When Mo Wanjin woke up, she was in bed.

Suddenly got up, and the silk was slipped off, revealing a snow-white and neat undershirt.

The hair was scattered on the bed, like a piece of jet-black silk, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Mo Wanjin got out of bed and looked around vigilantly.

This is a bamboo house, there is a faint aroma of grass and trees in the air, the layout is very simple, there are not too many gorgeous decorations, but there are all there should be.

Walking out of the room, the dirt on the floor was still a little wet, and it looked like it had just rained. On the left is a bamboo forest, and on the right is a small area of cultivated land, some of which have sprouted. It looks like the abode of a hermit master.

This reminded Mo Wanjin of ancient hermits.

"How did you get out? It's cold outside. With a gentle voice, Mo Wanjin felt a hot breath behind her, and her two arms encircled her.

"Who are you?" Mo Wanjin's voice was cold.

"You don't have to know who I am, just know that I love you."

Mo Wanjin looked at the arms wrapped in snow-white sleeves gently surrounding her, and her eyes darkened.

"Don't break free, be good, listen to me." The man was very gentle, but to Mo Wanjin's ears, it was a warning to her.

Tell her that she can't get out of here, and that she must listen to him.

Mo Wanjin's cultivation was sealed, and she couldn't lift her strength, and her legs were weak for a while.

This is imprisoned by this man.

"Tell me what your name is and who you are, and I'll listen to you." Mo Wanjin didn't plan to fight him, she didn't have the strength, and her tone was a little weak.

"Okay, my name is Ling Ge, I think you should know me." The voice of the man who called himself Ling Ge was extremely gentle and delicate, which made people unconsciously indulge.

Mo Wanjin wanted to say something more, but it was dark in front of her.

Ling Ge ......

This time, she had a dream.

She dreamed that Luo Xinchen was looking at her, and looking at it, he suddenly smiled shallowly, and his face turned into Ling Ge's face.

Mo Wanjin was awakened and opened her eyes, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her pillow was wet.

"What's wrong? Having a nightmare? Ling Ge appeared behind her again at some point, gently hugging her and comforting her.

"Get out." Mo Wanjin coldly spit out a word, ignoring Ling Ge.

"It's really not good, let's give you a little punishment." Ling Ge smiled slightly, took out a pair of shackles, and put them on Mo Wanjin.

Mo Wanjin couldn't raise any strength to struggle at all, and could only watch as Ling Ge imprisoned her.

"That's very well-behaved, and when you want to be with me one day, I'll untie it."

"I'm afraid it will never be unraveled." After Mo Wanjin finished speaking, she was covered by Ling Ge.

"Shhhh After Ling Ge finished speaking, he disappeared.

Mo Wanjin couldn't sleep anymore.

She wanted to fall into the dust.

It was the first time she had tasted lovesickness.

It's very uncomfortable.

Mo Wanjin sighed softly and closed her eyes to recuperate.

"Ah Jin, get up."

Ling Ge's footsteps were very light, but Mo Wanjin could still hear them clearly.

Mo Wanjin didn't want to deal with him and turned over.

"What a lazy cat." Ling Ge said helplessly and spoiledly, and then lifted Mo Wanjin's quilt, hugged it horizontally, and helped Mo Wanjin change into a white dress.

He picked up another delicate comb and gently brushed Mo Wanjin's hair.

"Ah Jin's hair is really good, after two days of soaking, it is so soft, like silk." Ling Ge also sniffed it, and an intoxicated smile appeared on his face.