Tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night, and until late at night, Yan Chuqi still did not wait for Mo Jing's visit. After eating and drinking with his friends, they all put out the fire and lay on the bed to get ready for sleep. After all, there is still a lot of work to be done tomorrow, and to be a slave, getting up early is a necessary virtue.

Yan Chuqi was lying on the bed tossing and turning, and he was still haunted by the fact that Mo Jing didn't come, as if there was a lump of depression in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out.

The rain outside had stopped, and Yan Chuqi, who didn't even have to hear the sound of the rain, was even more depressed, if the light was on in the room at the moment, she would definitely be able to see the pouting of two oil pots on her face.

She was really unhappy, and even a little angry, this thing was too boring. Her cheeks bulged out with anger, like a little goldfish holding bubbles and not spitting.

Yan Chuqi felt that he was in a terrible mood. Especially the joy of eating and drinking with everyone just now, it has also shrunk very much because of the unhappy thing that Mojing didn't come.

Yan Chuqi stretched out his hand to pinch a mosquito that was still alive in late autumn, and the irritability in his heart was even worse, so he got up gently, put on his robe, got out of bed, put on his shoes and walked out lightly.

The weather is sunny and fast, just like at this time, a crescent moon is hanging on the treetops in the small courtyard, quite a bit of a laurel tree under the moon. The bright moonlight illuminated the small courtyard a little, and even the fear that should have in the dark night was dispelled a lot.

Yan Chuqi was in no mood to appreciate these weather changes now, her mind was full of two words, "strange scenery". A person like Yan Chuqi, who has been a ruthless killer, treats feelings and this kind of thing extremely coldly.

Yan Chuqi expressed her dissatisfaction with her bad mood, this had never happened in her previous life, even if she was stabbed more than a dozen times on her body, without anesthetic, she could still smile heartlessly, squeeze her eyebrows at the old doctor who bandaged her wounds, and even be coquettish.

But now, because an inconsequential person didn't come to play with him today, he was depressed all day, and he even had insomnia for the first time in his life! Eh, Yan Chuqi felt panicked for himself, he had only known each other for a few days, and he hadn't seen him for a day, as if he had been in three autumns? Just waiting to see through it?

Not to mention, Yan Chuqi can feel the smell. But she wasn't stupid enough to take it seriously, she just analyzed, "Mo Jing is a conscienceless, so she didn't send Yu Pei over today." Could it be that there is something that you can't leave? Could it be that you are in trouble? The more Yan Chuqi thought about it, the more nervous he became, the more he felt that Mo Jing seemed to be about to be killed, and the deer in his heart was running wildly, and he was even more restless, so he rushed to the night palace where Mo Jing lived on tiptoe.