Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 425 The Pit Depth 090 Meters Delicious (6)
So she said with a serious face, "I'm so hungry."

When I returned to Yiranju, there were hot and delicious meals ready in the dining hall.

Mo Jiu was very satisfied with this.Hearing that she was hungry, Xiao Qiandang even sent his bodyguards to go to Yiranju quickly, and prepare the food first, and then he can start the meal when she comes home and sits down.This ancestral treatment made Mo Jiu, who happened to be a little bit excited, feel great.She dismissed Shen Xinyue and Mei'er who came forward to ask for their care after hearing the news, and dragged Xiao Liulang into the dining hall alone in the name of gratitude, and planned to have a big meal with him to celebrate the growth of Yunyu Gu a cut.

When Mo Jiu was hungry, when he ate something, it was so majestic that the world changed color.

Xiao Qian watched her eat, seldom moved his chopsticks, frowning from time to time, with an expression of not being able to bear to look directly at her, "Be careful of choking."

Mo Jiu blinked her nimble eyes, aimed at him, looked at him again and again, giggling silly.

Xiao Liulang looked at her strange look, then looked down at himself, "What's wrong?"

Stretching her arms, Mo Jiu secretly thought about the Cloud and Rain Gu, making Xiao Liulang more and more pleasing to her eyes, but she couldn't bring it up, so she just gave him a wicked smile, "Now I can talk. Is there something wrong with my body?" What's wrong? You hesitated to speak before, but you didn't scare me to death."

Xiao Qian looked at her quietly, with his thin lips tightly pressed together, not only did not answer, but also showed a look of being unable to speak.This situation made Mo Jiu lose all energy to eat, so he immediately put down his chopsticks and stared at him without blinking, "Is there really a problem?"

He nodded.

Mo Jiu was startled, "Big question?"

He nodded again.

A cold heart leaked out, Mo Jiu looked at him, saw his solemn expression, pursed his mouth, closed his eyes suddenly, and opened them again, "Okay, I'm mentally prepared. You Let’s just say it, no matter what the disease is, I can bear it.”

With his eyes lowered, Xiao Qian was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Your pulse is strong and smooth, rapid and rapid, and your blood is hot."

Mo Jiu stared with big eyes, "Can you speak human words? I don't understand!"

There seemed to be a sigh between Xiao Qian's lips, and after a moment of silence, a soft voice came to her ears, "Guishui is coming soon, so I have a stomachache."

With a "poof", Mo Jiu burst out laughing.

"Xiao Liulang, aren't you? It's just a matter of January. You've been thinking about it for so long?"

After laughing at Xiao Liulang, and then she thought that her worry about not coming to her aunt for three months was gone, and the early symptoms of progeria were gone, so she couldn't help laughing excitedly, pounding the table, smashing the bowls and chopsticks "Bang bang" sounded.

Xiao Liulang must have never seen a girl who was so excited about things in the past month.

There was a strange astringency on his handsome face, he sat quietly, staring at Mo Jiu as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hahaha!" Mo Jiu held his belly, laughing so hard, "This guy really has to scare it. If you don't scare it, it will come. I haven't taken the medicine I just bought. Okay. But Xiao Liulang, you are really a genius doctor. You can tell if you are giving birth to a child by feeling the pulse, and you can tell if something is going to happen. Hahahaha! Okay, okay."

She felt more and more that having a doctor by her side was a guarantee of happiness, and her cheeks almost twitched from smiling.And Xiao Liulang, who was so handsome that he couldn't eat the fireworks in the world, just sat quietly like that, with a delicate face carved from beautiful jade, a cool and stern expression, and sparkling eyes, just staring at her like that.

"So ridiculous?"

"You don't understand. If I don't come again, I should cry. After all, the family suffers from premature aging..." Mo Jiu touched his sore face from laughing, and suddenly thought of the color on his own face, his smile stopped, Staring at Xiao Qian bitterly, "When will my face get better? You said two months, is it two months now?"

(End of this chapter)