Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 207 The pit is 058 meters deep
Mo Jiu: "..."

He lowered his head slightly, and said with unclear emotion: "Close your eyes and sleep for a while."

This meant to end the conversation, Mo Jiu could hear it.In other words, although she and Xiao Liulang had many opportunities to be together, and had to spend one night alone here or until death, the gap between her and him would never be crossed.

Of course, Mo Jiu traveled through different worlds, and never thought of meeting a wishful gentleman, pampering her like a jewel like a jewel, and living a life of being a husband and wife ever since.Before time travel, she didn't have any concept of love affairs, except for eating, sleeping, playing with antiques and tricks, she didn't have much interest in other things.It's just that he was affected by the poisonous Gu, and opened up some love, but because he knew that he was affected by the poison, he was not sure about such feelings.Thus, her feelings for Xiao Qian became strange and subtle.

He is different from others.

But this "different" is not really different.

She didn't even know if she wanted to express her feelings, and this feeling made her very angry.

Xiao Qian seemed to treat her the same way.

Even if he is in a high position, even if he responds to every call, even if he looks all over the world, he has never been a lonely person with a pure heart and few desires.Except for Wangcai, Mo Jiu felt that he only had himself, and he never seemed to want to get in touch with others, but now because of the Gu worm, he seemed to have to interact with her. In his consciousness, he must be a little more depressed than her, right?
Mo Jiu is not a literary person, so she can't find literary words. After thinking about the chaotic relationship for a while, she cursed Shang Ya and Gu Chong hundreds of times. She yawned and gradually became sleepy.

The autumn night was originally cool, and her clothes were drenched. She wanted to sleep, but she couldn't sleep peacefully. She glanced at Xiao Qian several times, struggled for a while, and finally put her bones behind her life.

"Xiao Liulang, can you take off your clothes for me?"

Xiao Qian hesitated for a moment, then slowly untied the cloak.At some point, his cloak seemed to be specially prepared for her.

However, the two of them swam out of the water together, and his cloak was also wet, which did not add warmth to her.

Mo Jiu wrapped the cloak around his body, the more sleepy he felt, the colder he felt, he couldn't help smacking his lips and said, "It would be great if I had a pot of hot pot for me."

Xiao Qian glanced at her silently, stretched out an arm, wrapped around her neck, wrapped her thin shoulders with warm palms, retracted his arms slightly, and hugged her in his arms.

"Go to sleep."

Mo Jiu was taken aback, her body stiffened, she looked up at his powerful chin, and his charming facial features, and after a moment of silence, she figured it out.

I've hugged her before, so it's pointless to be hypocritical now.What's more, he only wants to keep her warm and has no other thoughts, so why should she feel dirty?

So, she was finally seduced by the only warm color in the light and shadow of the moonlight under the waterfall.

The day is dark and the night is cold.

Only he is warm.

She didn't speak, closed her eyes, and naturally snuggled into his arms.Her clothes were originally thin, and when they were soaked, they clung tightly to her body. They were curvaceous and pressed against his rigid body. The warmth made her unable to help but sigh comfortably.

Xiao Qian looked down at her, expressionless, the wind lifted his long hair, his upright figure, even hugging a woman, was still so lonely.

The experience is too novel to depend on each other under the moon. Mo Jiu wanted to sleep, but couldn't sleep for a long time. To avoid embarrassment, she asked softly in his arms: "Xiao Liulang, have you ever eaten sweet-scented osmanthus meat? The sweet-scented osmanthus meat in Lin'an is delicious. .”

(End of this chapter)