Jiang Xin's voice sounded very relaxed and pleasant, as if everything just now had nothing to do with her.

Mo Chen trembled his hand and gently knocked on the door of Jiang Xin's room.

The wooden door was a little heavy, and he felt some pain in his hands just knocking on it.

"It's me...... Can I come in?"

He forced his voice to sound less trembling, less frightened.

"Come in. ”

Some lazy, some relaxed voices made Mo Chen imagine what kind of situation Jiang Xin would be like in the house.

"Squeak...."

The wooden door was carefully opened by him, and the people inside were lying lazily on the chaise longue as he thought, with a deep sense of comfort in their eyes.

"What's the matter? I just let you go, and you came to recruit me again..... are you too bored and want to play with those spices?"

"Not ......"

Mochen lowered his head, a little cramped and uneasy, "I'm just...... Just wanted to come ........"

"Alright,"

Jiang Xin interrupted Mo Chen's later words, rubbing his temples with his hands, "Don't say what you said later, I basically understand...... Come here....."

"What .......?"

Mochen raised his head and looked at Jiang Xin, "What did you say I should do?"

"Come here. ”

Jiang Xin didn't wear the black robe she loved to wear every day, nor did she wear his big black hood, but wore a thin layer of pink gauze, which was her white body.

"I ...... You're still ....."

"You come and press my head, my head hurts. ”

Jiang Xin's hand kept on his temple, blinking, and a flirtatious smile on his lips, "What's wrong? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will whip you......"

"It's not!"

Mo Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, biting his lower lip tightly, his eyes were red, and the whole person looked like an innocent rabbit, "I just, I just think ...... It doesn't seem good for you to be like that...... Let's put on a dress......"

"Hahaha......"

Jiang Xin looked up to the sky and smiled, and her delicate and charming face was flushed with laughter, "You kid, it's really different from Qu Ziyan, it's so innocent, it's so cute......"

She slowly supported her body with her hands facing back, and the smile on her face slowly stopped, "I, I really have the ability to be a child, and I want to find someone to inherit it...... But I've been suffering from no one to help me..... but you're different, you're really different from Qu Ziyan...... I don't know if you can inherit this ability......"

Her voice revealed a thick sense of exhaustion and a thick sense of mystery. Before coming here, Mo Chen had never heard of any witches in the Western Regions, and he didn't even know anything about martial arts, perfumery, and witchcraft. But after coming here, he suddenly found that these things, which should have been far away from him, seemed to be very close now.

"I'm not trying to inherit this...... I just ......"

"If he wants to seek justice for Qu Ziyan or something, then forget it, it's his own choice, it has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with me. It's not the first time he's done this. It's the rule, the rule to stay with me. Okay, you come here, I don't like to repeat a sentence three times,"

Jiang Xin's smile was not as frivolous as just now, and it was a little serious in it, but no matter what, her actions just now had left something bad in Mo Chen's heart, "Come over quickly, I've raised you for this time, and it's time to show your role......."

Mochen knew that he couldn't escape today.

"I got it......."

He lowered his hand and swallowed softly.

This is really a test for him.

A test that would destroy all the ideas he had built up before.

"Hey, how can you look like an angry little daughter-in-law..... I won't eat you. ”

Jiang Xin's smile was teasing and frivolous, she seemed to be very interested in Mochen's performance, and she liked to tease him very much.

"Let me tell you, when Qu Ziyan was like this for the first time, he really didn't have any shyness at all. He just helped me massage without squinting, and asked me if I was strong enough. When I looked up at him, the child's face was red, but that face was expressionless, without a little emotion in it..... this is what I admire about him, this child is still very powerful......"

As if she was caught in a memory, she looked up at the roof, as if she was a little nostalgic,

"How many years ago, there seemed to be such a person, like Qu Ziyan's child, who was obviously a shy person, but he was very stubborn and unwilling to admit anything...... It's really nostalgic and sad....."

She stood up, seeing that Mochen was still standing far away, her voice suddenly became a little colder, "Why, talk to you well, you still don't listen, do you?"

"I got it......"

Mo Chen blinked his eyes and clenched his hands into fists, looking very nervous.

He slowly walked towards Jiang Xin's chaise longue, and even walked hand and foot together.

"But, but I'm not like Qu Ziyan, I don't massage or anything...... I don't know, what do you need......"

"Hahahaha, come over first!"

Jiang Xin couldn't help laughing.

"Why, are you so funny. ”

"Me too, the first time I've seen you smile. ”

Mo Chen walked behind Jiang Xin and looked at her long black hair, which was mixed with white hair.

It turns out that such a beauty has also given birth to Huafa.

He always thought that Jiang Xin was at most the age of a cardamom girl, but he never thought that she was ......

"Press my temple here for a moment, I've been getting a headache lately. ”

She let go of her hand and exposed all the acupoints to Mo Chen's hand,

"If it's too heavy or too light, I'll say it, so you can press it with confidence. ”

"Yes......."

Mo Chen exhaled softly, and gently pressed his hands on Jiang Xin's temples.

As soon as his warm hand touched Jiang Xin's cold head, he successfully exchanged Jiang Xin's comfortable sigh,

"You guys, you are strong-blooded, really, warm and tight...... I've never felt too warm......"

She suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Mochen's hand.

As soon as her cold little hand touched Mo Chen's, he couldn't help but step back.

He frowned and wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that Jiang Xin was pulling it tighter, and he had no way to withdraw his hand at all.

Jiang Xin leaned half of his face on his hand, as if he was absorbing the last warmth.

Her face was cold, there was no warmth, and even her breathing was cold.

She greedily absorbed the last warmth from Mo Chen's body.

"Why are you running away...... Isn't it good to be with me all the time? I like you so much..... I like you so much...... You just don't like me, you just don't want to stay...... What do you want me to do, how to do it, so that you can understand how much I love you......"