hand, but didn't let him go.

"If you go out now, aren't you afraid of being caught by your clan and continue to marry Ye Qi?"

"..."

"He is really fine, you believe me, I asked Mo Yu to go to the human world to protect him, he will be fine."

The air was silent for a moment

"...Is it from my tribe?"

"Yes."

"..." An unspeakable sorrow and sorrow filled my heart, and Wen Xiaoai's eyes were red.

Nie Jiuque looked at Wen Xiaoai, whose head was drooping without saying a word, and his whole body was enveloped in grief.

He wanted to tell her that that person did not deserve her heartache, and that her people did not deserve her heartache.

But he can't.

He wanted to wait for her to remember everything herself, to remember all of their past.

Seeing that she seemed to have no intention of leaving, Nie Jiuque tried to let go.

"Thank you."

She suddenly said something.

The sound is a little soft.

Nie Jiuque suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her, with many thoughts in his complicated eyes.

The corners of the pale lips were pressed tightly.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Wen Xiaoai thought that the other party had not heard it clearly, or thought that his suspicion just now made the other party unwilling to accept her thanks.

So she raised her head, looked at him, and solemnly re-said: "Thank you."

Nie Jiuque's hands hanging on his legs were tight and tight, and a pair of wounded eyes locked her tightly.

"...You're welcome."

Shaking his throat, he quickly responded to her, for fear that she would say it again.

He didn't want her to thank him, especially for her to thank him for that person.