Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 3 Pit Depth 001 Meters One Capture (3)
On the galloping horse, Mo Jiu laughed, raised his arms high and waved, "Goodbye, idiots!"

The sudden change made the guards all stunned on the spot.

"Little widow of the Mo family, how can you tame horses?"

"This bastard must be a male, he hasn't been close to a woman for a long time..."

"Impossible!" A little guard scratched his head, "It's clearly the mother's, I just saw it last night."

As soon as the little guard finished speaking, everyone looked at him understandingly.

"Oh." It was rare for everyone to speak in unison.

Song Ao couldn't steal a lot of rice. Seeing that person walking away one after another, his handsome face turned pale, and then seeing the red face of the little guard and the ambiguous expressions of the others, his face was as dark as the sky before the storm.

"Hurry up and chase?! Stay still, one person and one horse at night. Male!"

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He ran wildly for a hundred miles in one breath, but the wind only caught his ears.

If Mo Jiu knew that this green dog had the name of "Nan Rong's No. [-] Sexuality", she would definitely reconsider her actions just now.Although when she was a freshman, she often went to the equestrian club to ride horses to see handsome guys, but it was the first time she experienced such a "destroyed" BMW.

"vomit……"

"Guru..."

Two distinctive voices overlapped harmoniously in her stomach, torturing her nerves.

She knew she shouldn't stop the horse, but the tea buns at the herbal tea stand under the sun, the tea eggs rolling in the pot, and the shopkeeper's long shouts as he kneaded the dough, were so tempting to her that she almost stretched out her hand. .

Turning over and getting off the horse, she didn't care whether there was any money in the bag, she sat down and took a sip of herbal tea, then raised her sleeve and wiped her mouth, pressing down her sour stomach and shouting, "Little Er, bring the buns."

The steamed stuffed buns came to the table, piping hot, plump and white, Mo Jiu's eyes turned green.

"Wangcai, go and have a look."

The voice was soft and cool, coming from behind Mo Jiu, and it didn't make her look up from her hunger.She gnawed on the buns intently, until the herbal tea shed suddenly became strangely quiet, and then, as if struck by lightning, she bit the buns and turned her head bit by bit.

The sky was burning like fire, and the sun made her eyes hard to open.

By the horse pile outside the herbal tea shed, there were a few more men at some point.That bastard Qing Cong was rubbing his head against a guy's blue sleeve without moral integrity, with an intimate and tender attitude.

The man was tall and handsome with a long sword on his waist, and there was a slight smile on his face, but it provoked the air like a fire, quietly chilling, everything around him seemed to have faded, and under the scorching sun, he was the only one left. , step by step to her table.The sky is fire, his eyes are ice, they are mixed together, adding a bit of mysterious broken golden dark lines to those eyes...

His handsomeness is different from that of Song Ao.

Song Ao is so gorgeous, but he is so handsome—the vicissitudes of being left behind and independent.

Mo Jiu forgot to eat the steamed stuffed bun and didn't blink his eyes.

The man got closer and closer, and there was a faint scent of mint, which finally cooled her boiling heart inch by inch.

"Sister-in-law, are you ready?" He smiled softly, his voice was as mellow as wine, but with a hint of coolness, wrapped around him like a poisonous snake, without the slightest warmth, "After eating, let's set off."

With a cry of "Sister-in-law", the bun in Mo Jiu's hand was startled.

The little prince called her little widow, and this man called her sister-in-law.The little prince is a prince, what is the identity of this person?Then this person is her uncle, what is her identity?The genealogy of these people is too messy, right? !
She stroked her messy hair and forced herself to be calm, "Who are you?"

He didn't answer, and he didn't look at her anymore, his profile showed a trace of disgust towards her in the light and shadow.

Mo Jiu was silent, lacking in confidence, "I'm a big girl, I didn't seek your money, and I didn't kill you, so why should I go with you? You have to give me an explanation, right?"

He turned a deaf ear, picked up the buns on the table with his chopsticks, and said coolly: "It seems that I'm full." After saying that, he threw the buns on the ground, slowly took the white silk from the attendant's hand, and wiped his hands carefully .

"Wow." A dog barks, with contented joy.

Only then did Mo Jiu see a big yellow dog wagging its head and tail at his feet. It was happily holding a meat bun in its mouth, as if it had been rewarded, it ran forward and back to kiss its owner, but she was so greedy that her mouth was watering. down.

The roots of her teeth suddenly felt a little itchy——

However, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

She shouted at the guy's back: "Twelve silver coins, you pay the bill."

Thinking about it still makes her angry, since someone is paying the bill, she must be a rich man.

"Boss, pack two tea eggs!"

(End of this chapter)