Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 732 The pit depth is 136
Such a cool color relieved her burning skin.Especially the man standing by the lake, with a face like a banished fairy, handsome and arrogant, with a charming arc drawn from his raised lips, at first glance he was astonished as a heavenly being...

"Liulang, is that you? Liulang!"

Mo Jiu grabbed the driftwood like a drowning man, and called him in a trembling voice.

"Ah Jiu..." The tenderness in his eyes was like an overwhelming net covering her body, cooling her body that was covered by fire instantly.Then she saw his eyes clearly, even in a dream, the encouragement and distress in his eyes were as clear as if they were right in front of her eyes.

"Don't be afraid. Wait for me, and I will come to save you."

Mo Jiu's throat was blocked, and he choked slightly.

Her Liulang...the most domineering, noblest and least willing to admit defeat in the world...

With the induction of Cloud and Rain Gu, when she is in such pain, he must not be better than her by half, right?

"Rokuro..."

Mo Jiu in the dream opened his mouth, stepped on the wet sand by the lake with his bare feet, and slowly approached him.

"Liu Lang, take me back...I don't want to be here anymore...Liu Lang..."

"Ah Jiu, wait a little longer, I'll come after a while!"

She heard his voice, but it drifted away, the dream was near, but the voice was far away.

"Liulang!" She wanted to catch up, but her footsteps weighed heavily.

But between her and him, although there was a short distance, she seemed to have walked for a century.

When she strenuously walked to the place where he stood before, the surrounding fields were desolate and empty, and the wonderful dream oasis and lake he had built for her also disappeared, together with him.Once again, she was put on the stove, like a piece of fresh meat waiting to be cooked and eaten, unable to struggle for a moment.

She was suffocated in her heart and exclaimed, "Liu Lang!"

A trembling cry awakened her drowsy mind.

But she clearly didn't want to wake up... how nice it is to keep dreaming.There is Xiao Liulang in the dream, there is that oasis, even if it is just looking at plum blossoms to quench thirst, it is much better than waking up and facing reality.When a person is in a dream, it is also the most vulnerable time. Mo Jiu, who is half asleep and half awake, thinks of Xiao Liulang's loving and encouraging eyes in the dream, and his eyes suddenly heat up.

Mo Jiu rarely cried.

Even she herself couldn't remember when was the last time she shed tears.

This time she didn't shed tears either, but the wet corners of her eyes and the wet eyelashes couldn't fool anyone.

"Ah!" A faint sigh rang in her ears, and soon, the wet towel that had served her all night fell on the corner of her eyes again, wiped it lightly for her, folded it and put it on her forehead, the man's voice sounded like pity and relief.

"After another hour, the effect of the medicine will pass."

Who is this?
Hearing that it was a man's voice, not Brisu at all, Mo Jiu opened his eyes in a jerk.

"It's you?"

Seeing her confused expression, Wanyanxiu got up slowly, "Who else is there besides this king?"

So, he was also the one who cooled her fever in the middle of the night?

Mo Jiu looked at his bloodshot eyes, looked around the big tent, and guessed that she occupied his bed, and he had no place to sleep. In addition, she had a fever, and he had been taking care of her, so he actually slept overnight. did not sleep.

But she couldn't figure out why he was like this?
Even if he wanted to sleep with her, he wouldn't have to do these things himself, would he?
Where there is a monster, there must be a difference!

(End of this chapter)