Suddenly, Mo Jiu's body shook for a moment, and he crashed into a warm embrace.

Mo Jiu rubbed his sore nose and tilted his head slightly, and met a pair of deep eyes.

Under the moonlight, his delicate silhouette is also beautiful, revealing a beautiful jade-like neck, and his eyes are like clear lakes, bright and deep, but soaked with a handful of deep affection.

The night breeze is also like a flirtatious hand, blowing up a few strands of green silk from him, brushing Mo Jiu's cheeks, and bringing out a few traces of sprouting silt.

"Master, if you ......"

Mo Jiu broke the silence, and wanted to say that if Emperor Wuchen didn't like it, it would be good to refuse directly, but his voice stopped abruptly halfway through.

Emperor Wuchen suddenly bowed his head and closed his mouth to her lips.

…… A thousand words are omitted here......

When Emperor Wuchen parted from her, Mo Jiu took a big breath of fresh air to replenish the missing oxygen in his lungs.

"Don't you understand what the teacher's mind is?" Emperor Wuchen whispered in Mo Jiu's ear.

Di Wuchen's breath sprayed on Mo Jiu's neck, making her heart beat like thunder, and her head was also dizzy.

The eardrums were pounding suddenly, and it seemed that the sound of blood flowing rapidly could be heard, and even the heart seemed to vibrate.

A red cloud climbed at the base of Mo Jiu's ears, and slowly dyed on his cheeks, like a blooming red peony.

Seeing this, Di Wuchen couldn't help but bow his head and get close to Mo Jiu again, separated from her face by her suddenly outstretched hand.

"You...... You ......, I've made my mind clear, shouldn't you explain what's going on? ”

Mo Jiu stammered a little, but he didn't completely forget the point he wanted to ask.

Emperor Wuchen glanced at his white and delicate hands, his eyes dimmed for a moment, and he widened the distance between the two and sat upright.

"What explanation would you like to hear?"

Emperor Wuchen's voice carried a little tiredness that was not easy to wipe.

Mo Jiu looked at Emperor Wuchen, who suddenly became cold, and didn't understand why his attitude had changed so quickly.

"Forget it, if you don't want to explain, don't explain."

Makyumoto is not a person who forces others. What's more, she asked this just to ease the embarrassment. If Emperor Wuchen is reluctant to say, maybe he has his own reasons.

Emperor Wuchen's eyes flashed, and the gloomy aura in his eyes seemed to dissipate a little.

"It's not a deliberate concealment, it's just that at the beginning, I couldn't recover from my original body due to serious injuries. After that, he returned to his original body, and he thought that he would no longer use the identity of the messenger, but he didn't expect to change his identity several times. If you say that the identity of the messenger that changed later was because of you, can you believe it? ”

What Emperor Wuchen said, Mo Jiu still believed it. When she first came to another world, Di Wuchen was seriously injured and abandoned in a mass grave, and it was she who dragged his weak body to operate on him, and he woke up.

For the first time, Moku had heard that someone would become smaller because they were seriously injured.

Mo Jiu was not without doubts about the identities of Emperor Zun and Wuchen, but because the two of them really didn't look alike, he only stopped at doubts.

Although it is unbelievable that the injury becomes smaller, Emperor Wuchen himself is different from the people of this mortal realm, and it is understandable, but his appearance is a little worse.

Not only that, but even the temperament on the body is completely different.

Emperor Wuchen's temperament when he was the emperor was the kind of person who looked down on all living beings and looked like a fairy, but it was so cold that he didn't let people get close to half a point. And the messenger is beautiful and handsome, but he is indifferent and cold. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Divine Doctor's Son's Red Makeup Claw Book House" for free for the first time.