"What's the problem?" Long Qingtian furrowed his brows, slightly puzzled.

The anger in Mo Jiu's heart immediately rose, yes, this man is pretending to be confused!

Mo Jiuluo turned around, she couldn't leave here at all under the man's big claws, so she had to turn her back to the man to show her displeasure! The little butt arched to keep the man away from him.

Long Qingtian couldn't help but look at the awkward little woman in his arms, and with a wave of his big hand, the distance that Mo Jiu had wasted his strength suddenly collapsed, Long Qingtian held her tightly in his arms, touched her face with rough fingers, and said with a low smile: "Little goblin, are you jealous?" ”

"Nope!" Mo Jiu straightened his neck and resolutely refused to admit it.

She felt that she liked Long Qingtian all day long, loved Long Qingtian on her lips, and in the process of pursuing him, she was very active, and she could even be said to be seducing, but in addition to being really good to her, this man was only active in bed, except for doing that, what else would he do?!

Ahem!

Well, Mo Jiu must admit that she is a little shameless, Long Qingtian has already shown his love with actions, but what woman doesn't need sweet words? And she's a nineteen-year-old girl, so she needs to be coaxed by others, doesn't she?

Finding a good reason for his willfulness, Mo Jiu's eyes gradually turned red.

Since he was with Long Qingtian, this man has never said anything like liking himself and loving himself, and if he says something, he will lose a piece of meat! He had never admitted his identity, Mo Jiu felt very insecure in his heart, plus the Lu Lan in everyone's mouth, Mo Jiu felt irritable inexplicably.

Burying his head in the man's chest, Long Qingtian's big hand patted Mo Jiu's back, "Don't think about it, go to sleep." ”

"I don't!" Mo Jiu opened his mouth sullenly and said stubbornly.

Long Qingtian's big hand dragged on her little buttocks, "If you don't sleep, then do some exercise?" ”

"Shameless!" Mo Jiu gritted his teeth with hatred, this man weishenme can always hold his seven inches?

The man's kiss fell on her face and shoulder, and Zuihou patted her on the back, "Sleep." ”

The deep voice was inexplicably reassuring in the dark night, and Mo Jiu, who had been annoyed all afternoon, was indeed very tired and quickly fell asleep.

Long Qingtian looked at the girl's comfortable and quiet face after she fell asleep, her eyes were deep, and her body had already reacted, but she was too tired, and Long Qingtian could only wronged herself.

After taking Mo Jiu into his arms and letting her sleep more comfortably, Long Qingtian leaned into Mo Jiu's ear and opened his mouth to say something.

In her sleep, she felt as if she had heard Long Qingtian's voice, repeating a sentence over and over again, but that sentence was very strange and made her not know what it meant.

The next day, with the sound of the wake-up whistle, Mo Jiu opened his eyes, his body was very sore, but today's training had to continue, and he left his dormitory after breakfast with Long Qingtian and rushed to the playground.

In the administrative building, Mo Jiu walked out, and the words in the deep voice in the dream kept flashing in his mind.

“Ichliebedich”

Mo Jiu repeated it a few times, but he still didn't know what it meant, and his eyes widened in confusion.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Yohe, what are you muttering early in the morning?" ”

Mo Jiu turned around and found that the person behind him was Yu Zhuo, and the ghost made him remember the words he heard in his dream, and he didn't know if his brain didn't turn for a while, so he opened his mouth and said it directly.