Chapter Twenty-Eight: You're still young, we'll talk about it when you're older

"Wow!!" Seeing the purple flowers all over the mountains, Mo Qi couldn't help but marvel.

"It's so beautiful!!!Why didn't you find this place before!" Mo Qi shuttled through the sea of flowers like a flower butterfly, picking one or two gorgeous flowers from time to time.

Nanchen looked at her with a smile.

After a while, a wreath was placed on Mo Qi's head, and Mo Qi ran to Nanchen, "Is it good-looking?"

"Hmm. Nanchen nodded.

"Nanchen, it's so beautiful here! I like it very much!" Mo Qi stretched out his arms and said happily.

"If you like it, if you like. Nanchen also picked one or two flowers and played with them in his hands.

Mo Qi walked slowly in front of Nanchen, looking at him fixedly, with a rare serious look in his eyes.

Nanchen also looked at her, and for a moment he was distracted, not understanding why she suddenly became serious.

"I like this flower very much," Mo Qi said softly, "I especially like this hillside," Mo Qi turned around slightly, took off the bamboo sword pinned to his waist, and put it in his hand, "I especially like this bamboo sword," paused, and raised his head again, his eyes were as bright as stars, flashing with moving light

"The most important thing," stared at Nanchen Dao, "Nanchen, I like you very much." ”

Nanchen was stunned, the breeze blew, and the flowers in his hands were carried out by the wind, and the petals danced with the light breeze of the wind, just like Nanchen's heartbeat at the moment, up and down uncontrollably.

Nanchen opened his mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.

Mo Qi looked at Nanchen's reaction, a hint of narrowness and shyness flashed in his eyes, he turned around, rubbed the corners of his clothes with his fingers, and said cautiously, "Do you have anything you particularly like?"

Nanchen closed his eyes, sighed, suppressed his uncontrollable palpitations, and said lightly: "The life of immortals is too long, and everything in the world is too fleeting. Yes, I don't have anything particularly liked. ”

Mo Qi turned his head, stared at Nanchen's handsome face, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Then, how about you try to like me? I'm not so fleeting, I'm strong." Anyway, it's not a money-losing deal, how about it?"

Nanchen raised his eyes, looked at her heartless smile, and listened to her frivolous and casual tone, and a trace of annoyance swelled in his heart.

He shook his empty palm, not understanding why his mood had become a little complicated, "Whoever taught you to say such things, don't say it again in the future." ”

This time, Mo Qi was stunned, and the smile gradually solidified on her face and disappeared.

She thought of countless reactions that Nanchen would have, maybe she was stunned, maybe she chuckled, maybe she raised her eyebrows, maybe she just looked at her silently, but she never thought of a possibility that Nanchen was so resistant and so straightforward to refuse.

Her eyes were sore, the tip of her nose was sore, Mo Qi clenched her fists vigorously, trying to suppress this sad and aggrieved mood, but she still couldn't suppress it, she rolled her eyes hard, blinked, and tried to suppress her tears.

Nanchen looked at Mo Qi's somewhat overwhelmed appearance and his red eyes in an instant, and his heart froze, could it be that what he just said was heavier?

"Little Seven ......"

Hearing Nanchen call her name, Mo Qi couldn't help but cry, she hurriedly turned around and took a few steps forward, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine, I'm fine." Mo Qi raised his sleeves and wiped the tears that kept pouring out.

Nanchen raised his hand and slowly lowered it again. Looking at Mo Qi's back, weak and thin, cowering in the wind, he had never seen Mo Qi's side like this.

All along, he took it for granted that Mo Qi's dependence, coquettishness, worship and trust in him was out of the pet's affection for the owner, could it be that she really liked herself?

He stood behind her, the fairy road was long, he just regarded her as his own pet, how could any pet fall in love with his master? He spoiled her, protected her, indulged her, and taught her, just because he was her master.

What went wrong, or rather, where did it start to make Mo Qi feel this way.

Mo No, from the time he used Mo Qi to prevaricate the Emperor Dongyue? He said that she was his fiancée, although Mo Qi also cooperated with himself to act in a play for the Emperor Dongyue at that time, but, could it be, that time, let Mo Qi think that he was ...... to her

Nanchen frowned, sure enough, the problem was with him.

"Little Seven. Nanchen walked around to Mo Qi, who was squatting.

"......" Mo Qi lowered his head, sniffed, stared at Nanchen's gradually approaching toes, and felt a little nervous and apprehensive in his heart, what should I do, should I become a rabbit and run away quickly, Mo Qi's heart was chaotic, but in the end, he still resisted the urge to escape, and he grabbed the weeds on the ground in his hand.

"Ahem, Xiao Qi, listen to me. Nanchen looked at the top of Mo Qi's head,

"Say, what ......" Mo Qi's voice was thick nasal.

Nanchen couldn't help but chuckle.

"......!" Mo Qi raised his head and stared at Nanchen angrily. My eyes were a little red from crying. It's not like a tanuki, it's like a bunny. You have a paralyzed face, you just rejected me, and now you are running over and laughing at me, what the hell are you going to do!

Nanchen raised his eyebrows and stopped laughing, "Xiao Qi, it's me who is not good, I shouldn't have used you as an excuse to prevaricate Emperor Dongyue, is it because of that incident that you misunderstood something?"

Misunderstanding??What misunderstanding??

The tears that were finally stopped, after hearing Nanchen's words, welled up again, and Mo Qi didn't even have the mood to hide this time. Just squatting on the ground, tears falling down with tears crackling.

Nanchen was a little flustered, and also squatted down, trying to help her wipe her tears.

Mo Qi didn't look over, sobbed and choked, "You, you can not, dislike, like me, but, yes, why do you want, want to say such things." ”

Nanchen was helpless, raised one hand to hold her face, and slowly wiped away her tears with the other hand, "If I say something that makes you unhappy, then you don't say it to me, why are you crying so sadly." ”

Nanchen looked at Mo Qi, whose eyes were red, squatting on the ground like a wounded little beast.

Mo Qi bit his lip, sniffed his nose, and as soon as he opened his mouth, tears fell again, "You, you say, you say, I, I say、...... Woo whoa, a

He must feel that he is a joke, he must feel that he is very ridiculous, he treats his feelings for him as a joke, and says that he misunderstands him, thinking that he is just a little gentle with himself, and he thinks that he likes himself, and he is amorous, and he picks his ears as a trick!

Thinking of this, Mo Qi felt even more aggrieved in his heart, and before he finished speaking, he couldn't help crying anymore.

Nanchen was a little puzzled, why did he cry more and more fiercely?

Nanchen deliberately imitated Mo Qi's appearance, "You, you say, you say, I, I say," patted her back lightly to help her calm down, "What are you going to say." Nanchen gently wiped away Mo Qi's tears with his sleeve, and comforted him softly: "Don't cry, if you cry again, your eyes will be swollen." ”

Mo Qi looked at Nanchen and stopped his tears, but because he was crying too fiercely just now, he was still a little sobbing now.

"You, uh, why are you learning from me, uh, learning from me?" Mo Qi felt a little funny, it was the first time she had seen Nanchen like this.

Usually Nanchen is high, although he is gentle and polite to things, but it makes people have a sense of distance that they can't get close. But just now he imitated his own appearance, looking at himself at eye level, with an undisguised smile in his eyes, so close, gently wiping his tears, and so gentle.

"Don't cry?" Nanchen looked at her and tugged at her cuffs, "Look, my sleeves are full of your snot and tears." ”

"How can there be snot!" Mo Qi pouted.

Nanchen gently pulled her hand and pulled her up, "Look at this mountain full of dead flowers, blooming so well, I specially took you to see, why did it make you cry." As he spoke, he nodded Mo Qi's little nose with his hand.

It may be that Nanchen was too gentle and gave Mo Qi courage.

Mo Qi pulled Nanchen's sleeve and tried to stabilize his breath, "Nanchen, what I said is true, I like you, I liked you when I first saw you, I liked you, I admired you, I liked you, I wanted to be with you for a long time." ”

Nanchen's eyes widened slightly.

"I know, I know you don't like me. Mo Qi reluctantly pulled out a smile, "I didn't misunderstand your feelings about me because of something," his voice gradually became smaller, "Even if you stay by your side like this," swallowed his saliva, "Even if you keep treating me as a pet, as a kitten." ”

"......" Nanchen's heart throbbed uncontrollably again, something he had never felt in ten thousand years, but he wasn't sure.

"Nanchen ......" said for a long time, Mo Qi saw that Nanchen didn't react, and wanted to call him.

"Xiao Qi," Nanchen raised his hand to cover Mo Qi's eyes, "You are still young, you can't tell what likes are and what is love, you are just a sense of dependence because your family suffered a disaster and was saved by me." When you're older, we'll talk about it, okay?"

Mo Qi's eyes were covered by Nanchen, so she couldn't see Nanchen's current expression, with some shock and ignorance, as well as his slightly trembling hands.

His complicated mood was originally this? Because she was still too young, and he was already ten thousand years old, he was afraid? He was afraid that what Mo Qi said about liking himself was actually just an illusion caused by the hero's rescue of beauty, and he was afraid that Mo Qi would mistake dependence for love. He was also afraid that he would treat Mo Qi differently, but he didn't know, and he wasn't sure if he could give Mo Qi the kind of response she wanted.

“......”

was rejected twice in a row, no matter how enthusiastic and courageous Mo Qizong was, he couldn't say a word of confession now.

Nanchen put down the hand that was covering Mo Qi's eyes, "Let's go back first, I practiced my sword, and I cried here for a long time, you should be hungry, go back and I'll ask Ningxin to make something delicious for you to eat." ”

"Oh. "Since the matter has come to this, Mo Qi is not a hypocritical person, Nanchen doesn't believe in her feelings for him, so she will prove it to him.

She left her family and business to come here and spent thousands of years of cultivation, in order to prove to Nanchen that her love for him is as deep as the sea and stronger than Jin. It's a small setback.

Moreover, Nanchen's attitude was obviously resistant the first time, but the second time it was slightly better, this is progress! Mo Qi shook his little fist in his heart. Come on! Mo Qi! The rope saws the wood and the water drops through the stone! Even if he Nanchen is a 10,000-year-old iron tree, I, Mo Qi, will definitely let him bloom for me!