Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1217 The Pit is 229 Meters Deep, Half Confused and Half Idiot (4)
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Mo Jiu caressed his chest, tilted his head, his face was covered with an indifferent smile, "Why are you so disappointed? Old Xiao, huh?"

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Changsi smiled wryly.

"I'm not good enough for you, Jiu."

"That doesn't matter." Mo Jiu pulled the corners of her lips, revealing a pale but beautiful smile, which seemed to attract the aura of heaven and earth, causing everything in the whole space to change color in her smile, even the burning urgency , all surrendered for this smile, and made an extremely sharp clamor, and she, in this clamor, spoke slowly.

"In this world, there is no man worthy of me, Mo Jiu."

This is crazy.

Don't say she is a woman, even men are rarely so arrogant.

But Mo Jiu not only said it, but also took it for granted.

"My love, my sincerity, my kindness, no one can match."

Xiao Changsi looked at her, she was speechless for a long time.

Yes, she is right.

No one can match her.

Her love, her sincerity, her kindness, her peerless beauty, her overwhelming talent, everything about her was as beautiful as his dream.

A dream that has never been matched ever since.

Mo Jiu closed his eyes lightly, watching the changing expressions on Xiao Changsi's face in this brief moment, his helplessness, loss, self-deprecating... and that touch of heartbreaking despair.

She watched and didn't move for a long time.

Then, just as he sat down slumped, he approached him little by little in the eerie firelight. In his big black eyes, as clear as two streams where fish stones could be seen, they blinked lazily, like Ordinary people's wives call him that.

"Husband, what are you thinking?"

Xiao Changsi frowned fiercely and closed his eyes.

"Thinking about how to get out of here."

"What's the rush? We're safe for the time being." Mo Jiu pursed his lips slightly, and his red face was stained with a little cunning, seeming innocent, shy, and charming, like the incarnation of a goblin. The thorn scratched the man's itchy spot.

"Why don't we consummate the house while the situation is right?"

Xiao Changsi's body stiffened.

After a long time, he seemed to sigh.

"Ah Jiu, we have to find a way out—"

"I said there's no rush." ​​Seeing that he was about to shrink back, Mo Jiu grabbed him, hugged him tightly with both arms, and bit him on the shoulder as if he couldn't understand his hatred.He pursed his lips, refusing to cry out the pain, she seemed to be even more angry, her small fangs were grinding and biting through a thin layer of clothes.

"Oh!" he sighed.

"Why didn't you call?" Mo Jiu was a little annoyed.

"It's good if you can vent your anger." His tone was faint and helpless.

"You—you're so pissed!" Mo Jiu was angry and impatient, and suddenly pulled his neckline open, looking at the two rows of red tooth marks on his strong shoulders, she didn't know whether she was annoyed at him or herself. , cursed a few words, then lowered his head, gently kissed and sucked gently on the teeth marks he had bitten out.

"Husband, why do you insist on not consummating the house with me?"

While kissing, she asked, her voice hoarse and affectionate...

Xiao Changsi turned his head to look at her fairy-like profile.

Such a woman, she kisses so earnestly, and asks so earnestly...

The thorn in his heart really popped out again.

It pierced his heart, and it hurt forever.

"I can't. Can't."

"No, really can't?" Mo Jiu hugged him forcefully, a string of kisses started from his wound, slowly slid across his neck, and landed on his lips again, "I must."

(End of this chapter)