Ning Xiang and Mo Yinxing have known each other for so long, and it is the first time they have seen him speak with such a lonely and aggrieved look.

Seeing him like this, she somehow suddenly recalled the words he said in the same tone in his previous life before he held her corpse and chose to blow himself up to avenge her.

He said he was so sorry.

At the time, she didn't understand what he was sorry about.

Now, she accepted his affection and became a lover with him, and only then did she roughly guess some reasons.

It should be that he regrets that in his previous life until her death, he couldn't pour out his affection for her, right?

Thinking of this, Ning Xiang reached out and grabbed Mo Yinxing's wrist, and when he quietly bent the corners of his lips, he compromised: "Okay, but it's okay, you can't do something excessive." ”

It's just a kiss or a hug, she can barely accept it.

With her consent, the young man's whole person almost turned into a sticky large dog hook, and after getting on the bed that he had been on many times when he was Amer, when Ning Xiang had just undressed and went to the couch, he leaned over, grabbed her waist, and rubbed her head against her.

It's just that he wears a woodcut half-face mask on his face, and he can't really rub it too much.

Ning Xiang noticed the sluggishness of his movements, and took advantage of the moonlight projected in from the window to look at the woodcut mask on his face, and after hesitating for a while, she said to him: "You actually, you can not wear it in front of me, I have a relationship with you now that I am boyfriend and girlfriend, and it is okay for you to show me your true face." ”

"Of course, if you don't want to, it doesn't hurt to keep wearing it, I'm not a person who cares a lot about appearance."

But speaking of which, it seems that Amer has never shown her his true face, which is as awkward as Mo Yinxing.

Mo Yinxing had a crush on Ning Xiang so closely, of course, he knew that she was not someone who cared about her face, but he was still afraid, afraid that after she saw the face under his mask, there would be disgust in his eyes that he didn't want to see.

Can. He can choose to escape for a while, can he be like this for the rest of his life?

This incident made the whole person of the Demon Venerable, who was originally in a happy mood, fall into silence.

He was still holding Ning Xiang's hand, but the strength of his grip was slowly relaxing.

Ning Xiang noticed the change in his mood, pecked him back on the lip, and comforted him: "It's okay, just because I didn't say these words, okay, go to sleep quickly."

"Okay." Mo Yinxing interrupted her in a low voice, and looked at her again with a little more desperation in his eyes, "I'll show you." ”

After he finished speaking, he sat up straight and withdrew from Ning Xiang's arms.

Thus the whole person was exposed to the silver and white moonlight, and he set his hands to retrieve the half-face mask that he had not taken off since he put it on.

When the mask was completely removed by him, it seemed that something else had been removed along with him, and the young man's true face, which had never been spied on by outsiders, came into Ning Xiang's eyes.

Under the moonlight, the burn marks on the right side of the face in front of him were obvious.

The burn stretched all the way from his right cheekbone to the bridge of his nose, like a large red spot, and forcibly destroyed the handsomeness of his entire face.

Mo Yinxing didn't dare to raise his eyes to see Ning Xiang's expression, he just lowered his peach blossom eyes and said in a dumb voice: "It's ugly, if it scares you, I'm sorry"

The face in his eyes, the left side of his face is perfect like an immortal, but the right side of his face is as terrifying as a ghost.

Ning Xiang couldn't go against her conscience and said a good word.

She was silent for a while, and then Fang said, "It's really not good-looking." ”

As soon as she said this, the young man's right hand gradually clenched into a fist, and his eyes were instantly filled with embarrassment and injury, and he just wanted to put on the mask again after laughing at himself.

The next moment, the right half of his face, with some burns, met a very soft and warm lip.

Ning Xiang withdrew the kiss, held Mo Yinxing's right hand, which was almost completely released, in an almost aggressive attitude, and looked into the peach blossom eyes that still had some pain and shame left, and continued to him:

"But I said, I don't care what the right half of your face looks like."

"If you really care."

The girl's free left hand flipped and summoned the life-breaking sword, but without doing anything, she pulled the sword out of its scabbard and aimed it at the right side of her face.

"Then I can accompany you like this."

When she said this, the movements in Ning Xiang's hand did not stop, and the strength did not decrease, and the blade of the sword went all the way forward, piercing her delicate skin, and in an instant, blood beads overflowed, dripping on the back of Mo Yinxing's hand, burning his heart.

He knocked off the sword in Ning Xiang's hand in a panic, looked at the small opening on her face, and roared angrily; "Are you crazy Ning Tianjiao?!"

Ning Xiang's expression was very calm, and she didn't seem to feel how terrifying her actions just now were, and she could even reply to him in a serious tone: "I'm not crazy, I'm just showing you my attitude." ”

In her case, if words are not convincing, then action.

There's always one thing, and it works.

Mo Yinxing was afraid of her, and gritted his teeth when he used magic to help her treat the injuries on her face with a distressed look and said, "Okay, I believe you really don't care, but you can't do such stupid things anymore!" ”

He is a man, it doesn't matter what he does, but women are different, especially in ancient times when this kind of cognitive backwardness.

In addition to being afraid, Mo Yinxing also felt that the heart that was sore and unbearable before was thrown into a honey jar, and it was soaked with sweetness inside and out.

The peach blossom eyes that looked at Ning Xiang before and could suppress their affection, at this moment, they could no longer hide it, and the surging and fiery affection was directly revealed, and Ning Xiang's ears were red again.

After she replied to him with a "hmm", she wanted to continue to avoid her gaze, but her chin was pinched by a certain demon venerable, and her lips were hot.

Just when the fragrance of peach blossoms lingering in Ning Xiang's mouth and nose became stronger and stronger, she seemed to hear Mo Yinxing say such a sentence in a trance.

"Ning Tianjiao, how can you be so likeable, I really want to eat you in my stomach, no one can covet it."

Ning Xiang wanted to say how could he have such perverted thoughts, but he couldn't make a sound at all, so he could only let his thoughts continue to be carried away by him, feeling his love and enthusiasm for her.

The next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Ning Xiang's biological clock woke her up, and before she opened her eyes, she felt a very hot weight in her arms, which made her a little breathless.

She opened her blue and dark eyes, and before her lips moved, she felt a strong swelling and pain, and she hissed softly in pain.

This hissing woke up Mo Yinxing, who was wrapped around her like an octopus, and he opened his peach blossom eyes, which still had some satisfied looks, to look at her and ask her what was wrong.

Mo Yinxing at the beginning of taking the mask: I, an ugly monster, will definitely scare Mrs. Xiang. (Low self-esteem)

Mo Yinxing for a while: Don't stop me, I want to eat the world's best fragrant wife into my stomach!!

Ning Xiang: Not necessarily.

(End of chapter)