Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1274 The pit is 261 meters deep, ecstasy

Boom!
Mo Fan's heart tightened, and his breathing stagnated slightly.

What is Xiaojiu talking about?
She said: Brother, I love you.

She said: Brother, I love you the most.

The girl's crisp voice, with a soft smile, exploded in front of his eyes like a ball of gorgeous fireworks, burning and spinning, and transferred to his brain, and his heart froze instantly.Suddenly jumping wildly, suddenly singing loudly, almost jumping out of his chest, which made him almost unable to hold back, stretched his arms, and slowly embraced her into his arms.

"Xiao Jiu—"

Pause, dry throat.

After a while, he spoke again.

"What did you say?"

A layer of hazy gray sky light penetrated through the rain and mist and the oil-paper umbrella, and fell on Mo Jiu's pretty face.There seemed to be a blushing warm smile, but also a bewildered ignorance.

Staring at Mo Wang's face, she twitched her eyebrows.

"Huh? What did you say?"

Putting her hand on his shoulder, she raised her small mouth and asked puzzledly.

"Hey hey, why is senior brother so serious?"

The body fragrance of her daughter's home faintly lingered over her body.

Entangled, entangled, entangled so much that Mo Fan's mind was in a mess.

After being dazed for a moment, his heartstrings relaxed slightly, and he couldn't help but smile wryly at his wild thoughts.

If it's someone else, it's fine. Doesn't he understand Mo Jiu's personality?
Eat a few more glasses of wine, and when you get excited, talk nonsense.

She is never constrained by trifles... a woman.

Where does love come from?Where is your favorite?
He let go, his eyes lowered, falling on Mo Jiu's face.

"Xiao Jiu, do you know what love is?"

"Love?" Mo Jiu chuckled, "I know, I just like it."

Love is liking... more or less?
Mo Wang nodded, and helped her walk into the house.

"Like it, you can say it, but love, you can't say it lightly."

"Really?" Mo Jiu groaned, probably aware of something, and rubbed his forehead, "But I really like someone, and occasionally I need to express it. Just like my senior brother, it is the real kind of liking. Senior brother is right For me, it is very important, not the kind that anyone can compare to, just like my relatives in this world, brother, real brother, the only brother.”

real, one and only.

Such words made Mo Wang startled again.

The hand on Mo Jiu's shoulder became tighter.

He knew in his heart that Mo Jiu's words were true.

Except that "this love" is not "that love", "this liking" is not "that liking", she really doesn't have a word of lies.Apart from not being able to give him that kind of love between men and women, Mo Jiu has actually always trusted him and treated him very well, hasn't he?

Mo Wang was suddenly very satisfied.

A heart that is swollen to the brim.

It is a kind of satisfaction that is needed by others.

For this kind of satisfaction, he is willing to stand by her side when she needs it, sheltering her from the wind and rain, and when she doesn't need it, he hides all his emotions deeply, leaves the prosperity to her, and leaves silently by himself.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Mo Jiu was staggering when he walked, and his mind was not very flexible.

However, her insensitive EQ cells finally played a role once, sensing Mo Wang's emotions, "Did I say something wrong that made you unhappy?"

"Fool." Mo Wang supported her and smiled, "I'm very happy."

"Eh! That's good, that's good, and so am I."

At this time, the two of them had already stepped into the middle of the courtyard.

... also fell into the sight of the onlookers!
Tonight's Mo Jiu is very dewy, without any men's clothes, she is wearing a clear rose dress with fluttering belts, long hair winding around her waist, she looks charming and unparalleled, like a girl walking out of the moon Little Chang'e... Oh no, she is a little more spiritual, a little more at ease, and a little more smiling than Chang'e.

Her hands were entangled in Mo Wang's arms, her body was crooked, and she almost leaned on Mo Wang's body, one of Mo Wang was around her waist, the other was holding her shoulders, the two of them were extremely close Intimacy, under different angles, presents different moods... like a lover whispering, like a lover kissing.

"Brother-"

Looking at the bushes under the rain and mist, Mo Jiu grinned and frowned slightly, probably unable to release the emotions in her heart, she couldn't help but want to speak out because of the alcohol, she held Mo Wang's hand, and walked slowly , and speak very slowly.

"When I was drinking today, I thought a lot, and suddenly I wanted to understand something."

"Huh?" Mo Wang continued to be the audience.

"Actually, what is the relationship between a man and a woman? It's a fart!" Mo Jiu's words carried a little bit of hostility, if there seemed to be nothing floating in the rain and fog, but when he listened carefully, he couldn't see it at all.

Mo Wan frowned, and heard her half-smile again.

"Think about it, in this world, parents and children, brothers and sisters, this kind of blood relationship, generally speaking, no matter what misunderstandings, it will not change in the whole life, and it will take care of each other in the whole life, and will not be separated. Friendship can also be based on a relationship of mutual assistance, managed like fine wine, it gets better and better with time, and gradually becomes the same as family love, an inseparable emotion, only the love between a man and a woman—”

With a soft voice, she suddenly pushed away the oil-paper umbrella and looked up at the sky.

"Only the love between a man and a woman is nothing more than the people of the time, speaking the words of the time, and doing the best of the time."

She sighed and laughed——

But Mo Huang frowned slightly, staring at her profile, not knowing what to say.

Mo Jiu let out a breath, still holding his hand tightly.

It's like being afraid that if you let go, you will fall.

Word by word, she spoke very slowly and easily, as if she was explaining a fact, and she could hardly hear her personal emotions.

"Once the relationship between a man and a woman is broken, there will be no return. No matter how close you used to be, even if you love to death, you can become estranged and stranger than strangers. Even if you still have some thoughts in your heart, you will As the years go by and the next relationship comes, it slowly fades away..."

After a pause, she went on to add.

"So, among family, friendship, and love, the only thing that can be replaced is the most important love."

Mo Huan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Staring at her face, he remained silent for a long time.

As if it did, he couldn't refute it.

Light rain fell on her cheeks, Mo Jiu wiped her face, and flicked her hair, as if realizing that she had grasped Mo Huang too hard, let go of her hand with a hey hey, and turned her eyes sideways, in a pair of beautiful water eyes, there was A bit of flickering light.

"I'm here...Brother, take your umbrella and go back."

This kind of Mo Jiu is very cheerful and joyful, but Mo Wang's heart aches when he sees it.

She shouldn't be such a little Jiu.

These melancholy words should not come out of her mouth.

If there is a possibility, Mo Wang is willing to give everything to let her be the happy ninth master of the Mo family forever, and he... just needs to protect her like this, take care of the Mo family for her, and not let anyone bully her, It doesn't matter whether she treats him with family affection or friendship.

All that matters is that she is happy.

But her face is happy, what about her heart?

"I'll take you in, there's moss on the steps, don't fall down." Mo Wang couldn't let her go, so he narrowed his eyes, controlled her waist, and confined her within three inches of his arms Helped her to go up, "Come on, lift your feet, let's go up the steps!"

The steps made of stone slabs, after years, are very slippery and wet in the rain.

Mo Jiu didn't take more than two steps, but he really responded to Mo Huang's crow's mouth. With a slip of his feet and a sprain, he fell over and bumped towards Mo Huang abruptly.

She walked in front, one step higher than Mo Wang.

When I hit him, I was face to face with him.

The sudden accident startled Mo Huang.

He tightened his hands, quickly supported her, and turned his face away to the right.

But even if he reacted quickly enough, Mo Jiu's face hit the hollow of his neck.

fine!Not directly kissing his face.

Mo Jiu raised his head and touched his sore nose.

"Brother, are you okay?"

fine!Except the heartbeat is too fast.

Mo Huan let out a muffled snort, not daring to think carefully about the feeling of Mo Jiu's greasy skin rubbing against her neck, and her slightly damp hair, when it brushed her face, her warm breath, when it penetrated into the pores... …that uncontrollable throbbing.

"Ah!" Mo Jiu's body was limp, completely unaware that Mo's thoughts were confused, and he leaned against him weakly, rubbing his forehead that had become almost numb, "I can't seem to walk..."

She drank quite a lot tonight.

Mo caressed her hot forehead.

"I'll take you in."

No longer thinking about it, he retracted his fingers, leaned over slowly, hugged Mo Jiu by the waist, and walked up the steps in a few steps. Under the drizzle, he lowered his head and looked at her face with closed eyes, rushing like an elf. Entering the heart, the heart beat suddenly, as if distressed, but also as if pity, murmured, and suddenly sighed very lightly in an almost blurred voice.

"Xiao Jiu, I love you the most too."

The oil-paper umbrella fell with a "shua".

His voice pierced the night and the rain and fog, like the oil-paper umbrella that fell to the ground, rolled a few big circles, bumped a few times, and stopped in front of the pair of black soap boots beside the flowers.

The owner of the soap boots remained motionless.

He stared at the door of the main house with dark eyes, as quiet as a deep pool.

"Squeak!"

The wooden door opened.

Mo Wang hugged Mo Wang and went in.

Immediately, the door closed again.

Master Soap Boots' eyes were half closed, revealing a deep and cold light.

There were two people talking softly inside, but they couldn't hear clearly. It was probably Mo Jiu who was waiting for Mo Jiu to wash his face, go to bed, take off his shoes, undress, etc. Every word fell into my ears, and the scalps of both Chi Xi and Chuang Bei were numb...

It is conceivable that their master...

Hey, what about my lord?
Chi Xi retracted his gaze and found that Xiao Qian was no longer there.

She looked at Chuang Bei in a daze, and Chuang Bei was also in a daze.

There was a stalemate, the two dared not leave, or even move, for fear that Mo Wang would come out suddenly.

If they are discovered, then Mo will ask them why they are hiding here, how can they explain?

Shi Xibi flicked his fingers with a look of aggrieved expression.

"What should I do? What will Mo Wang do in Jiuye's room?"

Chuangbei: "..."

"Do you want to pull him out?"

Seeing that she was about to rush out again, Chuangbei held him down hard, his face livid.

"Strike, West!"

"Ai?"

"No, want, cause, trouble."

"--Oh."

While waiting quietly, I don't know how long it took before he saw Mo Wang's figure appearing at the door again. He closed the door carefully, stood facing the door for a while, then turned around slowly, and sighed softly.

"Come out."

ah!Discovered by him?

Chi Xi was about to go out when he was pulled out by Chuang Bei again.

But in the rain and fog, the figure in black slowly appeared.

Lonely, desolate, every step is extremely slow.

——It was the master who had a grievance in their family.

"How is she?"

Mo Wang frowned when he heard Xiao Qian's voice that could not distinguish his emotions.

"You see. She's fine."

"It's very good to be so drunk?" Xiao Qian walked up the steps step by step, standing in front of Mo Wang, his voice could not hide his anger, "Why did you let her drink so much? You don't know that she is not in good health." , can't you drink more?"

This obvious anger did not make Mo Wang angry.

He glanced over obliquely, looking at Xiao Qian's soaked clothes and cold face.

"Since you are concerned, why don't you tell her in person? Go and persuade her in person?"

Xiao Qian was silent.

Standing on the air vent, he stared at Mo Wang for a moment, before speaking in a hoarse voice.

"How can she persuade her with her temper?"

Mo Wang remained motionless, looking at each other.

In the rain and fog, the two people condensed into two silhouettes.

As if a century had passed, Mo Wang suddenly sighed.

Backhanded, he pushed open the door of Mo Jiu's room.

Then, taking a deep look at Xiao Qian, he walked down the steps without saying a word.

Xiao Qian turned his head slowly, looked at his back, and didn't move for a long time.

In this life, he has never been convinced by many people, but he admired Mo Wang's actions.As a man, how could he not know Mo Wang's little thoughts about Mo Jiu?

Mo Huan loves Mo Jiu very much in his heart.

But on a night like this, when she was drunk, he didn't take advantage of the opportunity to enter her room, but pushed open the door of her room and let his rival in love go in by himself. This is not only trust, but also pampering Mo Jiu ——Know who she needs, who she loves, who she depends on emotionally, even if it is tormenting her heart, give her convenience, and keep the pain to yourself.

Xiao Qian thought to himself that he couldn't do it.

For Mo Jiu, even a little bit, he would not give it to other men.

The wind in the courtyard was surprisingly strong, and the rain was blowing on his face, piercing and scratching.Standing at the door of Mo Jiu, Xiao Qian watched Mo Fan's back disappear into the courtyard, and then sighed slowly, coldly reprimanding him without emotion.

"You two, why don't you get out?"

Chuangbei and Chixi, who were lying in the bushes, stiffened.

"...My lord, my lord?"

Xiao Qian didn't come over, he turned around slowly, leaving only one sentence.

"Fifty buttocks per person."

The wooden door opened again.

Closed again.

The "squeak" sound was extremely sharp in the dark night.

Xiao Qian stood in the room, looked at the lonely lamp by the bed, walked over to pick out the wick, sat by Mo Jiu's bed, watched the slight rosiness on her warm skin, and listened to her light breathing , the line of sight is deep and complex.

After a while, he picked the strands of hair on her forehead, tucked her in the quilt, and slowly got up——

"Brother, don't go—"

Mo Jiu didn't open his eyes, and grabbed his wrist with one hand.

Xiao Qian was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look at her beautiful face that seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping.

"Ah Jiu, I'm not your senior brother."

Mo Jiu seemed to have just woken up, and slowly opened his eyes.

Looked at him for a long time.

Then, she let go slowly, as if sighing in disappointment.

"It's you, why are you here?"

This tone is not as gentle as when talking to Mo Wang, but a pair of half-drunk eyes are watery, black, and as attractive as lacquer, and they are as beautiful as an otherworldly person under the light. Every time the little fairy blinks, it seems to wink into Xiao Qian's heart, making his heartstrings vibrate, but he doesn't know how to coax her.

"Ah-Jiu is still angry with me?"

Mo Jiu pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and asked back.

"Why am I angry? Did you do something that deserves my anger?"

"——" Xiao Qian was at a loss for words.

Looking at Mo Jiu, half of his face was covered, his expression was unpredictable, but his gaze was like a sharp knife.

The air suddenly became cold.

"My lord, you're thinking too much." Mo Jiu yawned lazily, as if she didn't want to get up, pulled the quilt up to her neck, put her arms on the back of her head, and looked at him leisurely, " Go back, it's late at night, lonely man and widow, you're dressed like this again... Alas, when the news gets out, the fact that I, Mo Jiu, stole a wild man in the middle of the night is enough for people to chatter for several days."

Such an unfamiliar tone made Xiao Qian's heart stagnate inexplicably.

He looked at her quietly for a moment, without saying anything, he turned around and brought the soup cup over.

"Drink the soup, so as not to have a headache tomorrow morning."

He knew that she had been drinking, so he specially made sober soup?

Mo Jiu glanced at the bowl of soup with a very positive color, and did not refuse such kindness.

After all, the feeling of a splitting headache after a hangover is really uncomfortable.

She drank it all in one gulp, and lay down comfortably, "Okay, let's go back."

Not cold, not hot, not angry, not fussy.

Mo Jiu, who rejects people thousands of miles away like this, is the most helpless.

Xiao Qian hummed, packed the bowl, bent down, rubbed her head lovingly, and said in a muffled voice, "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." Mo Jiu closed his eyes and ignored it.

...as if he never existed at all.

Xiao Qian stayed silent beside the bed for a long time, staring at her with indescribable sadness in his eyes.

"Ah Jiu, I shouldn't have come tonight, you know..."

She knows?Mo Jiu was taken aback.

After a while, she opened her eyes and smiled slowly.

"Since I knew I shouldn't have come, why did I come again?"

"I—" hesitating for a moment, he reached out and brushed her hair behind her ear, "I miss you."

Speaking of missing, he stretched his hand down suddenly, lifted Mo Jiu up, and embraced him tightly.

"Ah Jiu, I'm sorry." He buried his head in her hair and stroked her back with his hands.Tightly, tightly bound her in his arms, he looked as if possessed by a demon, half closed his eyes, let her struggle and push, just hugged her, "Let me hug her for a while, Ah Jiu Just for a while, just for a while."　
Mo Jiu was completely restrained by him, his smell was in his nose, his breath was in his ears, his burning palm was on his back, and his depressed face was in front of his eyes...

My heart pulled hard, and there was a trace of pain.

In his gentleness, there is an irresistible impulse...

She wanted so much to hug him back and kiss him.

But she can't.

It is impossible to do things that waste all previous efforts.

She is Mo Jiu, the great son of the Mo family. If she is reduced to a little woman, she only needs a few nice words from a man to collapse and give up the bottom line. Not only will she not be able to catch Wen Jingshu, but she will also become a joke.Moreover, she always felt that Wen Jingshu was a disaster, if they didn't solve the matter once, they would have to fall into the same reincarnation next time.

Sanity slowly returned.

She put her fist in the middle and looked at Xiao Qian coldly.

"Have you hugged enough? I'm sleepy."

"Ah Jiu—" He was startled, and slowly let go of his hand little by little, every word made Mo Jiu's heart tremble, "You... despise me?"

Dislike it?
Of course Mo Jiu didn't.

She said that she could understand everything Xiao Qian did.

But she couldn't tell him that right now.

Firstly, drunk, secondly, tired, thirdly... also sour.

Her eyes gouged out heartily, and every word she said was ruthless.

"It's not too distasteful. Don't worry, what I Mo Jiu said will always be valid. As long as you don't abandon me, I won't abandon you. But if the face is useless and the heart is gone, then I will definitely Disgusted--"

The lights on the candlestick exploded lightly.

Xiao Qian's face was gloomy, as if a huge stone had been thrown into his heart.

Staring at her quietly, his eyes were cold and painful.

For a moment, he smiled silently, and his faint words blew through her temples with the wind.

"it is good."

**
Hara and Rin's sky is pure.

In this piece of land, it seems that there has never been a war, no gunpowder smoke, and no bloodshed. The mouth spread, discussed, and gradually returned to calm.

A few days later, the hunt was on the agenda.

To everyone's surprise, the Great Khan of Beimeng, Meng Heqin, issued an oral order to invite the giant son of the Mohist family to go hunting together with the Beimeng royal clan and officials.

"Xiao Jiu, shall we go?"

When Mo Wang received the news, there was something wrong in his heart.

If there is no benefit, how can you be courteous if you have nothing to do?
A man like Menghe would certainly not make any decisions lightly.

Now, the relationship between Mo Jiu and Su He is well known.

He shouldn't have come to invite Mo Jiu alone, he only needed to let Su He lead her there.

But now he skipped over Su He and asked Mo Jiu to go with him, so it was obvious that he had plans for Mo Jiu.

only--

Is he drawing a person, or a thousand-character quotation?
unknown.

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