Lonely king and the widowed woman

"Wait!"

A white lotus root like wrist stood in front of him. In the soft light, Mo Jiu's smiling face was pretty and charming. His posture was not twisted and demon. He immediately lost Xie Bingsheng's eyes, "what's your name? Why don't you take it off?"

"You can't take it off." it is said that beauty has three beauties, one for voice, one for shape and one for taste. Ink nine is not only good in shape, taste and voice, "if I take it off, you will die."

She smiled lightly. Xie Bingsheng only thought she was seducing herself and said "Oh" frivolously, "it's not worth me to die on my mother's belly... I'll see the best in the world."

He thought he was romantic and affectionate, but mojiu looked at his fake mother's face and listened to his fake mother's voice, which was like seeing a fly. His stomach churned endlessly, "I really don't know who I am?"

"Aren't you waiting for the little Niang to tell?" Xie Bingsheng said and picked her chin with a folding fan.

Mo Jiu's fingertips touched the fan bone and smiled in a low voice: "widow of the Mohist family. If Xie Shijun doesn't know me, you can send someone to Xuyi to ask what kind of life Mo Jiu is... There were many men who died in my hands. You're nothing. But I'm timid. I'm afraid that you will die in vain and implicate my mother. I'm afraid that the Xiao family will know and get into trouble. I have to tell you the truth."

Xie Bingsheng is the only son of the Prime Minister Xie Chen. Naturally, he knows that Xiao Qian is the first power Minister of Nanrong.

He heard that the Xiao family was going to marry a widow as their eldest grandson's daughter-in-law, but he didn't seem nervous. Instead, he took a step closer, bowed his head and sniffed at the tip of mojiu's hair, "in this way, I can't let you leave. It's not fun to get into trouble with the Xiao family."

Mo Jiu smiled and glanced at him obliquely. "Xie Shijun, the widow of the Mohist family is not only widowed, but also the descendant of the Mohist family. She always knows the way to meet people, and Feng Shui and geomancy are unique. Don't you know?"

Xie Bingsheng really didn't know, "what does the little lady want to say?"

Mo Jiu sighed and looked at his eyebrows with mixed feelings. "You stop green and turbid, and the Yintang is black. From the face, it is a sign of yin and evil."

Xie Bingsheng was suspicious and looked uncertain: "the sign of Yin evil?"

Mo Jiu nodded and said solemnly, "Yin Sha is a sign of great evil. It is light to prison, heavy to family destruction and death."

This bluffing method was summarized by Mo Jiu from practice. In her last life, she once met a monk in the street. When she came up to chat up, she said that she had bad luck recently. He was entrusted by an immortal in a mountain to come to dissolve her bad luck. It was mysterious. As a result, Mo Jiu had to reluctantly spend 20 yuan to buy a blessing amulet from the monk.

In fact, her heart is very clear that she has been "sold", but it is human's normal psychology to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages. Twenty yuan is not painful, so she should only buy one at ease.

Mo Jiu was relieved to see Xie Bingsheng's serious thinking.

But unexpectedly, he was only stunned for a moment. He laughed and opened the fan, shaking it with joy, "Fun, that's fun! I like the beauties who are willing to use their brains to deceive me. It's much more interesting than those who stay in wood. Little widow, I'll entertain you tonight and see how you can beat me... I just don't know how happy you are when you're called by children with so many men?"

He folded the fan and gently brushed her pink mouth. He looked a little restrained and drank low.

"Throw those mediocre fat and vulgar powder into the Yanyun building and don't bother to take another look."

When he turned and looked at Mo Jiu, he smiled, "come on, pick up my darling and send it to the room."

Mo Jiu's face changed, "dare you!"