"Bamboo, don't you think this thing is weird?" Wuge sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the floor.

On the soft collapse of Nanmu beside her lay a young slave woman who was still unconscious, and Wuge looked up at the little fat man with an oily face eating at the table, and her heart was full of sorrow.

"Can you stop eating yet?" like a starving ghost.

Bamboo rubbed his greasy little hand on his body, and said vaguely: "You are also a vegetarian, you are worried about it, what is not weird in this formation, you should have gotten used to it, it is not better than anything to be full." ”

After a few days of precariousness, the delicate strand of bamboo was polished clean.

That's right, Wuge got up and sighed, let's eat first, I can't think of a reason after thinking about it, the boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and the big deal is to sink to the bottom...

Bamboo blinked his eyes, holding a naan, looked at Wuge and "gently moved the lotus step" to the table, and frowned: "Are you walking well?"

"Do you think I'm willing? I can't breathe anymore from this torn skirt, and I can't move my legs. This silver gauze skirt, the bun on her head, and the silver jewelry on her wrists and neck directly affected Wuge's range of movements, and she couldn't wait to take off this outfit immediately.

Thinking like this, he reached to his waist with his bare hand, and pulled the waist seal to remove the skirt legs.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and a long leg stepped in.

"Childe. Bamboo was happy like a white fat rabbit, he didn't care about the oil on his hands and face, he crashed into the arms of the person, raised his little head and looked at Mo Xing's masked face, "Bamboo is scared to death, you don't know, they..."

Wuge's hand froze like this, and it wasn't good to take it off, and it was uncomfortable not to take it off.

A scorching gaze stared at Wu Ge, coming from Mo Xingran standing by the door.

His voice was deep: "You... It's beautiful. ”

The sudden compliment made Wuge's face suddenly red, and she was rarely shy.

"Ouch, hehe, it's hard to give up on your natural beauty, don't stare at me, sit down and eat something first. "The skin is still as thick as the old city wall, but the behavior is somewhat unnatural. Wu Ge brushed the broken hair from his ear behind his ear, walked over to Mo Xingran, and pulled him to sit at the table.

Bamboo glanced at Wuge and pouted: "Childe, look at me, what has become of me!" He doesn't care if Wuge is a man or a woman, beautiful or ugly, he is a "little bamboo fairy", how can he understand the twists and turns between men and women. He only knew that since his son-in-law entered the door, his eyes were staring at Wuge directly, and he didn't look at him.

Fang Cai Wuge had already told Zhuzi the whole story, telling him that Mo Xingran had infiltrated the secret door in order to save the two of them, and Zhuzi had a handful of snot and tears after listening to it, pointing to Wuge's nose and complaining for a long time, saying that if she hadn't caused trouble impulsively, she wouldn't have suffered her son-in-law.

"Let's eat first, and then we'll think about the rest of the day. "It's fun to get together, but in this current situation, Wuge still can't paralyze himself.

"That's right, Childe, this meal is worse than Wan Gutian, but you haven't eaten it for a few days, so you will eat a little. As he spoke, Bamboo's little hand was about to pick up the mask dyed by the ink star.

Mo Xingran's body stiffened imperceptibly, "Okay, I'll do it myself." He gently brushed away the bamboo's small hand and took off his mask.

Seeing Mo Xingran looking at him, Jun had a slight smile on his face, and Wuge's face turned red unconsciously.

"Eat. She lowered her head and took small bites of the rice in the bowl, the sauce elbow on the table, the braised fish, and the braised chicken thighs, she didn't eat a bite.

It's not that I don't want to eat it, but it's mainly that gnawing on something with bones is a bit of a ruin image...

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The day passed in the blink of an eye, and those maids came to send some fruit and some flower tea for a while, and the three of them were safe in the Nanyu Pavilion, and nothing strange happened.

Underground day and night, it is estimated that it is about the afternoon, someone from the door of the Nanyu Pavilion beating the twilight drum, Wuge walked to the door and grabbed the person, and asked, "What time is it?"

The man replied, "Your Excellency, it is unitary time." ”

It just so happened that at this time, a secret door came from the guard in a hurry, saying that Lord Jingyuan had sent him to bring a message to Wuge.

The Congwei took Wuge outside the door and whispered to her: "Lord Jingyuan, let me bring you a sentence: far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”

Wuge strongly suspects that this pervert must also like to guess riddles in addition to loving and abusive people, and the gods can't guess what he means.

But when Wuge asked the man again, he shook his head, said nothing, arched his hand at her, turned his face and left.

finally relaxed a little, so that this Jing Yuan was so agitated, and Wuge's nerves were tense again.

She walked into the house without a master, not paying attention to Mo Xingran who was standing by the door, and crashed her head into his arms.

"How can you walk without looking at the road?" his voice was as soft as water.

Wuge looked up and saw the soft jawline of the handsome face, and was stunned for a moment: "What are you going to do next?" She stepped back from Mo Xingran's arms, "What that pervert said, could it be to scare me?"

"What did he say?"

He said that I would not live today, and he sent someone to bring him a message, saying that the horizon was far away and close at hand. Wuge looked up at him.

Mo Xingran rubbed her top hair: "Don't think about it, everything is with me." ”

I don't know why, obviously there is nothing wrong with this day, but she is inexplicably uneasy in her heart, and she jumps suddenly.

"Let's go into the house and rest, didn't you say that you were going to see the national teacher tomorrow, and then make plans. ”

Wuge nodded and slowly walked into the house.

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"Bamboo, don't you think..."Wuge pulled Bamboo's soft little hand, "Mo Xingran is a little strange?" she looked confused.

"Are you full of food? My son-in-law has saved you again and again, how can he be sorry for you?" Mo Xing Dye is the reverse scale of bamboo, and he can't say that his son-in-law is not good at all.

"No, I mean he... I can't say it, it's just that he didn't tease me today. ”

Bamboo looked at her as if he was looking at a crazy person, and twitched his chubby little hand from her hand: "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." ”

"Listen to me, he's very gentle today!"

Unexpectedly, the bamboo covered his ears and shouted: "Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures!"

"Why, can't I be gentle?"

Wuge's scalp was numb, and his body was a little stiff, "When did you come, hehe, it's gentle and good, good..."

"I've been there. ”

He had been panicking in Wuge's heart, but she didn't feel that there was someone behind her at all, and the bamboo kept rushing at her, and he didn't say anything!

"In this case, I'll go and rest first, so you should rest early. ”

Mo Xingran took Wuge's hand, his hand was a little cold, "You have a good rest at night, cover the quilt, and I will guard you at the door." ”

Wuge nodded and walked towards the bed.

At night, she slept with her clothes closed, and deliberately stood the Broken Peak Sword beside the bed to ask for peace of mind.

The young slave woman was unconscious on Wuge's side, motionless, and a nanmu collapsed with two people, looking a little crowded.

Bamboo made a floor in the corner of the wall, and was still shouting to go to bed, but when he saw that there were two people on the bed, he reluctantly hugged the quilt and shrunk into the corner.

The space inside the Nanyu Pavilion is quite large, there is only one candle on the table, the glass lamps are extinguished, the fire is faint, only illuminates the surrounding circle, and many places in the house are dark.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the candle flame was extinguished.

The maid lit incense at night, and the curling smoke rose from the copper stove, and soon Wuge fell asleep.

It was a little hot at night, Wuge had a dream, a thin layer of sweat appeared under her body, she turned over and lay flat irritably, and subconsciously lifted the quilt in her sleep.

The forehead is cold, a little slippery, and quite heat-dissipating.

She was so tired these days that she should have fallen asleep, but she was obviously very uneasy at this time, and her eyeballs kept rolling under her eyelids.

Suddenly, Wuge realized something, opened her eyes suddenly, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she saw a pair of black hole-like two black holes, staring at her tightly, facing her eyes!

She instinctively wanted to burst into a scream, but her voice was hoarse and couldn't make a sound.

The black hole slowly approached her, and she heard her teeth chatter in both ears, her heart beating faster and faster, and her breathing faster and faster.

Another drop! Cool, wet liquid dripped onto her forehead, and a fishy smell came, and she wanted to struggle, but her body seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, and she couldn't move in the slightest.

In the dark, she gradually saw that Senran's face clearly, it was Mo Xingzhi!

The handsome face was distorted at this time, the smile reached both cheeks, the teeth in his mouth turned into sharp fangs, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at her like the tip of a needle, "You... Awake.. "The voice was tense, like a tune that had broken strings, piercing and sharp.

He opened his mouth to speak, the liquid in his mouth flowed, and his facial features were distorted like a demon on a mask, and he rushed straight towards Wuge...