Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 911 The pit is 169 meters deep and four people date (4)
Xiao Qian's quilt has his unique fragrance.

This was a taste that Mo Jiu could never resist.

She likes it, likes it very much, and even more likes to fall asleep in this smell.

So she took a shallow breath, she slept very soundly this time, her tense nerves were relaxed, and her cold body was warmed up. When she was awakened by a muffled voice, she felt comfortable and at ease.

Yawning, she opened her eyes.

There is a curtain in front of the bed, which has been drawn by Xiao Qian.

So she slept inside, separated from the outside into two spaces.

In the rustling of the paper, she heard Xiao Qian ask: "Who sent it?"

Xue Fang replied: "The inspection found it on the archery target in the school yard."

On the archery target in the school yard?
The arrow target there is made of straw, and the distance from the fence of the camp is at least ten feet. Someone can shoot this letter on the arrow target, if he does not shoot it from inside the barracks, but from the outside丨In, it can only be said that he is not only a sharp archer, but also a strong man.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Qian waved his hands and said, "Go down."

Xue Fang said "yes" softly, and moved slowly.

But as soon as he turned around, he heard Xiao Qian giving orders behind his back.

"Be gentle on your feet."

Xue Fang: "..."

He knew that Mo Jiu was sleeping on the bed inside, but his footsteps were as light as possible, and he couldn't hear anything himself, but his master repeated this sentence three times from the moment he came in to the time he left.

"...It's changed! It's changed!" He murmured in a low voice.

"What changed?" The tent was too quiet, Xiao Qian's ears were so good that he caught it.

Xue Fang was bluffed by him, looked back at him, pouted his mouth again after thinking about it, and said bitterly: "I said that the emperor has changed, you were not like this before..."

"Cough!" Hearing Xue Fang's aggrieved voice, Mo Jiu couldn't help thinking of the gossip and rumors about that day these days, and couldn't help but want to laugh.But she didn't laugh, she held back her breath, and sighed heavily: "Liu Lang, it's not easy for Xue Xiaolang, even if you want to change your mind, you should take him into consideration..."

Xiao Qian: "..."

Xue Fang's face flushed red, "Sister Mo..."

Xiao Qian interrupted him, his gaze sank, "Aren't you going down?"

Mo Jiu sighed again, "Oh, Liulang, you've changed, you've changed your mind..."

"Uh!" Xue Fang was played around by the two of them, and was so wronged to death.

But it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, he shut his mouth bitterly, and backed out.

Mo Jiu lay on the bed and giggled for a while, then kicked the quilt again, stretched, lazily got up from the bed, and walked slowly to Xiao Qian with a little face that was flushed from sleep, with The laziness who just woke up, like a little girl, opened her hands to him.

"Liulang, hold—"

With Xiao Liulang, she lived more and more, and she despised herself for pretending to be tender, but she was actually young, and in Xiao Liulang's eyes, she was nothing more than normal.

Most men like women who are as tender as water. Xiao Qian is very fond of Mo Jiu's soft and delicate appearance. He took her over and put her on his lap, and lovingly wrapped her around her waist, speaking in a voice that was louder than Xue Fang's. Sometimes, it is lowered by more than an octave.

"Wake you up?"

"No." Mo Jiu shook his head, "Who wrote you a letter?"

She is a shrewd woman, and she can judge the general situation from the previous few words and clues.Thinking about Xiao Liulang's attracting bees and butterflies, she glanced at the letter lying on the table intentionally or unintentionally, raised her eyebrows and said, "Which woman wrote you a love letter?"

(End of this chapter)