Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 885 Fighting in the 164-meter-deep Pit and Snow (4)
Eight months.

She hadn't seen anyone for eight months, hadn't heard his voice, and hadn't smelled his scent... Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, faintly catching that faint smell in the air... The peppermint smell, I feel very comfortable, and the whole person calms down.

"Liulang, why did you put me on the horse?"

Xiao Qian remained silent, glanced at her lightly, and suddenly slapped the horse's back heavily. Amidst Qing Cong's long hissing in pain, he rode the horse and took Mo Jiu with him regardless of the thousands of people who were still fighting. He rushed out from the densely packed crowd, quickly rushed to the official road, getting farther and farther away from the sound of fighting...

"Where are we going?"

The cold wind was blowing, and the snow was like rain. Mo Jiu held Xiao Qian's thick armor tightly, his voice seemed leisurely and at ease in the lingering snow wind.

There are only two of them left on the official road.

Xiao Qian lowered his head, stroked the top of her head, sighed, hugged her waist fiercely, turned his horse's head suddenly, and ran into a dense forest beside the official road.

"Ah!" Mo Jiu was startled, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Qian didn't answer her words, walked a few steps and abandoned the horse, took her hand and went deep into the woods.There was thick snow in the woods, two people, with four feet, one in front of the other, stepped on the snow, making a "cracking" sound from time to time, which had a special feeling in the dark night.

"Xiao Liulang...?"

He didn't say a word except to breathe.

Mo Jiu glanced at his profile, but also fell silent.

The two walked through the forest without a word. The snow on the branches was touched and fell on Mo Jiu's head and shoulders. Xiao Qian glanced at her and put the hood she was not wearing on her head , stretched out his arm, and held her in his arms.

The silent care is also heart-warming.

Mo Jiu smiled lowly and leaned against him.

Walking through a long winding path, Mo Jiu was surprised to find that there was an abandoned house inside.Presumably the owner of the house left with his family to avoid the disaster of Bingxian. General Tie guarded the gatehouse, but there was a tall banyan tree like an umbrella at the gate of the courtyard, which blocked the snow.

Xiao Qian took her by the hand and walked down under the big banyan tree, using a "tree dong" movement that Mo Jiu thought was bloody and handsome, he protected her between himself and the broad torso of the banyan tree, and looked down at her intently.

In the silver-white world, the light was dim, but his palm was burning like fire, and his focused and eager eyes brought out a touch of ambiguity, which made Mo Jiu's heart bump like a deer, and he couldn't help but tighten his hand.

"Xiao Liulang, don't you mean to..."

Mo Jiu is a person who often plays a little hooligan on her lips, but she is still a conservative and contradictory girl in essence, especially when facing Xiao Liulang, who has always been "pure and ascetic", she feels that such obscene thoughts like hers are not appropriate. Ask the exit.

How could she have the nerve to ask: We haven't seen each other for a long time, could it be that he couldn't hold back anymore and dragged her in halfway to want to do something wrong here?

wrong!That's too unlike Xiao Liulang's style.

"Ajiu!"

He looked at her for a while, and finally made a sound.

But that voice was deadly hoarse.A pair of eyes are also like a wolf waiting to eat people in the dark night, glowing with a faint cold light, staring eagerly at Mo Jiu's hooded face with a palm-sized chin, then lifted the hat, smoothed the hair on her cheek, and said in a low voice : "I just want to... kiss you."

Mo Jiu let out an "ah", dumbfounded.

At night, he dragged her into the dark woods, stared at her with Wangcai's staring eyes for a while, and he actually told her cautiously that he just wanted to "kiss her?"

(End of this chapter)