Our leader has a special technique for chasing his wife

The obedient person was stripped naked and thrown into a bathtub to soak in cold water, but it didn't seem to be of any use.

Seeing the person who was still hugging him after getting into the water, whimpering and crying all the time, saying that he was suffering, that he was suffering so badly, Mo Jiao gritted his teeth, he had no choice but to follow Hua Xiangrong's words do it.

Carrying him back to the bed, Zhong Yixiao was blushing all over, but she couldn't help it, her face was blurred from crying, it was indeed not very good-looking.

But with this obscene and poisonous body, he has no sense at the moment, he only knows to ask Mo Jiao to help him.

"Mr. Mo, I'm so uncomfortable..."

Cries of grievance came out of his mouth, Mo Jiao paused as he unbuttoned his belt, quickly took off his clothes, approached Zhong Yixiao and kissed him on the cheek, and softly comforted him: "I know, I'm here to help you."

What made Mo Jiao palpitate was that Zhong Yixiao did not name other people after taking the traditional Chinese medicine this time, but subconsciously called out Mr. Mo.

Mo Jiao was happy, and kissed Zhong Yixiao's red and swollen lips as a reward, soft and warm, as comfortable as warm water.

Zhong Yixiao subconsciously hugged his neck, not telling him to go any further, his misty eyes opened, with a hazy watery light, and the corners of his eyes were red, seeing that Mo Jiao was about to back away after kissing, he pouted and moved closer. Going up, her voice was hoarse and soft, and she looked at Mo Jiao with a pair of dark eyes.

"Comfortable, I still want to..."

Seeing this voluptuous scene, Mo Jiao hooked his lips into a chuckle, hugged the person whose limbs could not help but tightly entangled with him, and took advantage of the situation to overwhelm him, Zhong Yixiao's long snow-white legs immediately wrapped around his waist impatiently, I am afraid that if I am not satisfied, I will not let go.

Mo Jiao clicked his tongue, seeing the pure and slutty performance of the person below him, lowered his head and lightly bit Zhong Yixiao's Adam's apple, which was sliding up and down, and deliberately ground the piece of soft flesh with his teeth as if he wanted to eat someone, The other party was so frightened that he trembled and screamed out.

"Mr. Mo!"

"You asked for it."

It was the first time in Mo Jiao's life that he was so nervous, but Zhong Yixiao should be satisfied, because the people in the next room complained many times at night that his barking was too disturbing.

Mo Jiao thought it sounded good, and blamed them for being ignorant, doing their own thing and working hard.

The spring tide is surging, indulge in one night.

The leader of the Demon Cult gave up his life to accompany the gentleman, so righteous, Zhong Shaoxia finally fell asleep after the poison was released, and the leader was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

At dawn, the leader, who had shrunk after Yuanyang was broken, crawled out of Zhong Yixiao's embrace in great embarrassment. He should have guessed that this would happen.

Fortunately, he didn't have an attack last night when he was doing business, but he can't be thankful for it now. He rummaged through the closet and changed into a suit of clothes that fit him, and he was about to start trying to clean up the mess.

How to explain to the little bastard that I became smaller after helping him detoxify last night?

When Zhong Yixiao woke up, it was already noon, and the glamor in the room had already dissipated.

Zhong Yixiao crawled out of the bed weakly, and leaned against the head of the bed in a daze, unable to realize where she was for a while, but she was only wrapped in a loose nightgown, and there were many ambiguous red marks on her body , the bitten lip was red, swollen and numb, and most importantly, there were bursts of dull pain from under his body that were obviously overused, which made him wake up quickly.

He seemed to have been poisoned by Hua Xiangrong yesterday, and then...he was taken away by the leader of the Demon Cult!

Zhong Yixiao's face turned pale with shock, it can be seen that the place he was in was not the Xiangge, but the inn where he stayed, and although he was tired and uncomfortable, he was very refreshed, apparently someone cleaned it up for him, who could it be? ?

No... What he meant was, who was the person who slept with him last night?

In the muddled memory, the man wearing the golden mask overwhelmed him, and then...

That is the leader of the Demon Cult.

Zhong Yixiao suddenly felt dejected and desperate and smashed at him, his first reaction was to think of Mr. Mo, his mind went into a turmoil, panic occupied his whole heart, and he looked completely at a loss, Sitting motionless on the head of the bed, it was as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.

But in a daze, Zhong Yixiao felt that there was a small thing in the quilt again, and the little arm hugged his leg, and then realized that the touch was different, and the little head crawled out from under the quilt.

"Brother Zhong...what's the matter with you?"

What Zhong Yixiao saw was Mo Jiao who became smaller again in the morning, and then quickly cleaned up the mess and then climbed onto the bed to catch up on sleep. In astonishment, she subconsciously covered up her disheveled and disheveled self.

But Mo Jiao saw that his complexion was as dark as ink, his eyes were full of panic, he was almost frightened, could it be that there are after-effects of this acacia?

Mo Jiao's face was pale, but Zhong Yixiao was confused, so he didn't notice some strange red marks on his neck. As for the scratches on his back hidden in his clothes, Mo Jiao would not let him see them.

He got up early and packed up all the golden masks and clothes he used yesterday, just because he was afraid that Zhong Yixiao would find out and he would be unable to explain.

But Zhong Yixiao obviously misunderstood. After seeing the child, he suppressed the panic in his heart, calmed himself down a little, squeezed out a forced smile, and touched the child's head with an extremely unnatural expression.

"Jiaojiao..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice became unbelievably hoarse, and even her throat felt a little uncomfortable. Zhong Yixiao frowned, and endured those bad emotions, her heart beating fast and nervously like a drum.

Because he was feeling hopeless and at the same time he had only a little hope, and he was unwilling to admit that he was slept by that strange demon leader, and the child beside him probably knew something, and he desperately wanted to know what happened last night. Who the hell is that person.

"Jiaojiao, how did I come back yesterday?"

Mo Jiao had already prepared his words for this, and said obediently: "Uncle sent you back."

Zhong Yixiao suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe it, but at the same time he was secretly happy, but his heart was uneasy.

"What about the others?"

"Let's go, he asked me to take good care of my brother."

Mo Jiao had guessed how Zhong Yixiao would react when he woke up the next day, he would never mess around like a shrew, but he looked so calm, except that his eyes were a little red, and he didn't directly ask who it was last night. Jiao thinks he is a bit strange.

Moreover, Zhong Yixiao didn't ask any more questions after hearing Mo Jiao's words, but his smile suddenly became ugly.

"Let's go, is he busy?" Zhong Yixiao asked suddenly, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Mo Jiao nodded, it could be seen that Zhong Yixiao's attitude was a little strange, he thought for a while, leaned over and hugged Zhong Yixiao, and comforted him with a cute appearance: "Brother, don't think too much, uncle is really busy, he still asked I take good care of you."

Zhong Yixiao's heart warmed, and she nodded slowly, but she couldn't help thinking too much, and her mind was full of confusion.

He was poisoned yesterday, he was not drunk, he was still conscious, he remembered that the man who held him in his arms and pierced him fiercely was clearly the leader of the Demon Cult wearing a mask, and in his memory there was no Mister never showed up!

But what about when he wakes up?

There are no traces around her, the leader of the Demon Cult has disappeared, and Jiaojiao said that Mr. Mo has been here...

Zhong Yixiao would never have thought that Mo Jiao and Mr. Mo were both the leaders of the Demon Cult, and his first reaction was to feel a little guilty and remorseful.

He was poisoned yesterday and was taken advantage of by the leader of the Demon Cult, but before that, he clearly agreed to the marriage contract with Mr. Mo, and also agreed to help him take care of his terminally ill nephew.

What should he do? If Mr. Mo really found out about such an embarrassing thing, what face would he have to meet Mr. Mo again?

However, Mr. Mo's nephew, Jiaojiao, who is running out of time, is still by his side to comfort him, but Mr. Mo, whom he said had come to see him, is gone...

Zhong Yixiao felt extremely uneasy, almost collapsed, but he still suppressed himself in front of the child, not wanting the child to worry about him.

Hugging Mo Jiao, Zhong Yixiao suddenly felt her nose sore, she nodded silently, and said with a bleak smile, "I see, Jiaojiao is the most obedient."

Mo Jiao glanced at him secretly, but saw hatred in Zhong Yixiao's eyes, as if he was gnashing his teeth, wishing to kill the person who took advantage of him last night.

Mo Jiao was also secretly startled when he saw it, thinking that rabbits would bite people when they were in a hurry, but what did this little bastard think, is it so difficult to accept being slept by him?

But Zhong Yixiao didn't say anything, he just said that he was tired, and told Mo Jiao to go downstairs to eat first, so as not to starve to death, and leave him alone.

Mo Jiao can only act as a good boy now, and go downstairs to eat according to his words.

But when he came back from dinner, Zhong Yixiao in the room had already passed out at some point, and there was still a pool of blood on the edge of the bed.

Zhong Yixiao vomited blood!

Mo Jiao was terrified, knowing that he knew how to heal, but at this juncture he forgot about these things, ran downstairs to find a doctor, didn't even see the way, and bumped into a person in front of the stairs.

With Mo Jiao's skill, he will definitely not be able to avoid it, it only shows that he is really out of shape.

But when Mo Jiao looked up at that person, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said happily, "You came just in time! Go and help me see Zhong Yixiao!"

Xie Lingyu didn't dare to stay longer in the inn, in fact he went back to find Qin Yu very early.

However, Qin Yu also went out. I don't know who he was in contact with recently. He was mysterious. Xie Lingyu told Qin Yu what he had discovered, and he also had an incredible expression.

"Boss, let me tell you, you really don't believe me! Just like I told you last time that the kid next to Zhong Yixiao knows martial arts, and his inner strength is so strong that he almost killed you with a throwing knife. I saw something even more terrifying yesterday!"

Qin Yu lowered his eyes halfway, looking impatient, but he didn't rudely interrupt Xie Lingyu's exaggerated words.

Xie Lingyu went on to say: "Didn't Zhong Yixiao be caught in Cuiwei Pavilion yesterday? Then there should only be a child in his inn room, do you know? I saw that child enter the room and come out with my own eyes. It's time to become an adult!"

Hearing this, Qin Yu opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and looked at Xie Lingyu strangely.

"I really saw it with my own eyes! The man was wearing black clothes and a beautiful golden mask. After he left, I went to that room to see, and the child was gone..."

"and many more!"

Qin Yu caught the point, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Tell me again, what does that man look like?"

"Very beautiful, prettier than any beauties I have ever seen!"

Seeing that Qin Yu's eyes seemed unfriendly, Xie Lingyu coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "Like that child, that man has a red mole under his left eye, and it happened that he didn't put on a mask immediately when he went out, and that mask is also very unique... ..."

"Is there a red mole on the left cheek?"

Seeing Qin Yu's shocked face, Xie Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and said anxiously: "I'm also curious, how can a child become an adult in such a short period of time...Hey! Boss, where are you going!"

Qin Yu didn't wait for Xie Lingyu to finish speaking before leaving the door with a cold face. Xie Lingyu didn't catch up and stood in front of the alley with his hips akimbo, flattening his mouth. Every time he didn't listen to what he had to say, it really didn't give him any face.

Elder Mo was sitting on the edge of the bed giving Zhong Yixiao acupuncture, while Protector Zuo who came with him was standing beside Mo Jiao. The former was trembling, while the latter looked anxious. Elder Mo had never seen Mo Jiao so anxious. Almost at a loss, not the slightest bit calm in the past.

But after a while, Elder Mo withdrew the needle, wrote a prescription and asked Zuo Hufa to grab the medicine.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mo Jiao looked at Zhong Yixiao's pale sleeping face, frowning tightly on his small face. Elder Mo glanced at him, then at Zhong Yixiao who was still frowning in a coma, and suddenly asked Mo Jiao——

"Jiaojiao, how many pills are left of the medicine I gave you?"

Hearing this, Mo Jiao turned his head to look at him, feeling a little embarrassed.

In fact, Elder Mo also guessed it, and said with a smile: "Forget it, there is one more medicine, don't waste it like this next time, Shaoxia Zhong just passed out because of his physical discomfort and qi and blood attack. By the way, this ointment Here it is, it’s good for his wound, remember to be careful next time, don’t be too rude..."

As he said that, Elder Mo paused, and added with a suppressed smile, "I forgot, the teacher doesn't know when the next time will be."

But he still gave Mo Jiao the small jade box the size of a palm in his hand. The small jade box looked very delicate. When Mo Jiao opened it, the light pink ointment inside exuded a sweet fragrance, which permeated his nostrils.

"What is this? Where do you wipe it?" Mo Jiao asked the rare innocent Mo Jiao.

Elder Mo smiled without saying a word, and looked teasingly at Zhong Yixiao on the bed. Mo Jiao quickly understood, put the jade box away solemnly, put it in his bosom, and looked at Elder Mo again, his gaze There is a silent urging in it.

After a moment of stalemate, Elder Mo was defeated first, laughed and went out, waved his hands and said: "Okay, you give him the medicine first, I will wait for you outside."

Only then did Mo Jiao nod, and after Elder Mo went out, he carefully took out the box of ointment, with a red face, and tiptoely lifted the quilt from Zhong Yixiao's body...

Mo Jiao finally came out of the room, with a small face, looking unhappy, leaning against the railing with Elder Mo and looking at the passers-by downstairs.

"Is the leader unhappy?" Elder Mo asked.

Mo Jiao asked without answering, "Did King Jing not come?"

Elder Mo smiled and said, "No, he didn't know I was out."

So it was sneaked out, Mo Jiao thought.

But Elder Mo said again, "I'm here for the leader, leader, we have confirmed that Qin Yu doesn't have the qilin exhaust in his hands, and the real qilin exhaust must still be in Master He Yun's hands, so what should we do now?"

Everything is ready, the only thing left is for Qilin to exhaust the medicinal material.

Mo Jiao has survived for nearly 20 years, now the mother worm is dead, and the child Gu is in danger, he can't make any mistakes anymore.

How could Mo Jiao not think about his own life, he thought about it seriously, and softly ordered: "Call Elder Shang, I have something to tell him to do."

"Yes."

Afterwards there was another silence. Elder Mo looked at the closed door behind him, then returned his eyes to Mo Jiao's heavy face, and said curiously: "Master, you have brought the beauty home now, why are you still here?" Not happy?"

Mo Jiao gave him a sideways glance, and didn't want to answer at first, he knew that he should be satisfied and happy, but seeing Zhong Yixiao vomited blood from anger, he felt uncomfortable.

"Looks like I messed things up again..."