Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 437 Pit Depth 092 Meter Gu Mind Control (2)
If he didn't tell the truth so frankly, Mo Jiu would really be sure that these things all came from the court.But when he teased him half-jokingly and half-seriously, Mo Jiu doubted his guess.

As far as she knows, the dignitaries of Nan Rong can also enjoy these things, even in Xiao's mansion, she has seen many tribute-level daily necessities. Thinking about this era, this country is too rich, and people's material comforts are not enough. Branded too deeply with the scepter.

She was thinking, when he heard him say again: "What is Jiu'er thinking?"

Mo Jiu raised his head with a serious face, "I was wondering, which son and grandson of a dragon are you?"

Dong Ji pursed his lips, smiled faintly, turned his head and asked Yuanyang to rinse her mouth with water first, and then said after she cleaned up quickly, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is why Jiu'er finds me. thing?"

With that said, Mo Jiu's mind returned to its place.Judging by Dong Ji's appearance, she should be very busy. It's really not good for her to keep chattering around when he came back late at night.

After thinking about it, she didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "I want to attend tomorrow's Mohist conference, but there is no invitation post. I can't find anyone here in Lin'an. If you want to come to Dongji, can you help me?"

"No problem." Dong Ji didn't even ask, and responded directly, "Go eat and rest, and go with me tomorrow."

"Yeah." Things went so smoothly, but Mo Jiu's mind turned a few times, but he hesitated to answer, "Don't ask me, why do you want to go?"

Dong Ji chuckled, "No matter why, as long as Jiu'er wants to go, he can go."

Is this the style of a domineering president?Mo Jiu was thinking silently, but in the end he didn't want to ask too many questions. He nodded and smiled and said, "Well, I owe Dong Ji a favor this time. If there is a chance later, Mo Jiu will definitely repay it."

"There's no need to repay." Dong Ji glanced at her red face, his eyes darkened slightly, and then smiled again, "If Jiu'er is really sorry, you will cook tomorrow morning."

"Oh yes!" Mo Jiu recalled, and said happily: "I told you when I left last time, next time we meet, I will show off my cooking skills. Then it's settled, it's a deal."

After she finished speaking, she asked Yuanyang to bring the preserved eggs she had brought over to Dong Jixian for a while.This thing is a new food for Dongji, he took one to study, and asked about the method very carefully.Apart from telling him how to do it, Mo Jiu also told him the common way to eat it.Both of them are foodies, and they talked endlessly about the food, until the cold wind poured into the side hall and almost blew out the oil lamp, Mo Jiu didn't want to come over—the drunken beauty.

Can't get too close with men.

She smiled and yawned, "I'm sleepy."

Dong Ji frowned slightly, didn't say much, still smiled, let Yuanyang send Mo Jiu back to his room to rest, then turned around and left.

"meet tomorrow."

"meet tomorrow."

Mo Jiu looked at his back, straightened his cloak, hurried back to his room, undressed and went to sleep.

The bed was big and soft enough for her to toss and turn on it, so she couldn't sleep.A person is so good that he has almost no flaws, and this is the biggest flaw—this is the case for Dong Ji.Moreover, he was so nice to her, so nice that she felt a little uneasy.Receiving favors for no reason, but not being able to reciprocate, will become a kind of pressure in itself.

She covered herself in the quilt, and under the impetus of the violent wind and rain outside, she thought randomly in her mind, one moment would be Dongji, another moment would be Xiao Qian, and another moment would be the Mohist Conference, all mixed and clueless.Suddenly, she wrapped herself in the quilt, and a strange thought flashed through her mind: How would it feel if there was a hug to cuddle in such a rainy night?
(End of this chapter)