His laughter is a little hoarse, silky, and it sounds so good that people's hearts will have bursts of numbness and make people shudder. ? ???． ｒａｎｅｎa`ｃｏｍ

Mo Qiqi closed his eyes, he couldn't see any look, but the flowers on the side, he couldn't help blushing, and he didn't even dare to look at the moon. Tsukimi took out the dagger again, slashed her face, and began to uncover her scar again.

Sure enough, without Mo Qingmiao's presence, Mo Qiqi's whole person would be much stronger, and he didn't say a word, even if it hurt, he had to grit his teeth tightly.

Looking at Mo Qiqi like this, Yue Jian suddenly felt a little distressed, and always felt that she was a little pitiful like this.

I was a little angry, why did she do this.

"Actually, if you hurt, you can call it out."

Tsukimi was on the side and said in a low voice.

"I don't hurt."

Mo Qiqi let go of his lips and hooked up a light smile.

Tsukimi didn't speak, and there was a wave of annoyance for no reason.

How can she only pretend to be weak in front of her brother.

Hum!

Tsukimi didn't speak, just made the technique more precise so that she wouldn't be in so much pain.

Finally finished, Mo Qiqi let out a long breath, but there was no Mo Qingmao by his side, so he only felt that when he got the wound, it was extremely difficult.

It hurts so much, it's so uncomfortable.

"Tomorrow, one more time, it won't hurt after that."

Tsukimi looked at her and frowned all the time, and comforted her slightly.

"Okay."

Mo Qiqi replied and got up from the soft collapse.

"Baihua, you send the moon to see the divine doctor out."

Mo Qiqi commanded.

"Yes." Baihua obeyed, "Divine doctor, please." ”

Tsukimi: ......

Why do you feel unhappy in your heart, I always feel that I have been driven away by others.

"Humph!"

Tsukimi took the medicine box and walked away.

Mo Qiqi looked confused, how did he offend him?

Forget it, no matter.

Mo Qiqi sat down on the soft floor again, picked up the book he had just read, and continued to read.

Just looking at this, I remembered the picture book I read last night, and then I remembered to kiss Mo Qingmiao.

At that time, Mo Qingmiao's face was bright.

She felt that if she hadn't gone to his side, he wouldn't come.

After thinking about it, Mo Qiqi sighed in a low voice again, and continued to go at night.

In the evening, Mo Qiqi had dinner, and went to Mo Qingmiao's house, and after entering, he couldn't find the bookcase full of painting books last night.

"Where did you go?"

Mo Qiqi was suspicious for a while, looked left and right, and couldn't find it.

In the end, I had no choice but to find a biography of the history book on the bookshelf and read it.

Looking at it, I felt that my eyelids were very heavy, and after a while, I fell asleep on the soft pillow.

Mo Qingmao returned late.

He did it on purpose, and after last night, he felt that he had better stay away from his sister.

But before he entered the door, the little guy waiting at the door said that Qiqi was in his room.

Mo Qingmiao's footsteps suddenly froze, and his expression changed instantly.

He stood in front of the door for a long time before he stepped in.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Mo Qiqi lying on the soft collapse and already asleep, and a history book was also crumbling in her hand.

Mo Qingmiao walked over, stretched out her hand, took the book in her hand, and rested it on the ground beside her.

In the slightly flickering candle flame, Mo Qingmiao's gaze fell on her face again.

The white porcelain-like skin, under the reflection of the candle flame, the skin is brighter than snow.

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