Nam Ji leaned against the doorway

"What are you doing?"

Rare curiosity.

Ruan Mobi paused slightly and looked up at her.

But soon, he lowered his head again and continued to write and draw on the paper.

Nan Ji walked into the bedroom.

Look at the ground every piece of paper is filled with dense words.

The font is neat and powerful.

She looked at it for a moment.

Not.

Too many words, dizziness to read.

Walk straight through.

Then he collapsed on the bed and slept.

It's rare that this time Nan Ji didn't pull the night pearl to sleep.

Wake up early the next morning.

The first thing Nan Ji said when she heard the little black dragon was

"Host, host, Ruan Mo didn't sleep all night."

She sat up and found him still sitting on the ground.

Bending his fingers, his slender and powerful hands, pressed the white paper, and continued to write on it.

Even, the night has passed, and the posture has not changed.

Nan Ji looked at Ruan Mo and frowned slightly.

Isn't that good?

But why do you feel that the light on his body has faded?

Is it tired??

Think so.

She stepped out of bed.

Straight across the blank sheets.

Walked up to Ruan Mo.

bent down and picked up the person directly.

Ruan Mo was stunned.

Little Black Dragon

【······ The host, Night Pearl is a man of 1.83 meters.

Please don't hug this kind of embarrassing princess, okay? 】

She didn't care about that.

Carry the person to bed.

Wrap yourself in a quilt.

By the way, he took out the pen in his hand and threw it away.

"Sleep."

Ruan Mo raised his head.

Beautiful black eyes, looking at her.

"I'm almost done."

A cold tone.

There was a weakness in his voice.

Nan Ji didn't know what wool he was writing about.

I just feel that the light of the pearl is getting dimmer and dimmer this night.

But don't leave it on.

Reaching out, he covered his eyes.

"Sleep now."

Well.

Sleep for a while.

It should be lit up.

The long eyelashes fluttered in Nanji's palm.

Her palms were a little itchy.

Ruan Mo's lips were a little white, and he slowly spoke

"I don't like people touching me. If you still want what I've written, take your hands away. ”

This time, Nan Ji actually took her hand back.

She propped her chin on one hand and tilted her head.

Fingers, poking his cheek one at a time.

"Of course no one else can touch it.

But I'm no one else. ”

Lao Tzu is your master.

Touching you is the right thing.

Her night pearl, she can hug it if she wants, and touch it when she wants to.

Well.

His face was also cool, and his skin seemed to be very good.

Her voice fell.

Ruan Mo coughed.

Nan Ji smacked his hands.

The pearl of the night······ It seems to be even bleaker.

Isn't it going to be lit up?

She quickly withdrew her hand and spoke

"Okay, I won't touch it. You go on, you can do whatever you want. ”

The speed at which Nan Ji turned her face was super fast.

The little black dragon felt the need to alert its host.

[Doesn't the host feel like he's sick?] 】

Nan Ji seemed to have an epiphany at this time.

"Will he still get sick? It wasn't like that before. ”

Little Black Dragon

[Huh? Before? 】

Nanji's attention is all on the Night Pearl.

stared at Ruan Mo vigorously for a long time before he spoke

"This unique living night pearl, don't say it's just a shell, even if you don't have this shell, I can recognize it."

The little black dragon was surprised

[Huh? It turns out that the host has discovered? 】

Originally, the little black dragon still wanted to report to the host.

The purity of this Ruan Mo's soul was exactly the same as that of the Night Pearl of the previous plane.

Perhaps, the glowing night pearl has also been reincarnated with them.

But before he could say this, the host himself found out.