Chapter Forty-Seven: The Two-Faced Demon Lord

Ling Luo waited in the room for a long, long time, but Mo Lan Jiuye's figure never appeared, so that she fell asleep leaning against the window before she knew it.

Mo Lan Jiuye's figure was like a breeze, appearing here without the slightest sound, he looked at the sleeping Ling Luo's hair that was slightly fluttering by the evening breeze, frowned almost inaudibly, reached out to untie the coat on his body, and then gently covered Ling Luo's body to shield her from the cold.

With spiritual power in her hand, Mo Lan Jiuye gently picked up Ling Luo and put her back on the bed, so that she could sleep more comfortably.

This series of movements was extremely gentle under the control of Mo Lan Jiuye, and Ling Luo didn't notice that he had been moved in his sleep at all, but instead stretched his eyebrows that were originally entangled in everything because of the warm and comfortable bed.

Mo Lan Jiu sat on the edge of the bed at night, looking at Ling Luo's quiet and beautiful sleeping face at this time, his dark eyes were full of tenderness, and when he touched the cold light chain on her wrist, his expression was a little unbearable and guilty.

At this moment, Mo Lan Jiuye's eyes flashed red, and a voice identical to him sounded in his heart, "Mo Lan Jiuye, don't forget, you let her go back to Snow City because you trusted her, but what was the result?" She abandoned you and wanted to pass it on to someone else, are you going to let it happen again? ”

"No, I will never let Snow leave me again, even if she is locked up like this for the rest of her life, I will let her stay with me forever." The hesitation and guilt in Mo Lan Jiuye's eyes disappeared completely, and his eyes became cold and possessive, such an evil charm, as if he had changed someone.

At this moment, Ling Luo suddenly woke up, she suddenly saw Mo Lan Jiu Ye sitting next to her, but she was not surprised, because she smelled the smell of Mo Lan Jiu Ye in her sleep, so she woke up instantly.

Ling Luo, who had just woken up, just felt that his head was groggy, as if he hadn't woken up, and the tone of his speech to Mo Lan Jiuye was not as good as she thought during the day, but with a bit of lazy and coquettish taste, "Why did you come back so late?" ”

"You just waited for me?" The abnormality in Ling Luo's tone was naturally captured by Mo Lan Jiuye, and a trace of joy and anticipation flashed in his beautiful narrow peach blossom eyes, and the anger and coldness on his body faded completely.

Ling Luo rubbed his eyes that were sour because he hadn't slept well, he was actually a little impatient in his heart, but he also knew that he couldn't be so tough on Mo Lan Jiuye, so he said like he was coaxing a child, "Of course I'm waiting for you, otherwise who else will there be?" ”

"Snow, I knew you wouldn't abandon me, I always knew it." Mo Lan Jiuye's words were ridiculously childish, but his voice was full of affection, making it impossible to respond with laughter.

Ling Luo was so shocked by Mo Lan Jiuye's sudden hug that she couldn't speak, but after these days of getting along, she gradually mastered the joy and anger of Mo Lan Jiuye, he was actually like a child on weekdays, very simple and cute, he would go to great lengths to please Ling Luo, and he would directly express his love to her, everything was like a crystal version of clear and transparent, which was irresistible. But once Ling Luo resisted, or wanted to leave his thoughts, Mo Lan Jiu Ye would be like a different person, her body was full of anger and gloomy aura, and she immediately turned into a terrifying demon, and the things she did were even more difficult to control, like the chains on her body, which were also given by Mo Lan Jiu Ye.