Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 338 The Pit Depth 075 Meters Down the Stairs (3)
In the darkness, Mo Jiu couldn't see the expression on his face, but felt that his voice was weird, "...you're pressing me down."

Mo Jiu was stunned, but when he was teased by his soft voice, the ice in his heart melted, and he asked pitifully, "Tenderness?"

Xiao Qian's body stiffened strangely, as if recovering from some kind of daze, "Pull your knees away..."

There are lights in the corridor outside the cell.Mo Jiu's eyes had adapted to the darkness, and he could probably see his facial expression—brows were frowning, his face was dark, and he clearly disliked her.

As a result, Mo Jiu became a little impatient, "You deserve it!"

After that, she moved her knees and stood up for the third time.But for some reason, she was so unlucky that she stepped on the dumped lamp oil just as she straightened her waist.So she slipped and fell down again.

One hand caught her, and she flipped over, and she fell heavily on the straw.

With a top-heavy spin, she groaned in pain, feeling a little dizzy.

"I really didn't mean it this time."

"Which time was it intentional?" Xiao Qian asked back.

Mo Jiu was choked up and responded hastily, "If you don't pour the lamp oil on the ground, how could I fall?"

Xiao Qian propped himself on the edge of the bed, and slowly got up, "You are not a half-truth in your mouth."

Mo Jiu understood, this guy really thought she wanted to throw him down on purpose.Although it seemed intentional, she never thought of throwing him down. Although throwing him down was a fait accompli, she really didn't have any bad intentions.

Seeing his disgusted eyes, Mo Jiu suddenly became evil.

"Xiao Liulang, what if I did it on purpose?"

Xiao Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

Mo Jiu stretched out his hands to grab his collar viciously, pulled him on his body, raised his chin slightly, his amorous eyes slid past his slightly protruding Adam's apple, and pointedly looked at the sheet covered with straw. The hard board bed, with a soft "hmm", moved closer to his ear.

"Anyway, you have a worm, and I have a worm. These two worms are a pair. They have been separated for such a long time. It is pitiful to think about it. How about we discuss it and make them happy? ... This It's also called putting it to death and rebirth. Maybe, these two worms are full, and they don't care about us, and go to play by themselves. Then our cloud and rain Gu, won't it be solved?"

Xiao Qian looked at her expressionlessly, without answering or speaking.This made Mo Jiu, who originally wanted to appreciate his surprise and embarrassment, a little resentful.She felt that Xiao Liulang was too incomprehensible, all the beauties fell on him, and he could still be Liu Xiahui. The woman—especially she has a big red face, which is quite funny.

Bored, she lay down and passed the sore foot "wildly".

"Here, come on, continue."

Xiao Qian did not continue immediately, but re-lit the oil lamp.

Under the light, Mo Jiu's face turned red like that, it's really not pretty, but this guy is born well, with a slender and soft waist, and an exquisite and pretty body, especially that part of the calf, which looks like a peeled egg, The green onions are white and tender, smooth as fat, and even the bruise and swelling on the swollen instep is like a delicate flower that has been hit by the wind and rain. Not only is it not ugly, but it is also very pitiful.

Putting Xiao Qian's hand on it, his ten fingers were slender and clean.But while he was rubbing her feet, the veins on the back of his hands suddenly popped out, as if he had used a lot of force, and it seemed that he was desperately restraining something.

(End of this chapter)