Chapter 142: Night Talk
You Zhiqi also smiled naturally: "I definitely believe in Gu Jiao'er...... It's not early, so let's go back to your room and rest! Wait until dawn tomorrow, and you can come to my room by yourself, and let's discuss the countermeasures again. β
After separating from Le Zhengjiao, You Zhiqi did not go back to the room to rest as soon as possible, but pushed open Mo Xiuxiu's door.
In the spacious and warm bedroom, a girl with a good figure and a pretty face was sitting on the bed, holding a fruit basket in her arms, eating with relish.
"Xiuxiuβ" You Zhiqi's gentle voice came.
"What's wrong?" Mo Xiuxiu, who was immersed in hard work, didn't raise her head, and all her attention was on the fruit basket.
You Zhiqi slowly walked to the bed, sat next to her very naturally, and seemed to smile, "I told you that it was dangerous here, why did you come with me?" Are you so reluctant to part with me? β
"Knowingly ask!" Mo Xiuxiu's tone was coquettish, her eyes stared directly at the fruit basket, and she didn't notice the affection in the other party's eyes at all.
Seeing that she was eating happily, You Zhiqi's heart was also full of joy, and he unconsciously put his hand on her shoulder, and then kissed her hair.
Mo Xiuxiu raised her head to look at him, and teased when she opened her mouth, "Didn't you say that our relationship should be kept secret?" What is the Dragon King doing? β
The night light shone in through the window, and the candlelight refracted on You Zhiqi's body, making his already good face even more charming and charming.
"Our little dragon, it's really good-looking!"
In Mo Xiuxiu's life history, You Zhiqi is indeed the most beautiful man she has ever seen, and this man actually signed a contract with herself and signed a marriage letter.
Because everything was developing extremely quickly and smoothly, and it was completely out of her plan, Mo Xiuxiu still muttered a little in her heart, "Am I really married?" Is this man next to me really the one I've spent my life with? β
Just thinking about it made it interesting, Mo Xiuxiu couldn't help but cover her lips and snicker.
Sensing that she was snickering, You Zhiqi snatched the fruit basket and asked her why she was laughing.
"No, nothing ......" sometimes the girl's heart cannot be declared, and can only be secretly hidden in the bottom of her heart.
At this moment, the candles in the room suddenly burned out, the candlelight dissipated instantly, and the moonlight was also covered by dark clouds under the manipulation of You Zhiqi, and darkness shrouded the entire room.
Mo Xiuxiu's first reaction was to replace the candle, but she tripped over the bed leg because she was too anxious to get up.
When a normal person wrestles, the first thing to land on the ground must be the hands and elbows, and in order not to let himself fall. The moment a person falls, instinctively tries to grab something.
You Zhiqi's eyes seemed to have night vision, not only holding her hand accurately, but also pulling her into his arms in the next moment.
Mo Xiuxiu let out an exclamation, "What are you doing?" β
"My own wife, I can't hold it yet!" There was a little grievance in You Zhiqi's words.
In this dark night when she couldn't see her fingers, the other party's breath hit her face, thinking of what was written in the West Chamber notebook not long ago, everything the male and female protagonists did when they were in love.
Thinking of this, Mo Xiuxiu trembled slightly, and subconsciously wanted to escape, "That, that...... Lord Ryuwang, I'm not ready to ......"
She stretched out her other hand to push him away, but was held tightly by You Zhiqi, "I don't understand what you're afraid of?" I'm not going to eat you again. β
Mo Xiuxiu said a little anxiously, "I don't want children yet!" So we can't sleep in the same room. β
"Am I that kind of person? It's really wronged to die. You Zhiqi rolled his eyes slightly dissatisfied, but fortunately the black was not seen.
Mo Xiuxiu asked, "Then, why are you here?" β
You Zhiqi flicked his palm open, and a dragon scale that shone with a faint blue light appeared in the palm of his hand, "Find a place where no one is around, and give this thing to you, Senior Brother Fang." β
Mo Xiuxiu stared at his palm and lowered his head, carefully observing the shiny dragon scales on his hand, "It's so beautiful!" Is this a gift you gave to Senior Brother Fang? β
Under the light of phosphorescent light, Mo Xiuxiu easily saw the faint sadness on You Zhiqi's face, "What's the matter, Xiaolong?" Did I say something wrong? β
You Zhiqi: "This is the dragon scale that I accidentally left before I turned into a dragon, I gave it to your senior brother Fang to cover the scars on his face, and he felt ashamed after being expelled from Chaoyang Palace, so he no longer used this thing to cover his face." β
Speaking of this, You Zhiqi sighed lightly, "If I give it away, I'm afraid he won't want to accept it anymore, so I'll leave this matter to you." β
"Guaranteed to complete the mission!" Mo Xiuxiu looked confident.
After throwing the glittering dragon scales into the air, You Zhiqi crossed his hands in front of his chest, consciously took off his boots and lifted his legs to the bed.
"How can I thank you?"
Mo Xiuxiu was so focused on the "self-lighting candle" above his head that he didn't even notice that he took off his shoes and went to bed, and replied very perfunctorily: "Thank you, don't worry, we are relatives after all." β
"I'll stay here tonight, you can do it yourself!" After that, You Zhiqi, who felt slightly sleepy, tilted his head back and leaned on the back of the bed, and the distance between him and Mo Xiuxiu also widened a little.
"Huh?" When Mo Xiuxiu heard this, she instantly came back to her senses, "I, I'm not ready to ...... yet."
The originally calm face was also a little flustered at the moment, and after several attempts to push him off the bed but failed due to his lack of strength, Mo Xiuxiu's eyes actually contained some tears in the corners of her eyes, looking pitiful.
"What's wrong with you?" You Zhiqi looked dazed.
Mo Xiuxiu bit her lip unconsciously, making her already aggrieved little face even more distressing, "The flower candle in the cave room can't be so simple and casual, right?" At the very leastβ"
You Zhiqi made a pause gesture, "I won't touch you, just sleep." β
"Huh?" Mo Xiuxiu immediately burst into tears and smiled, pointing to the dragon scales on the top of his head to indicate that he also wanted one, and hoped that he could help persuade Cheng Jiao to take a scale and give it to him.
You Zhiqi rolled up his sleeves quietly and handed his smooth arm to her, meaning that I have dragon scales, why bother with dragon scales.
Mo Xiuxiu bluntly said that she liked the faint blue light of the dragon's scales, and she was reluctant to let You Zhiqi suffer from pulling the scales, so she aimed at You Chengjiao, and when he shed his skin and scales, he would give her a piece at will.
You Zhiqi was a little crying and laughing, "Who told you that Jiaolong needs to molt?" We're not snakes. β
Mo Xiuxiu never knew this, she thought that except for dragons, all long-shaped reptiles had a molting stage, so she dared to make a request.
Now that she understands the cause and effect of the matter, she is reluctant to pull out the scales for her.