The gentleness of the mysterious evil prince

Chapter 68
Seeing her laughing, Jimo Wuxuan also laughed and asked softly, "What are you laughing at?"

She quickly withdrew her smile and replied awkwardly, "No, it's nothing."

After answering, she still felt a little embarrassed because her face was hot, and she was afraid that he would see something, so she found another topic and said, seeing the beautiful moonlight outside the window, I felt it, "The moonlight tonight is so beautiful."

He looked out the window pleasingly, and he, who had never felt moonlight before, felt that the moonlight was beautiful at this moment, and responded: "Indeed, it is beautiful."

"Hey, has anyone told you that you really look good when you smile?"

His face darkened, and he reminded her seriously, "I don't call 'Hi'."

No matter how many times I've said it, it's really annoying that she still calls him that.

"It's just a title, why bother?"

"A title can mean many things."

"Then what do you want me to call you?"

"Call me by name."

"Jimo Wuxuan."

Qian Diewu really called Jimo Wuxuan by his full name, but Jimo Wuxuan felt weird when he heard it, his brows were frowned, and he really didn't know what was wrong.

When she called Mo Feiyu's name directly, he felt angry, and even envied Feiyu, but when she called him by his name, why did he still feel that it was not enough, as if something was missing?
"I've already called you by your name, are you still not satisfied?" Qian Diewu saw that Jimo Wuxuan was frowning, and knew that he was dissatisfied without asking, so she simply asked, "Then what do you want me to call you?" you?"

A title can cause so many problems, in the whole world, I am afraid that he is the only one.

"I don't know." Jimo Wuxuan answered in confusion, he really didn't know, because he hadn't found the problem yet.

"You really have a weird temper and are extremely difficult to get along with. You have to care about even a small problem of addressing. No wonder everyone is afraid of you."

"Then you, are you afraid of me?"

"I'm almost killed by you, do you think you're afraid?"

"Feel sorry."

Qian Diewu thought there was something wrong with her ears, but when she heard Jimo Wuxuan apologizing to her, she was very surprised, sat up suddenly, looked at him with wide eyes, and asked in surprise: "What did you just say?"

Jimo Wuxuan sneered slightly, not feeling any embarrassment, and said again, "Sorry."

He did owe her an apology.

"Do you have a fever?" She touched his forehead with her hand to see if he had burned his head. It turned out that his body temperature was normal, which was very puzzling. "I don't have a fever. Could it be that I took the wrong medicine?"

If it wasn't for taking the wrong medicine, why did he suddenly seem like a different person?
He pulled her hand away from his forehead, and said seriously: "I don't have a fever, and I haven't taken the wrong medicine. I, Jimo Wuxuan, am a person with clear grievances. If I owe anyone anything, I will definitely repay it. I owe it to you." You apologize, so it's normal to say 'sorry' to you, don't be surprised."

"It's much easier to get along with you now, and I don't have to be afraid that you will suddenly pinch my neck or my chin."

Did he think that he would often suddenly pinch her neck and choke her jaw?
It seems that these things have happened.

Thinking of the past, Jimo Wuxuan felt deeply guilty, stretched out his hand, touched Qiandiewu's chin lightly, and asked distressedly: "Does it still hurt?"

Qian Diewu was shocked, her cheeks suddenly felt very hot, she retracted her body slightly, lowered her head shyly, and replied softly, "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Today's him made her heart thump wildly. She knew it was a sign of heartbeat. Could it be that she was moved by him?
Probably too soon.

But now he is really attractive.

Qian Diewu's retreat made Jimo Wuxuan feel a little displeased, but he didn't insist on touching her, but asked in a low voice: "You hate me?"

If not annoying, why resist his touch so much?

Qian Diewu's cheeks flushed, she turned her head away, concealed the beating in her heart, and said calmly: "At this moment, yours is not really annoying."

In other words, the man he was at that time - I hate him.

When Jimo Wuxuan got this answer, his heart sank, his face sank, he didn't say anything, he took his hands back, sat upright, fell into deep thought, recalling what he had done to her before, thinking about it now, it's really quite shocking People hate it, no wonder she.

Qian Diewu saw that Jimo Wuxuan did not speak, his face was not very good-looking, and there was an imperceptible sadness in his eyes, so he made her feel a little distressed, knowing that he was thinking about sad things, so she found another Talking about the topic, help him divert his thoughts, "Hey, Jimo Wuxuan, it's night, and you should distract the people nearby, right?"

"So what?" Jimo Wuxuan asked indifferently, retracted his thoughts, and looked at the woman in front of him suspiciously, unable to guess what she wanted to do?
But this time, he was barely satisfied with how she called him. Although there was still a word 'Hi', she also called him by his name.

"Since there's no one around, can you do me a favor?"

"What are you busy with?"

"I haven't been on the roof to watch the moon for a long time. You are a martial artist, so you should be a little light. Take me to the roof, okay?"

For this request, he was a little unwilling to help, and reprimanded her coldly, "You are not in good health, why go to the roof to watch the moon?"

"Do you just want to answer yes or no?"

"not good."

"Then I'll go find the ladder by myself." Qian Diewu had already made up her mind, she did what she said, she got out of bed and put on her shoes, and said she was going to find a ladder, but in fact she was just trying to scare someone and make someone compromise.

A joke, in the middle of the night, where did she tell her to find a ladder?
If he really cared about her, he would definitely agree to her little request.

"You..." Jimo Wuxuan was really at a loss, seeing that she was able to get out of bed and put on her shoes, her complexion improved a little, so she agreed, "Okay."

Facing her, it seemed difficult for him to refuse her request.

"It seems that you are not an unreasonable person. I will wait for you outside the door first." She happily praised him, then went out, opened the door, looked out, and found that it was quiet outside. , there was no one, and then turned around and said softly to him: "There is no one outside, don't worry."

He didn't respond, just smiled coldly, and then walked out the door.

Qian Diewu stood outside the door waiting for Jimo Wuxuan, looked up at the high roof, and sighed: "This roof seems to be too high, if you fall from it, it's no joke."

Jimo Wuxuan just came out, heard what Qian Diewu said, and said coldly: "Since you are afraid, then don't go up."

"Since you're already here, why don't you go up?" She answered cleverly, looked at the moon in the sky, and continued, "I'm already prepared, and with your skills, it shouldn't be a big problem to drive me up to the roof alone. Don’t fall off halfway through the flight, when the time comes, the injury will be minor, but the loss will be major.”

Hearing her humorous words, his mood improved a lot without knowing it, and he stared at her without moving, always feeling that she was trying to make him happy on purpose.

She said that he is different tonight, so why isn't she?He seemed to see her caring about him again.

"Hey, why are you in a daze, send me up, are you really afraid of falling in the middle of the flight?" Qian Diewu saw that Jimo Wuxuan was not moving, so she urged him to try to speak humorously, Make him happy.

She doesn't like the sadness in his eyes, and doesn't want him to remember the sad past alone. If he didn't have happy memories in the past, he can create them now.

Strange, did she take the wrong medicine tonight? Why is she always thinking about him?
not understand.

When Qian Diewu was in a state of confusion, she suddenly put an arm around her waist and flew her up to the roof. Although it was only a brief suspension, she was still startled.

Jimo Wuxuan took Qiandiewu to the roof, put her down gently, and let her go after she stood still, because he was worried that she would fall, so he didn't dare to take it lightly, and always paid attention.

"It really came up to the roof, and it fell before flying halfway, ha ha!" Qian Diewu was very excited, and she was a little scared at first. Slowly squatting down, sitting on the roof tiles, looking at the starry night sky, said emotionally: "Sitting at a higher place to look at the moon, the feeling is different."

After finishing speaking, he found that Jimo Wuxuan was still standing, so he patted the seat next to him lightly with his hand, and invited him, "Sit down, it's also a very happy thing to have someone to accompany you to watch the stars."

Jimo Wuxuan had never done such a thing before, and no one had ever invited him like this, because he was too surprised, it took him a long time to react, he squatted down slowly, sat next to her, and watched the stars with her.

He is a person who doesn't like the night. For him, the night is a world of killing and conspiracy. As long as the night comes, any intrigue will follow, so he hates the night.

But tonight, he felt that the night was very beautiful, dotted with stars, twinkling and twinkling, and the silver moonlight filled the earth, as if covering the night with a thin layer of silver veil, no killings or conspiracy disappeared, and some were just The light breeze and the long starry sky.

How long has he not looked at the night sky?
After Jimo Wuxuan sat down, he didn't say a word, and stayed there coldly. Qiandiewu had no choice but to find a way to break the silence, looked at the stars in the sky, and asked softly: "Has anyone told you that the people on the roof The moon and the stars are the most beautiful?"

"No." Jimo Wuxuan replied coldly, staring at the starry sky in a daze, and secretly recorded this unique feeling clearly.

He likes this feeling.

"When I used to be in a bad mood, I would go to the roof to look at the moon, count the stars, and tell the stars and the moon what I was unhappy about. After talking, my mood improved. Especially after coming to this strange world, I go on the roof a lot, almost every night."

(End of this chapter)