Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 775: Pit Depth 144 Meters Reward (4)
"More than Yongquan!" His deep eyes flickered slightly, and he pinched her nose lightly, his hoarse voice was quite playful and ambiguous, "All my sweet springs are yours..."

It probably took Mo Jiu thousands of brain cells to comprehend the meaning of his words.

When the tips of her ears became hot, she gave him a sharp look, "You rascal!"

Smiling lightly, he let out a sigh, hugged her lightly in front of him, the brilliance in his eyes flashed, he said a joke, but his tone was extremely serious, "I will only be a hooligan to Ah Jiu!"

"Okay, I'm very honored." Mo Jiu suppressed her laugh, but also very serious.

"You must be honored."

"..." Mo Jiu hummed, "Master Jiu is willing to let you play hooligans, you should feel honored."

"Yes." He lowered his head and stared at her for a long time. Before he knew it, there was a hint of depth in his eyes, which seemed to be mixed with traces of emotional fluctuations, or a kind of relief that he was no longer alone, "There is you in this world, Ah Nine, it's my luck, my great luck, the luck of my life."

Three progressive "fortune" in a row, one sentence is more important than the other, making Mo Jiu sweet to the tip of his heart.

Women are actually easy to coax, as long as his man loves her, pampers her, and is willing to give her a unique kind of indulgence and love that is different from other women, he can capture her heart.So is Mo Jiu.

However, sitting in Xiao Qian's arms, she felt the iron-like hardness of his warm body, but she had to keep a straight face and insist on her own thoughts, "Although your words are very useful to Jiu Ye, but Jiu Ye is currently Can't have a baby for you."

He looked at her, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing that he was not too excited or too confused, Mo Jiu guessed that with his medical attainments, he probably already knew what old man Lu Ji said... Even if he didn't know, old man Lu Ji should have told him.

Unable to hide it anymore, she raised her head, took her face and pressed it against his.

"You know it all. If you still think about it, don't you want to kill yourself?"

Her delicate skin pressed against her face, and Xiao Qian's heart warmed up for no reason.

Retracting his arms, he hugged her even tighter, "Ah Jiu..."

Mo Jiu felt that this guy might know about the disease, and his mood was a little affected, so he didn't struggle, so he just snuggled into his arms obediently, comforting him and himself with his warm body, "I'm not afraid. I'm better than you." My mother and Fang Jiran are both lucky, because I found a man who is the best genius doctor in the world. With Liu Lang here, I don't believe that this sickness can't be cured."

Looking up, she squinted at his eyes, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Qian clenched his hands, "En."

Mo Jiu smiled and said, "If it can't be cured in one year, we can cure it in two years, if it can't be cured in ten years, we can treat it in 20 years..."

Xiao Qian's eyes were deep, and he moved his mouth for a long time before he uttered a word hoarsely.

"it is good."

The word "good" has always been the most gentle obedience of this man.

Many times, Mo Jiu felt that after the mask of indifference was removed from such a Xiao Liulang, the unique gentleness would be addictive and depressing... She even thought: If her strange disease can't be cured , She will really prematurely age one day, and it will be too late to have skin-to-skin contact with him. How sad is that?

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu felt a little hot in his eye sockets.

But at such a tender moment, tears will only spoil the atmosphere and make him more burdened.

She also hugged him tightly, blinked desperately, and put a smile on her lips.

"Rokuro..."

"Yeah." He hugged her more tightly, "Ah Jiu."

"You don't have no confidence, do you?"

(End of this chapter)