No matter how high the gentleman's building is, it can't cover the vision of Wen Moqing; No matter how dangerous Jade Dome Mountain is, it can't stop the pace of Wen Moqing.

Probably knowing that Wen Moqing would try his best to leave from the Junzi Building, Lou Qianhan did not ask Mu Jiuge too much to imprison him, and on the second day when Song Zijie instigated everyone to force marriage, Wen Moqing, who woke up from his stupor, stepped on the scorching sun and left the division, and went straight to the top of Qixian Mountain as fast as possible.

When I returned, it was already the second half of the night.

"Coming back? The leftovers are all in the pot, heat it up before eating. It was Tong Ruchu who still stayed up late reading in the room, and there seemed to be no surprise that Wen Moqing suddenly came back. Looking up at a bruise on the side of Wen Moqing's face, Tong Ruchu shook his head: "Qianhan is merciful to you, with his current kung fu, it is easy for you to sleep for three or two days with one punch, and it is better for you to provoke him less in the future." ”

Wen Moqing subconsciously touched the side face of faint pain, and her sword eyebrows frowned slightly: "What about her?" ”

"In the room, I haven't eaten all day. Don't worry, the kid in Qianhan did things in a measured manner, he just wanted to scare Miss Yan, and he didn't really do it. ”

No matter how mysterious Wen Moqing is in the eyes of others, in Tong Ruchu's eyes, he is as transparent as he is, and he can guess what he thinks without effort. Expecting that Wen Moqing would rush back after Lou Qianhan left, Tong Ruchu specially waited in the room, and did not wait for Wen Moqing to ask, and took the lead in speaking simply and clearly to tell the truth about the situation.

The big stone in his heart finally landed, Wen Moqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that his body was aching - he was a human, not a monster, and he would be tired of running and speeding among the mountains and mountains with all his might, not to mention that the hollow stomach sounded like a drum.

Tong Ru was anxious to relieve Wen Moqing for the first time, his bright eyes completed the crescent moon shape, and he laughed softly: "You are so embarrassed now, like when I pursued A-Ying, just for this, I, who is an uncle, have to stand on your side." If nothing else, after a while, the owner of the autumn mansion will come here to complain to me, I will try my best to help you make peace, and you can be busy with business with peace of mind. ”

"Master's side will be handed over to Uncle Tong—has she said anything to Uncle Tong?" After hesitating, Wen Moqing still whispered the question that he was eager to know.

"I promised Miss Yan that the content of my conversation with her will never be revealed to you, and I can only tell you one sentence." Tong Ruchu blinked mysteriously, and his smile became clearer, "Cherish her well, she is worth your effort, but don't be impatient, it's yours, and she won't run away." ”

Wen Moqing shrugged: "She can run away." ”

Knowing that Wen Moqing was anxious to see Yan Li's worries, Tong Ruchu didn't delay him too much, and covered the thin quilt for Chu Jiu, who was sleeping on the rattan chair, and then turned off the lights and went to bed. Wen Moqing walked to the neighboring wooden house in the dark, and gently pushed open the door, and the soft light pulled out a long figure and dangled on the door panel.

Yan Liwu lay inward on the wooden couch and lay down in his clothes, the half-worn thin quilt only covered his elbows, and the whole person did not move, and it was impossible to tell whether he was awake or asleep.

Wen Moqing didn't need to look at it, sneered, and reached out to add a few drops of lamp oil: "I've waited for most of the night, but now I want to pretend to be asleep?" ”

The voice landed, and the room was silent, and the words were still motionless.

Standing quietly with his shoulders hugged for a moment, seeing that he was worried and pretending to be asleep and refused to pay attention to himself, Wen Moqing narrowed his eyes: "I'm not welcome to pretend to sleep again." ”

No matter how you listen to this sentence, it is an extremely terrible threat. Yan Liwu was a little shaken, secretly opened one eye and stared at the thin figure on the wall, and didn't feel that Wen Moqing had taken action, so he simply closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

The conversation with Tong Ruchu made her understand a lot of things, and there were many things that became more and more confused, and now she hasn't figured out how to speak to Wen Moqing, after a change somewhere in her heart, after realizing that she is different, she really doesn't know what expression to show to face, what else can she do if she doesn't pretend to sleep? Since you've made up your mind to avoid it, let's pretend to be the end.

But the stupid ostrich who buried his head in the sand soon regretted it.

A cool breeze poured in, and Yan Liwu obviously felt that the thin quilt covering her body was lifted, and just when she thought that this was Wen Moqing's way of punishing her and planned to endure it tenaciously, Wen Wen's warm body actually came up!

Immediately after the thin was re-covered, a slender arm lazily crossed over and directly rested on Yan Liwei's body, which completely defeated Yan Liwu in an instant.

Wen Moqing's mouth is poisonous, but there are also times when he can't say that he can't talk about worrying and staring, but his killer weapon is shameless, which can't be broken by saying that no matter what, who would do it to force her to speak? Men and women don't kiss, she is embarrassed to squeeze into other people's quilts from open time and space, how did Wen Moqing, a man who grew up in the era of strict etiquette, do it with a cheeky face?

Yan Li's scalp was stiff and his cheeks were hot, and all his miserable thoughts flew out of the clouds, and he really wanted to turn around and smash Wen Moqing's face hard, but thinking about his own strength, thinking about the tragic result of Wen Moqing's force every time, in the end, Yan Liwu still chose to swallow his anger and continue to pretend to sleep.

Wen Moqing has at least a bottom line no matter how shameless she is, and she will never do anything that she shouldn't do, she can't believe in his face but firmly believes in his character, so she simply gritted her teeth and responded to all changes without change.

As expected, Wen Moqing did not make any further movements except for lying on the bed, and after lying down for a while, he still didn't say a word, and after muttering "boring", he quieted down, and seemed to fall into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

Does he want to sleep like this until dawn?!

There is a sense of despair that the day should not be, and the earth is not spiritual, and he has been lying stiff for half an hour, but he still does not see the meaning of Wen Moqing's departure, but there is an even and shallow breathing sound in his ears, as if he ...... It seems that Wen Moqing sleeps comfortably and sweetly?

But she couldn't sleep! There's no way to calm the pounding heart!

Yan Li couldn't wait to turn into a tiger and roar and then grab Wen Moqing's face full of flowers, but all she could do was to be patient, gritted her teeth and continued to endure, and when she couldn't bear it anymore, she carefully raised Wen Moqing's heavy arm and turned over silently.

Face-to-face is even more awkward.

With the faint light of the oil lamp that was not extinguished, Yan Liwu quietly looked at Wen Moqing's face close at hand, a little thin, with a little tiredness, but it was still the handsome face that she was so familiar that she could no longer be familiar with it, and it ran through most of her life after she was reborn.

Looking at it, the flustered heart gradually calmed down, and when his eyes touched the bruises and bruises on the side of Wen Moqing's face, Yan Li's heart sank heavily.

There aren't many people who can hurt him, but this time it's Lou Qianhan, right? I remember the last time he was in Qinglian Palace, he was beaten by Lou Qianhan for her, but she secretly left to find Wen Moshu before he woke up, what was his mood at that time? Angry, or disappointed?

Yan Liwu doesn't want to escape anymore, as Tong Ruchu said, Wen Moqing has done so many things for her, persistent and hard, but what does she give back to him? No matter what Wen Moqing's intentions are to be emotional to ordinary her, now she should no longer choose to deceive herself, for Wen Moqing, that is the most cruel injury.

The white fingers gently reached above the thin cheeks, hesitated for a long time before carefully falling, and gently caressed against the annoying bruising traces.

Yan Liwu wanted to keep in mind the sour feeling in her heart, she understood that she was worried about Wen Moqing, she would blame herself for his injury, and she would feel distressed, but she had never admitted it before, so she let him hurt her again and again, annoyed her, and paid for her in vain.

Just when Yan Liwu felt that his heart was sore and he couldn't suppress it, his eyes suddenly opened when he was closed on his face, which was only a fist away, and his palms were also grabbed violently, so frightened that Yan Liwu trembled and his heart beat wildly.

“…… You're pretending to be asleep?! Shame on you! ”

Wen Moqing was full of energy and disagreed: "Aren't you also pretending to be asleep?" Each other, half a pound and eight taels. ”

The hot temperature came from the hand that was clenched, and after the initial panic, Yan Li's face turned red with worry, avoiding Wen Moqing's gaze and desperately trying to retract his hand, but Wen Moqing grabbed it tightly, and let her try her best was still in vain.

Yan Liwu didn't want such a situation to happen, too close to each other was easy to breed ambiguous and embarrassing atmosphere, but at this time, there were still traces of beating for her on his face, when she was in a dilemma and couldn't choose.

Wen Moqing quietly watched Yan Li's wild cat kicking around, without the slightest intention of letting go, the smile on his lips was so faint that it was difficult to determine whether it existed, but there was a rare warmth.

The other hand that was originally pressed behind his head suddenly stretched out to the back of Yan Liwu's neck, and the moment his eyebrows were slantedly raised, Wen Moqing forcefully pressed his swaying head into his arms, and his two arms were like strong hemp ropes to bind Yan Liwu tightly, and he closed his eyes with peace and satisfaction.

He'd wanted to do that for a long, long time.

The sudden move made De Yan give up resistance completely, his cheeks were pressed against Wen Moqing's warm chest through his clothes, and he could even feel his heart beating regularly, and the sense of security that was hugged made his stiff body gradually relax, gradually adapt, and gradually did not want to struggle to leave.

Hundreds of days and nights together, it was the body that hugged him silently built a barrier to isolate her from danger and harm, and his almost self-deception to her was always silent and tolerant, without expecting anything in return.

Should I say thank you or sorry, or should I show my heart with a red face?

Yan Liwu always felt that the pink and warm atmosphere was not suitable for herself, let alone Wen Moqing, and she liked the word, but now she doesn't have the courage to say it.

A reassuring but embarrassing silence filled the corners of his eyebrows, and he swallowed his saliva several times to break the silence, but the lip flap could not make a sound, but there was some strange muffled sound coming from one after another, getting bigger and louder, and becoming clearer and clearer.

Wen Moqing opened her eyes, as if she was a little annoyed: "I'm hungry." ”

If there was only Wen Moqing's abdominal chirp at this time, Yan Liwu could still put up his face and pretend to be serious, but at the rare and embarrassing moment of Wen Moqing, the person who wanted to fall into the well the most also let out a shameful belly scream, so the prepared mocking tone had to turn into a melancholy sigh.

"There's still leftovers, let's eat them together...... I'm hungry too. ”