Mo Jiu suddenly stepped forward together, originally wanting to express his dissatisfaction with Wuchen's unreasonable behavior.

Originally, Mo Jiu was lying with his back to Wuchen, and when he got up, he first half supported himself, and then turned around, this set of movements was urgent and fierce, it should be a more handsome set of actions, but he didn't expect Wuchen to come behind Mo Jiu at this time.

Mo Jiu's body bumped into something before he could flip over, not to mention handsome, and he was a little embarrassed. Not only that, Mo Jiu didn't grasp his posture well, and rushed forward.

When Mo Jiu raised his head again, he was a little embarrassed. She found that she was holding Dustless legs.

The corners of Wuchen's lips were lightly raised, and there was a faint mockery in his eyes.

"What are you doing with Ben's leg?"

Mo Jiu originally wanted to slap the self-feeling messenger, but suddenly changed his mind again, lazily withdrew his hand, and lay back.

Mo Jiu's fair face was smiling, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and the water rippled when his eyes turned.

"The messenger suddenly ran over and lifted the quilt, but he wanted to share the bed with Mo Jiu? Mo Jiu has no objection, but can this position be replaced with a bed? The floor was a little cooler. ”

Wuchen's eyes were a little dark, and he paused for a moment before he said, "Are you going to sleep with this envoy?" ”

Mo Jiu curled his lips and smiled, and said, "It's the quilt that the messenger came to lift, and Mo Jiu just wants to sleep on the bed." Whether or not to sleep with the messenger is not the point. ”

Wuchen's eyebrows frowned slightly, the bottom of his eyes sank, and his voice cooled down a little.

"It seems that you really forgot, get up, and this envoy will teach you the mental formula of spiritual power."

Mo Jiu had indeed forgotten about this, but it was not too late to think about it now. Anyway, since someone is taught, she just learns.

Mo Jiu bent his peach blossom eyes and smiled, and sat up straight again.

"Alright, let's get started."

Wuchen was standing, but suddenly leaned down and narrowed the distance between him and Mo Jiu. The distance between the two was very close, Mo Jiu just lowered his eyes sideways, and the young man's long eyelashes almost brushed Mo Jiu's face.

"Mo Jiu, this envoy is not your master, and he is not obliged to teach you this. If you were taught these things, how would you repay them? ”

Repay? It seems that dustless really likes equivalent exchange. I remember that as soon as he crossed over, he had to repay her for saving her life. Now he wants her to repay him for teaching spiritual power?

Depending on what he meant, if she couldn't repay her in a way that he was satisfied with, it was very likely that she wouldn't teach her.

Mo Jiu's eyes were half-narrowed, and he blew lightly in Wuchen's ear, and asked softly, "What do you want in return?" ”

Mo Jiu's gentle breathing blew in his ears, and there was a slight itch.

Wuchen suddenly felt the tiny fluff in his ears stand up, and he involuntarily took a small step back, leaving the range of Mo Jiu's breathing.

The next moment, Mo Jiu's body hung in the air, and she was directly slapped out by Wuchen. It fell from the bed......

Mo Jiu's skills were already flexible, and when he saw that he was flying in the air, he had already reversed his posture, and when he fell, he was already supporting his body with one hand and kneeling on the bed with one knee.

"What do you mean, Messenger?"

Dustless's voice sounded a little chilly.

"A few nonsense, legs crossed, reporting to Yuanyi, gathering qi in the sea, and sinking dantian."

Mo Jiu's reaction was also fast, he sat cross-legged on his legs, and began to transport the weak and pitiful spiritual power on his body according to Wuchen's instructions.

Because I had practiced with the phantom in the hot spring of the space a few times before, it was not difficult to find out the spiritual power that was absent.