Why is there so much effort?

Mo Qiuci stopped what he was doing and looked up at him.

Wind was staring at her at this time, and when he saw her, he raised his eyebrows at her, waiting for her answer.

There was actually nothing to hide about this matter, so Mo Qiuci didn't think much about it, and replied to him directly: "I've been like this since I was a child. ”

Afraid that he would not understand, she hesitated, then raised her right hand, pulled up her sleeve and showed him the mark: "I don't know if it's because of it, I've been powerful since I can remember." I don't know why, but every time I use a lot of force, it changes, and it hurts inexplicably, and it takes a long time to get back to normal. ”

Wind unintentionally lowered his head and looked at her bare arm, the mark the same as the last time he saw it, but the color was much darker, and the glow dimmed.

He didn't stare at her arm for long, and after he saw the situation of the mark clearly, he quickly withdrew his gaze, looked at Mo Qiuci and asked her again: "Then this mark on your arm, do you know where it came from?"

Mo Qiuci shook her head, it would be nice if she knew, it was precisely because she didn't know that she could only endure the pain it bringed.

"It's like it's been around for as long as I can remember. ”

She actually couldn't say exactly what she said about it, it seemed that this mark had always been there in her memory, and it seemed that it had only appeared later, but no matter what she thought, she couldn't be sure what was going on, so she could only assume that it had been there since she could remember.

Wind accidentally noticed that she used the word "as if", and he wondered if the mark was not on her arm, why she was still not sure.

But although he thought so in his heart, he didn't ask. After all, when he was a child, it was normal for some people to not remember clearly, and he no longer suspected that Mo Qiuci had something to do with the person who suddenly broke into his room, so he didn't ask more questions on this issue.

"Okay. He answered, then withdrew his gaze and looked elsewhere.

Mo Qiu said "um" and didn't look at him again, she lowered her head and looked at the mark on her arm again.

When did this mark appear?

When she was a child, she didn't pay much attention to her body, she only thought about how to fill her stomach, how to see the sun tomorrow unharmed, and when she really started to pay attention to her body, it was after puberty.

At that time, it seemed that the imprint was already there.

Mo Qiuci frowned and thought about what happened at that time, but he didn't come up with any clue.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it, it's still so unclear and annoying to death.

She retracted her thoughts and looked up at the wind on the other side.

The position they were sitting in was by the window, and the wind unintentionally turned his head to look out of the window, and Mo Qiuci glanced at the place where he was looking, but he didn't know what he was looking at.

What kind of person is this person in front of you!

Originally, she only had the impression of him in the original book, and felt that he must be like the one described in the original book, Yushu is in the wind, gentle and elegant, and has both talents and appearances. But when I actually saw him, I felt that he was not like that.

Because of what had happened in the alley where she had sheltered from the rain in the first place, the wind had unintentionally struck her as a somewhat scary at first. She had been afraid of him for a long time, but after a long time, she felt that he didn't seem to be so scary.

I don't know what I think, my unintentional impression of the wind has changed and changed, presumably the chameleon has not changed as much as her.

Mo Qiuci didn't notice that in the past, she complained about the original author, but now her focus has slowly become the people here, even herself.

Subconsciously, she had begun to think of herself as someone here, but she always remembered the idea of going back, so she never realized that she had changed.

Her gaze kept falling on Feng Wuyi's face, who didn't intend to pay attention to her, but she just stared at him like that for a long time without opening her mouth or retracting her gaze, which made people scratch their heads, and Feng Wuyi couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

"What are you doing staring at me?"

"The wind is unintentional. ”

"Huh?"

"What kind of person are you?"

She was so puzzled by the question that she couldn't help but ask him.

"You're so strange, you ask me what kind of person I am, how do you want me to answer you!" Wind was amused by her question, leaned forward, put his elbows on the table and leaned close to her and laughed, "I'm going to say that I'm a very good person, or a very bad person, do you believe me?"

"That's not something I can answer, it's up to you to decide. In your heart, what kind of person you think I am, then what kind of person I am. ”

Everyone has a different opinion, sees a difference, and thinks differently. For Mo Qiuci, what kind of person he is depends on what she sees and thinks. Otherwise, even if he answered, it would be in vain.

What the wind meant unintentionally, Mo Qiuci understood. She retracted her gaze and stopped looking at the man in front of her.

That's it, how could she be an idiot to ask such a question as unintentionally by the wind! It's really an idiot, her mother opened the door for the idiot, and the idiot has arrived home!

Mo Qiuci complained a few words to herself in her heart, she didn't know what was wrong recently, sometimes her brain seemed to be out of her control, she always thought about or did something that made her speechless, as if she was being manipulated, it was very annoying!

"The dishes for the two of you are ready, please use them slowly. ”

Mo Qiuci came back to her senses in the sound of Xiao Er's serving, she raised her eyes and saw that the dishes she ordered just now had already been served, and in front of her was the chopsticks that Feng had unintentionally handed to her.

"Thank you. She took the chopsticks, stared down at the dishes on the table, and did not move the chopsticks for a long time.

Feng had no opinion, she only watched and didn't eat, so he asked her: "What are you doing stupidly, why don't you eat?"

Mo Qiuci looked up at him and asked stupidly, "Isn't it after you eat it, I can only eat it?"

Wind was unintentionally amused by her question again, and asked rhetorically, "Why do you feel like that?"

Mo Qiuci frowned slightly, and said to him with a serious face: "You are the master, if you don't eat it, I can't eat it...... Well, I don't see that in all books!"

She was almost about to say something that Feng had no intention of knowing, but she hurriedly changed her words, and even asked immediately after she finished speaking: "Isn't that the case?"

Feng smiled even brighter: "Of course not." What kind of books do you read all day?"

"......" Mo Qiuci looked at him stunned, frowning even tighter.

Seeing that she was still looking at him in such a puzzled way, Feng unintentionally said again: "Where do the people in the rivers and lakes come from so many rules, you can eat when you go to the dinner table, you don't need to take care of those Lao Shizi things." ”

He was like this when he and Fu Jianghan were eating, and there was no special treatment for anyone, but somehow, Mo Qiuci had such an idea. However, she soon realized that she shouldn't think like this, so she shook that thought out of her head, picked up her chopsticks and took a deep breath: "Okay then, then I'll go." ”

Obviously, she didn't do this when she ate in the morning, how could she become like this in just a few hours!

Mo Qiuci complained about herself again in her heart, but this time the complaint didn't last long, because the meat in her mouth was so fragrant that she couldn't distract herself from thinking about other things at all.

Seeing that she began to eat, Feng unintentionally ate it too.

The two of them were concentrating on eating, and neither of them paid attention to the other.

Their attention was so focused on the food that they didn't even notice that a very small bug had crawled up the leg of the table, and then hovered there, not moving.

After Mo Yingxian and Mo Qiuci separated, she also found a place to eat first, but after a while, she caused trouble again.

When Xiao Er brought a pot of cold wine to the table, she drank it directly to the mouth of the pot.

In less than five minutes, a pot of wine was in the stomach, and the consciousness was also fluttering.

She picked up the empty wine jug in her hand and shook it a few times in the direction of the counter: "Xiao Er, bring me another jug." ”

"Okay, wait!Wait!" The shopkeeper behind the counter glanced at her and hurriedly answered.

At this time, she was already obviously drunk, and she was afraid that her brain was beginning to be unclear. So, when Xiao Er brought the second pot of wine to her, she just opened it and took a sip, so she caught up with Xiao Er who gave the wine, and smashed it directly at his head with the wine jug.

After the sound of "bang-", Xiao Er covered his head and said "oops".

When she was sober, Mo Yingxian's strength was still quite large, but after she was drunk, her strength was not great, and her hands were soft. The flask she smashed over was made of porcelain, and after smashing, it was still intact in her hand. It's just that because it contains wine, it's still quite heavy, so she smashed the little two's head into a bag.

She suddenly got up and walked towards the little er, and suddenly started to "commit murder", coupled with the shouting of the little er, it quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the store.

"Little Er, what kind of wine did you bring me......? It's not the same at all!" On top of the alcohol, Mo Yingxian could barely stand, she pulled the little er who was smashed by her, stretched the wine jug in front of him, and shouted loudly, "Your wine is mixed with water!

The shopkeeper hurriedly walked out from behind the counter after Xiao Er was smashed, walked quickly to their side, first checked the injury of Xiao Er, and then shook off Mo Yingxian's hand, stood in front of Xiao Er, pointed at Mo Yingxian and said: "I see that this girl of yours is drunk, and she is crazy about drinking here! I have been open here for more than ten years, and I have never mixed water into wine! There has never been a customer like you who is so honest and indiscriminately framed people!"

Although Mo Yingxian was drunk, her mind was still clear and she knew what he was talking about.

She was not afraid at all, slapped away the shopkeeper's hand pointing at her nose, raised her voice and yelled at him: "If it is mixed with water, it will be mixed with water! I can't drink it just now!"

The shopkeeper snorted coldly, and after withdrawing his hand, he began to sneer at her: "I see that you just don't want to give money after eating, so you made this decision and thought about eating the overlord's meal!"

Mo Yingxian was suddenly unhappy, she smashed the wine jug in her hand at his feet, and the wine jug fell to the ground and shattered directly.

The shopkeeper hid to the side a little, and as soon as he stood on the collar, he was grabbed by Mo Yingxian.

"You fart! I'm a dignified island owner, how can I allow you to splash dirty water like this!" she grabbed the shopkeeper's collar and shook it with her hand, "This island owner has money! I won't frame you for such a little silver! You are mixed with water in this wine!

Her voice shouted higher and higher, and now not only the customers in the store, but also the people on the street outside were attracted to it.