Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1102: Pit Depth 203 Meters, Prince Beimeng (1)
Once Chi Xi and Chuang Bei left, only Mo Jiu and Xiao Changsi were left in the room.

Although Mo Jiulai's purpose is very simple, looking at the steaming bowl of soup, and Xiao Changsi's look of a gentleman who was "served" by her when he looked at her, reminded her of that incident all of a sudden. Something bad is coming.

... Ming Media is getting married.

She is the wife he is marrying.

So how can we not have this relationship?

right!Let him divorce her.

After thinking about it, Mo Jiu became excited again, even when he went to get the soup bowl, his mood was different.

As long as you can convince him, what's the point of serving him with medicine?
"Old Xiao..." Mo Jiu softened his voice, imitating the way of hitting Xixi, stirred the soup with a spoon, tried the bowl wall and felt that the temperature was not hot, just now he pulled the chair closer, and sat on the head of Xiao Changsi's bed, Passing the bowl over, with a smile on his mouth, "Come on, try it, be careful it's hot."

Since she entered the room, her expression has been changing.

At this moment, it is only a blink of an eye from being aggrieved to being warm and considerate.

Xiao Changsi blinked his eyelids, and glanced at her in confusion, instead of picking up the bowl, he just said.

"Hey!"

"..."

Mo Jiu's tooth socket was a little itchy, but thinking of his great mission and plan, he didn't bother to bother with him about such trivial matters.With the bowl in hand, she handed the medicine to his mouth, but the guy still didn't open his mouth, lying weakly, peeking at her, with that expression as if he was going to die in a second, pathetic and authentic.

"You help!"

"..."

If he wasn't a patient, Mo Jiu really wanted to pour medicine on him.

"Old Xiao, you are such a big man, why can't you make a move by yourself?"

"I can't move." His voice was a little soft, a little soft, coupled with his thin appearance, and his hideous and pitiful face, it was difficult for anyone to refuse such a simple request.

... Mo Jiu is no exception.

Thinking about Xiao Changsi's suffering since his illness, she felt sympathy.

"All right, all right, you are the master!"

One hand wrapped around his shoulder, and she pulled him hard to help him drink the medicine, but this master who was alive and well in the tomb before seemed to be a real cartilaginous animal, and his body didn't cooperate with her strength at all. Forget it, as soon as Mo Jiu exerted strength, his whole body leaned towards her, leaning on her body with most of his body.

"... Beloved wife, I'm the one who hurt you."

The words are sweet and cute...

Oh no, it's not a good name.

Mo Jiu raised her eyebrows and said with a serious face, "Old Xiao, there is something I want to discuss with you."

With a soft grunt, Xiao Changsi squinted his eyes slightly as if he couldn't stand the light, "Take the medicine first."

Mo Jiu looked at him, he seemed to be easy to talk to, his eyes were bright, so he didn't stick to trifles.Half embracing him, she brought the medicine bowl to his mouth, probably because her action was too eager, and he let out a low "hiss", with a look of pain on his face.Mo Jiu looked down strangely, thinking that even if he was a man, he shouldn't hurt him, right?
"Where is your pain? Could it be an injury?" she asked.

"Not at all." Xiao Changsi didn't go to serve the bowl, but took Mo Jiu's hand like a master, and drank the medicine one mouthful at a time. His elegant appearance, if not for his face being too intrusive to the aesthetics, would have been pleasing to the eye. man.

Oh, what a pity!

After he finished drinking, Mo Jiu handed over the white silk that Xi Xi had prepared and put on the tray.

"Wipe your mouth."

Xiao Changsi raised his head, the corners of his lips tugged slightly.

(End of this chapter)