Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 205 The pit is 058 meters deep
"It can be solved." His voice was light and his face was cold.

"Well, okay." Mo Jiu was sullen for a moment, looked down at herself, and rubbed her empty stomach, "If I can take it out, I will definitely whip my buttocks fifty times first, and then deep fry... eat it .”

"..." Xiao Qian was silent.

It was quiet all around, except for the sound of the waterfall.

After a brief silence, Mo Jiu didn't know what to say.

A man and a woman are together, inexplicably discussing an emotion related to love, but it is not born from the heart, but controlled by Gu insects. This kind of feeling is really not so wonderful.

Mo Jiu wiped off the water splashed by the waterfall on his face, and seeing Xiao Qian as motionless as a mountain, he suddenly felt that sitting with a living dead person and spending a long night would be worse than death.

Being bored, she carefully recalled her time travel experience, and felt that it was a bloody "Mojiu Adventure".So far, she has not found a sense of belonging to this era, but unfortunate things have happened several times.Even if the gods want to assign a big responsibility to her, it's not like this way to deal with it, right?

While thinking wildly, she had nothing to say, "Xiao Liulang, tell me about you?"

"What's the matter?" There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was a flash of indifference in his eyes, like a shooting star passing through the night and disappearing in an instant.

"You don't have a good chattering tone." Mo Jiu glanced at him, lying on his side, resting his head on his hands, and smiled at him with crooked eyebrows, "For example, your past affairs or something? You are in your 20s, don't Tell me, never had a girl you liked?"

She didn't mention Wen Jingshu, but only looked at him with gossip in her eyes, her delicate face was rippling in the waves of the mountains under the moon, as white as a jade carving, and her bright eyes were more crystal clear than pear wine.

"No." Xiao Qian avoided her face.

"You are so boring." Mo Jiu was unhappy, "Is that gentle and quiet? Don't tell me that the relationship between you and her is just as simple as uncle and sister?"

Xiao Qian pondered and remained silent for a long time.

Mo Jiu was upset, she tilted her head and glared at him, "Say it!"

Xiao Qian was silent for a moment, his tone was light, "It's not as simple as uncle and sister-in-law, and there has never been any love between men and women."

Mo Jiu said "hehe" back to him, but he didn't argue.

Falling into silence again, Mo Jiu was very frantic.

This kind of days of not knowing what the future will hold, and not knowing whether the sky will be bright tomorrow, has passed a very long time, but even a speaker who is talking is so boring, it seems even longer.

The wind in the mountain stream blew in gusts, and Mo Jiu was a little cold. She shrank and hugged her arms tightly, watching Xiao Qian sit quietly, and opened the conversation in dissatisfaction.

"Xiao Liulang, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Yeah." He replied, but didn't seem to answer.

"I'm not afraid of death either." Mo Jiu looked at the sky and rolled his eyes, "But I'm afraid of starving to death."

"Huh?" As if just remembering her obsession with food, Xiao Qian's lips curled up, with a faint smile and an elegant sitting posture, he was like an immortal descended from the nine heavens, sitting and discussing with her, " Don't be afraid, I won't let you starve to death."

Mo Jiu's eyes lit up, she stood up with tears of gratitude, and patted him on the shoulder, "Your words are enough. Your loyalty!"

Xiao Qian's face remained unchanged, "I will kill you first."

The corner of Mo Jiu's mouth sank, and his whole body was not well.Staring at him, she scolded "Bastard" sincerely, and then sighed bitterly: "But that's fine, killing is better than starving to death. Then Xiao Liulang, before you kill me, can you help me?" A little favor?"

(End of this chapter)