As soon as she finished speaking, a cool breeze rushed across her face.

She looked back at the dungeon door.

There was no one there, but she felt like someone was standing there, staring at her with worried and affectionate eyes.

Then, the next moment, a voice sounded from behind her.

"You think so about me?" A voice like a breeze, but with strong longing and tenderness.

He sat behind her, his hands clasped around her.

The body hidden in the shadows has gradually become an entity.

His warmth was as cold as ever.

She was dragged into his arms by him.

Naturally, she buried her face between her warm hair.

The body temperature is cold, but it is a scorching breath.

The combination of warmth and coldness sprinkled on her neck made her more aware of where she was at this moment.

She didn't move, and she didn't struggle as before.

Lying quietly in his arms.

Without saying a word, just listening to his breathing.

It feels good.

Qibao took advantage of Ye Zhi's madness and jumped into the basket, gnawing from the bottom to the top, and then from the top to the bottom, like a little mouse digging a hole.

Dan Dan was playing on the side, and no one paid any attention.

In such a small space, even each other's breath could be heard.

He was also very cooperative and accompanied her for a long time.

Only then did he cough lightly, breaking the silence.

When they speak, they are isolated by the defensive barrier, and no one outside the dungeon can hear them.

"How's it going, are you still used to it here?" It was a bit of a shame for him to say such a thing suddenly.

She struggled, pushed him away behind her, turned around, and glared at him viciously: "If you hadn't told me that I had something to tell me slowly in the dungeon, I wouldn't have slept here." ”

"Well, blame me!" He lowered his head, and a trace of grievance spread on his handsome face.

"Let's say, where are the two of Nie Jing and Baili Xuanfeng now, they are still safe." Ye Zhimad ignored his shameless expression and went straight to the question.

At the mention of this question, Mo Jun's evil demon's face immediately became serious.

His brow furrowed deeply.

"Your business, was it an accident?"

"Accident!" After Ye Zhi heard this, Liu Ye's eyebrows frowned: "That Nie Wuli is aggressive on it, don't tell me, it's an accident for her to do this." ”

"You misunderstood." Mo Junxie rubbed her head, with a cold edge in his eyes: "Nie Wuli making small moves on it is an accident for Baili Qinghong and the Nie family." ”

"Their purpose is to be the city lord of Luo Guangquan, sponsor the annual meeting, and plan the annual meeting competition project, but they are planning to suppress Luo Guangquan."

"When the victor stands on the platform of life and death, the mines buried deep under the platform of life and death will explode under man."

"Think about it, if it is at the annual meeting, is the city lord who can't even guarantee his safety qualified to continue to sit in the position of the city lord?"

"Although Luo Guangquan has a high prestige in the eyes of the people of Dongcheng over the years, if there are many casualties in the annual meeting, how do you think those people will think of him."

Mo Junxie lowered his head and looked at the woman who was listening carefully.

She raised her eyes and said, "If it were me, I would be angry and blame him for being irresponsible." ”

"What you are talking about is the psychology of ordinary people, people's hearts are terrifying, people don't make mistakes, once you make a mistake, even if you do well in the past, you can't make a mistake!"