Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan

Vicious Villain’s Whitewash Plan Chapter 50

2022-01-25

Chapter 50 Obtained

After a long time, the sky outside has changed twice, the sun is high, the rays of light is the most flaming, but the room is still dark, as if shrouded in Dark Mist, people and things are swallowed by darkness.

I could vaguely hear the movement of someone standing up, and then all the darkness disappeared quickly, and after being allowed, a ray of sunlight finally dared to shine through the window tremblingly.

See, Mo Jiu is lying on his back on the bed, motionless, like he has lost his life.

His eyes were always blocked by his arms, he couldn't see his eyes, and he didn't know if he was in tears. He could only see his body twitching occasionally, and the sound from his lips. Deeply suppressed crying or gasping can prove that he is alive.

Everything on Feng Jiuyou's body was transformed by black air. After getting out of bed, her mind moved slightly, her whole body became clean and tidy, and a dark red robe emerged, gradually covering her body. .

In the blink of an eye, Feng Jiuyou became noble again, still with aloof and remote temperament, a ruthless and indifferent Demon Venerable.

Only when she looked towards Mo Jiu, her emotionless eyes had a hint of warmth, her eyes swept across his body, and her brows could not help frowning.

She seemed to have gone too far, and even her will did not fully control herself, and in the end it was almost all instinctive actions.

But Feng Jiuyou recalled everything last night, and realized that his loss of reason is not unreasonable

Feng Jiuyou's gentle exhales one breath saying, actually feels like he has been for thousands of years It's boring, and it's only now that I found something really interesting and precious.

Feng Jiuyou took Mo Jiu into his arms, his movements were very gentle.

But the next moment, he was silent again, lying quietly in her arms, his head resting on her chest, rare to be well-behaved, rare to be quiet, rare to be fragile.

After last night, Feng Jiuyou has a special fascination with Mo Jiu's eyes, and now he intends to move his arm away to see how he will look now.

Mo Jiu's hands suddenly clenched into fists, and his entire body suddenly stiffened, his arms sticking tightly to his eyes, preventing Feng Jiuyou from winning easily.

Feng Jiuyou tried several times to no avail. She didn't want to hurt Mo Jiu, so the force was always very light.

"Mo Jiu, be obedient." Feng Jiuyou said helplessly.

Mo Jiu felt his arm suddenly lose strength, and as soon as Feng Jiuyou pulled it away, it fell weakly to his side.

It's like this, with just one word from her, she can deprive him of all his ability to resist.

Mo Jiu originally closed his eyes tightly, but when he thought of this, a sadness and hatred arose in his heart, and he opened his eyes as if he had given up on himself.

He couldn't resist, so he just obeyed.

Feng Jiuyou lowered his head, and when he saw Mo Jiu's eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The boy's eyes were flushed, and even his eyelashes seemed to be dyed with a touch of red, looking pitiful and attractive, completely different from his usual arrogant and domineering little Young Master attitude, more like a changed one. people.

But what shocked Feng Jiuyou was that even so, Mo Jiu didn't shed a single tear, as if it was the only thing that could prove that his dignity still existed, as long as a drop fell, it was the only thing left. Pride is gone.

She had watched it a few times last night, and tears had already filled her eyes, as if they would drip down at any time, but in the end, not a single drop fell and was swallowed by his stubborn forcibly. .

Looking at his lips again, the pink lips that were originally pink were stained with a dark color, and he bit into a mess, and it turned into a little blood on his lips, just to hold back. The urge to cry.

This shows how arrogant Mo Jiu is.

Feng Jiuyou purse one's lip , a hint of remorse inevitably emerged in her heart, she shouldn't have gotten out of control like that last night.

And then there is a rare generation of pity. If there is a demon cultivator who knows her identity here, seeing the guilt and tenderness in her eyes, even just a hint of it, is enough to shock their jaws.

And Mo Jiu's eyes moved slowly, capturing Feng Jiuyou's current brilliance, as if nothing had happened before, and he was the only one who fell from the world to hell, and was taken away in despair and embarrassment. Go for the most important thing.

He gritted his teeth in pain, his eyes filled with sadness.

Seeing this, Feng Jiuyou lowered his head and kissed Mo Jiu lightly. He immediately had a big reaction, struggling to shake his head, his movements full of resistance, and tremblingly said: "No."

He didn't want to be emotionally deprived any more.

He's going to hate her.

He wants revenge.

And as if he understood his thoughts, Feng Jiuyou really didn't absorb his emotions.

Mo Jiu was startled, and gradually stopped struggling, no longer resisting, but obediently bearing Feng Jiuyou's kiss, deep in one's heart actually gave birth to a trace of gratitude.

"Going to take a bath?"

Feng Jiuyou knew that Mo Jiu likes to be clean, but he must be uncomfortable with such a sticky body.

With the obedience just now, Mo Ji listened to this at the moment, subconsciously nods u, came back to his senses and then changed his mouth: "I wash it myself"

"Okay." Feng Jiuyou said softly.

Mo Jiu couldn't believe that Feng Jiuyou would agree to him, and there was a trace of gratitude in his heart that he didn't even notice.

"Then I'll take you into the hot spring."

Mo Jiu opened his lips and wanted to refuse, but thinking that Feng Jiuyou had just agreed to two conditions, he had to put the words of refusal. Swallow it back again.

It wasn't until his body fell into the hot spring that the warm hot water flowed over his body and slid across his red-scarred skin, and he didn't feel alive again.

Feng Jiuyou chuckled at him: "Call me after washing, you just lost a trace of true yang, your body is very weak, and you can't move freely."

Mo Jiu looked at her He smiled, listening to her gentle voice, and suddenly felt that it was not her who was so rude to him.

He hurriedly lowered his head, stopped looking at her, and didn't respond.

Feng Jiuyou doesn't care, any man who has just experienced that kind of thing should have some time to relax.

She stepped back into the room.

'Host, are you all right? ' The system's tone is rarely so panicked.

Mo Jiu leaned back against the pool wall and slowly closed his eyes: 'It's okay. '

'Is it really okay? 'The system's big eyes are full of unbelief, 'I saw her torment you like that!' '

Mo Jiu himself wondered: 'How to torture? '

'She's sitting on you like a stool, and I feel like she's trying to crush you to death! '

"cough cough!" Mo Jiu choked on it and scolded it coldly, 'Shut up and play your game!' '

The system is extremely wronged: '.嘤'

It is clearly caring about the host.

Is it really not painful for the host to be continuously tortured like that?

It hurts to look at!

Small system, you are still too small

(end of this chapter)