seven words nine ink

The fluke in his heart made him want to avoid talking about it, so he could treat it as something that didn't happen, and was once again mercilessly pierced by Xiao Qiyan.

What does Xiao Qiyan want?

Jiang Mojiu couldn't figure it out.

The night was deep, and Xiao Qiyan beside him was sleeping soundly. The dim moonlight penetrated into the room, and Jiang Mojiu could see clearly that even though he was sleeping, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

What did he dream about? Jiang Mojiu thought in confusion, and humbly admitted that he couldn't figure it out.

He couldn't figure out everything, what happened to Pei Yiyun, why he was in the world, and why Xiao Qiyan's temperament changed drastically.

Is there anything else I can get from him?

She had never been gentle, but Jiang Mojiu felt uneasy and uneasy, let alone what Xiao Qiyan was going to do.

Could it be that Xiao Qiyan was poisoned by some poison?

If one day, the poisonous Gu is completely receded, will Xiao Qiyan think it is his fault?

Thinking of this, the cold sweat on Jiang Mojiu's back grew more and more, his internal organs were like falling into an ice cave, and he felt like running away and dared not stay any longer.

Even the package was too late to pack, as if something was chasing him, Jiang Mojiu ran out of Xiao Qiyan's house in a panic, looking around and feeling at a loss, where should he go.

But dare not go back.

Walk along the road in front of the door numbly, where should I go?

But it seems that no matter where he goes, there will be no more Xiao Qiyan.

Jiang Mojiu seemed to be unable to breathe in a trance, stopped, covered his chest and squatted down slowly, gasping for breath, still feeling as if he was being strangled by something.

What can he do.

Jiang Mojiu struggled to get up, and continued to walk forward with faltering footsteps. He didn't know where he came from and where he was going.

After walking for a long time, exhaustion seems to bring back rational thoughts, and I can start thinking again.

What should he do.

Day and night, Jiang Mo Jiu Shui Mi Weijin has been walking for a whole day. Although he is a demon, he is not as powerful as Xiao Qiyan and Bai Hua.

Jiang Mojiu stopped in resignation, leaned against the tree and panted heavily, picked up two wild fruits at will, stuffed them into his mouth regardless of whether they were bitter or sweet.

Although she was resting, Jiang Mojiu couldn't stop looking around, but she didn't see any familiar figure chasing after her.Jiang Mojiu murmured in his heart, he didn't seem to care much about himself.

Just thinking about it like this, I feel that the internal organs are sinking endlessly, sinking to a place where he can't catch it.

Xiao Qiyan has lived for thousands of years, even if he wakes up at lunch time and finds that he is not there, he must have already chased him.

Presumably just don't care.Jiang Mojiu smiled wryly.When will he be able to admit frankly that his life is very cheap.

Xiao Qiyan, who woke up from sleep, closed his eyes and stretched out his arms expectantly, wanting to get a warm hug.

Holding the air in his arms for a long time, he pursed his mouth aggrievedly, wanting to open his eyes to play a rogue.

But it couldn't be found.

Xiao Qiyan lay down on the bed disheartened, and was in a daze for a long time, thinking over and over again what he did wrong.

Where did Jiang Mojiu go?

He was never willful and playful, where did he go now?Xiao Qiyan wondered if he was lucky enough to go out to buy noodles.

The freshly smoked cured meat piled up in the yard, and the freshly replenished things in the kitchen made it impossible for Xiao Qiyan to deceive himself.

Counting the hours repeatedly in inner torment, Xiao Qiyan was waiting, letting Jiang Mojiu run away, and then catch up.

He didn't want to admit that he didn't know how to face Jiang Mojiu, so he could only linger on.

When Xiao Qiyan swaggered in front of him, Jiang Mojiu stopped, rubbing his eyes in disbelief, thinking he was hallucinating.

How could he be here.

Hearing the sound behind him, Xiao Qiyan stopped, turned to Jiang Mojiu with a smile, "Tired from walking?"

With a lot of thoughts, Jiang Mojiu didn't want to talk to him, and said perfunctorily, "Yes."

"Have a rest?" Xiao Qiyan enthusiastically stepped forward and picked up Jiang Mojiu by the waist, placed it on the branch of the tree, and pinched Jiang Mojiu's leg.

The flushed Jiang Mojiu wanted to refuse, but Xiao Qiyan firmly refused.

A pair of hands gradually walked upstream from the ankle, pinched the calf, pinched the thigh, and now...

The more you pinch, the more wrong it becomes.Jiang Mojiu blushed, and wanted to slap Xiao Qiyan's ungrateful hand away, but was thrown to the ground by Xiao Qiyan, who did not hide any desire in his eyes.

Take the sky as the quilt and the earth as the bed.

Jiang Mojiu was really embarrassed, trying to struggle hard, but he was really not Xiao Qiyan's opponent, so he could only let Xiao Qiyan do whatever he wanted, happily and heartily.

Xiao Qiyan was satisfied, and turned over to sleep with his mind full of worries, how could Jiang Mojiu fall asleep.

Looking at Xiao Qiyan's sleeping profile, this time he didn't even have a few words of comfort, Jiang Mojiu's neck seemed to be strangled by something, and he was so sad that he couldn't breathe.

Fearing that Xiao Qiyan's back would get cold, Jiang Mojiu changed back to his original shape and stuck tightly to his back, as if this could cover up his humbleness.

The evening wind is blowing, the forest is completely dark, and the shadows are accompanied by the howling of wolves in the distance, which makes people shudder.

Jiang Mojiu sat up and looked into the depths of the forest, her eyes flickering, she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a long time, Xiao Qiyan woke up, stretched out his arms to embrace the imaginary warmth, and smiled complacently.

"Mo Jiu..." Xiao Qiyan murmured, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Mojiu turned to look at him in confusion, not understanding why Xiao Qiyan would suddenly mention this.

"I'm a little hungry." Xiao Qiyan propped his head up with one hand, and looked at Jiang Mojiu with a wide smile.

"Then..." Jiang Mojiu hated her clumsy lips and tongue, unable to express her feelings.

"Go home." Xiao Qiyan grabbed Jiang Mojiu's wrist and said earnestly.

Jiang Mojiu nodded silently, her heart was swallowed by a huge daze.

What the hell is he worth.

Back in the empty courtyard, it seemed that everything could be written off, and nothing had happened. Jiang Mojiu had never understood so clearly in his heart that it was impossible.

Although the two lived together, Xiao Qiyan paid more and more, Jiang Mojiu accepted it with trepidation and disbelief, life would always go on.

After waiting for a few days, Xiao Qiyan didn't explain anything, which made Jiang Mojiu feel very uncomfortable. Although he still took care of him, he was always absent-minded.

Xiao Qiyan seemed to be idling around in front of him all day long to make fun of him, trying different ways to make him happy, but Jiang Mojiu became more and more silent.

Even Xiao Qiyan was at a loss and said less and less.

After he woke up, Xiao Qiyan never looked for Pei Yiyun again.

Regarding the matter in front of him, Jiang Mojiu didn't know how to deal with it, and Xiao Qiyan was a lot gentler to him, but as always, he talked less.

Occasionally, she sat beside Jiang Mojiu with a cheeky face, and didn't know what to say, so she could only keep her mouth shut thoughtfully, not daring to probe easily.

Looking at Xiao Qiyan beside him, Jiang Mojiu had something on his mind, so he naturally talked less, and the two were often relatively silent and awkward.

Two people who keep silent about some issues will always drift apart.

"Mo Jiu!" Xiao Qiyan stood in the courtyard and shouted excitedly: "Do you see what I brought back?"

Jiang Mojiu hurriedly wiped her hands clean, walked out of the kitchen, and saw another person standing beside Xiao Qiyan.

The last time I saw a lot of people in the courtyard was the handyman that Xiao Qiyan bought for Pei Yiyun. What happened to that person?Jiang Mojiu thought back in confusion.

That's right, Xiao Qiyan fought with Bai Hua and stood in front of Xiao Qiyan himself. Although they reconciled, Pei Yiyun didn't take the handyman away after all.

Later, Xiao Qiyan gave the handyman his freedom.

Now, why did he bring another handyman back, and why should he send it to Pei Yiyun?

Seeing Jiang Mojiu standing there with a complicated expression, Xiao Qiyan hurriedly walked to his side, and flattered him, "Look, how about the newly recruited handyman?"

"You want to hire another handyman?" Jiang Mojiu pulled Xiao Qiyan into the kitchen, and asked anxiously.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Xiao Qiyan casually picked up the melons and fruits that Jiang Mojiu had just washed, and ate them contentedly.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Mojiu eagerly wanted to defend himself, and said, "I have shortcomings, just tell me, and I will work hard to improve."

Hearing Jiang Mojiu's words, Xiao Qiyan put down the things in his hands, looked at Jiang Mojiu squarely, held his shoulders, sat him down, and said softly: "There is nothing wrong with you, but I think you have worked too hard. Let me share it with you personally.”

"But……"

Xiao Qiyan's interest was aroused by Jiang Mojiu's hesitation to speak, and he slowly approached Jiang Mojiu, wantonly letting his breath linger around Jiang Mojiu, and asked, "But what?"

"Isn't this a waste of money..."

Xiao Qiyan couldn't hold back his laughing voice, looking at Jiang Mojiu who was looking at him in confusion, Xiao Qiyan wished he could raise his hand and swear, lest he had the slightest suspicion.

"I do know." Jiang Mojiu's tone was a little sad: "They are all demons who have cultivated to become fine, so there is no need to value money so much, probably because my mana is low, and I don't know how to turn stone into gold, so I am so downcast. "

Xiao Qiyan hugged Jiang Mojiu's shoulders, trying to comfort him softly: "Okay, I'll just teach you in the future, but it's just a trick to fool mortals, so what if you don't know how to do it."

Xiao Qiyan's boldness still couldn't hide the hesitation in Jiang Mojiu's eyes.

The new handyman was seldom talkative, and his hands and feet were quick. Jiang Mojiu often couldn't grab the work, so he could only sit aside angrily, watching the quick hands and feet wash and rinse.

He didn't dare to complain to Xiao Qiyan, if Xiao Qiyan felt that he was redundant, it would be a good idea to drive him out.

However, Jiang Mojiu thought about it again. Speaking of it, he lost his life to Xiao Qiyan, so it was the end of repaying his favor.

That being the case, there is really no need to wrong yourself, otherwise...

But after leaving Xiao Qiyan, he suddenly didn't know how to live his life.

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