seven words nine ink

Xiao Qiyan has been very depressed recently.

The person who just got the meat, just got the sweetness, and just got the gluttonous feast, suddenly told him that he didn't even have porridge and side dishes, and he really couldn't bear it.

But speaking of it, he can only be blamed for being cheap.

That day, the laziness left in the air was the lingering aftertaste of affection.

Xiao Qiyan propped himself up, stroking Jiang Mojiu's cheeks, and suddenly remembered the first time Jiang Mojiu knocked on the door, he couldn't help laughing, looking at Jiang Mojiu's confused expression.

Xiao Qiyan said with a teasing smile: "Who said that I am a cat that doesn't scratch people? Let's see what it looks like when I scratch my back? Could it be that I have a big cat face?"

Jiang Mojiu pursed her lips tightly, as if she had done something wrong, she wished she could bury her head and not speak or look at him.

The atmosphere quickly dropped to freezing point. After the two pondered for a long time, Xiao Qiyan's heart skipped a beat, and he finally came to his senses. It was broken, as if he had said something wrong.

Jiang Mojiu wrapped herself up in a hurry, got out of bed in a hurry, and walked out the door in a hurry. Xiao Qiyan didn't even have time to call him to stop with his smooth movements.

Looking at the empty room, Xiao Qiyan stretched out his hands and feet and lay paralyzed on the bed. Despondently, he wanted to raise his hand to slap himself hard, but he was too lazy to reach out.

How can I make up for my stinky mouth that caused trouble, so I can apologize to Mo Jiu.

In the past, I kept everything in my heart, but now it's good, I let it go too openly, and I don't even have a gatekeeper.

Xiao Qiyan couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped himself heavily.

Tsk, it hurts.Xiao Qiyan couldn't help rubbing his cheeks, feeling even more annoyed in his heart.

From that day on, Jiang Mojiu began to avoid him.

Even if the two collided head-on, Jiang Mojiu refused to look up at him and left in a hurry.The one who was particularly self-aware moved out of his house directly.

The angry Xiao Qiyan wanted to ignore Jiang Mojiu's wishes and drag him over to beat him up again.

But when he thought of Jiang Mojiu's careful thinking that he couldn't be figured out, Xiao Qiyan showed half of his timidity, and thinking that Jiang Mojiu really couldn't beat him with his incomprehensible magic power, he had no choice but to give up.

After all, you can't bully unilaterally, right?

Jiang Mojiu is very obedient, never bullying him, let alone being kind to him.

Even if he wanted Jiang Mojiu to be fierce to him, Jiang Mojiu didn't know what to be afraid of, so he didn't dare.

Even if he did something wrong on purpose occasionally, Jiang Mojiu looked at him with a tone as if he was doing something wrong, talking to him in a low voice, discussing it, making him... feel distressed.

Jiang Mojiu shouldn't be like this.

Thinking of the wrong things he did before, Xiao Qiyan became even weaker.

Jiang Mojiu, who hid back in his room, quietly looked at Xiao Qiyan who was tugging at his hair in the yard. He also knew that he was a little childish, but he was just angry in his heart, probably because he had been lying low for a long time before, and suddenly I was bored in my heart.

Although I wanted to get rid of my previous temperament, after all I was trapped for a long time, I always felt uncomfortable without saying anything. Suddenly I heard Xiao Qiyan calmly making fun of the matter between the bed curtains, and I was so shocked that I couldn't control the inner emotions disturbed.

Is it the last face at work, or what.

Jiang Mojiu thought in confusion, but couldn't figure it out.

He knew that Xiao Qiyan was also working hard to change his temperament, and the scale was right, and both sides were carefully testing.

what are you doing.Jiang Mojiu wondered what they were doing.

Some things have been accumulated for a long time, how can they not be broken or established.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, the restless Jiang Mojiu sneaked from the house to the kitchen to look for food, but he didn't expect that Xiao Qiyan, who was staring at him closely, had already waited for an opportunity to move.

Seeing the distraught Jiang Mojiu, Xiao Qiyan stood maliciously at the kitchen concierge, waiting for Jiang Mojiu to come out, trying to scare him.

Hearing Jiang Mojiu's steps from the kitchen, Xiao Qiyan jumped forward happily: "Hi-ah!"

Jiang Mojiu took the tray in his hand and splashed it all on him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jiang Mojiu apologized in a hurry.

Xiao Qiyan pursed his lips in grievance, letting Jiang Mojiu eagerly clean up the remnants of him.

"What are you doing here." Jiang Mojiu complained, "You are so old, why don't you look good?"

Xiao Qiyan remained silent, pursing his lips and smiling.

Jiang Mo Jiuyue said that the angrier he became, he left Xiao Qiyan behind, turned around and left, angrily said: "You clean it up yourself, I'm leaving, it's my fault."

"As it is..." Xiao Qiyan smiled maliciously, and suddenly grabbed Jiang Mojiu's wrist tightly, and said with a sincere gaze: "Why don't you and I go into the room and talk about it."

"Shameless!" Jiang Mojiu blushed and spat in a low voice.

"It's better to have something to say than to have nothing to say." Xiao Qiyan said seriously.

"I have nothing to say to you." Jiang Mojiu broke free from Xiao Qiyan's restraint and wanted to leave.

"Jiang Mojiu!"

The unbearable Xiao Qiyan roared angrily, and strode towards Jiang Mojiu, Jiang Mojiu, who had nowhere to escape, stopped in his tracks, with a bowed and respected look.

Xiao Qiyan was puzzled and asked, "Did you do something wrong?"

"I thought..." Jiang Mojiu said in a low voice, "I thought I did something wrong, and you are angry."

"What did you do wrong?" Xiao Qiyan almost laughed angrily.

"I do not know either..."

"Then why are you running away!" Xiao Qiyan said angrily, "Or did you do something else wrong?"

"How do I know what I did wrong..." Looking at Xiao Qiyan's livid face, Jiang Mojiu corrected his words in a polite manner: "I was wrong!"

"Why are you avoiding me?"

"When did I avoid you!" Facing Xiao Qiyan's angry questioning, Jiang Mojiu held on.

"You didn't hide from me, why did you move out of the house?"

"Didn't I do something wrong?"

"What did you do wrong?"

"I scratched you..." Jiang Mojiu hurriedly said loudly: "I really didn't mean to, I will change it!"

"You don't need to change it, and you haven't done anything wrong. This is boudoir taste." Xiao Qiyan tried her best to explain it to Jiang Mojiu with her own vocabulary, but Jiang Mojiu still looked at a loss.

"What is a boudoir..." Jiang Mojiu didn't really understand, trying to remember, Xiao Qiyan took the words and said kindly.

"Fun."

Jiang Mojiu looked at Xiao Qiyan blankly, hoping to hear an explanation from him and understand what it meant.

"It's just that the couple are in the room, um, huh, huh."

Seeing Xiao Qiyan's hands churning together into twists, his words were vague and ambiguous.

Jiang Mojiu suddenly became enlightened, his face flushed red, he turned around in embarrassment and left.

He never thought that Xiao Qiyan would dare to say such private words in the courtyard.

"What are you going?"

Facing Xiao Qiyan's loud questioning, Jiang Mojiu didn't dare to speak, and walked faster, but he didn't want to be caught by Xiao Qiyan who was chasing up, and asked seriously again: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Mojiu didn't dare to look at Xiao Qiyan anymore, tried to withdraw his wrist, and stammered: "Guardian, the guardian is joking, I, I'm afraid of being laughed at by the guardian, I, I..."

"What are you kidding me about?"

"I seem to have auditory hallucinations, don't mind the guardian."

"What auditory hallucination? Come and listen to me?"

Not only did Xiao Qiyan refuse to let go, but he got closer to Jiang Mojiu. The hot breath lingered around Jiang Mojiu, and Jiang Mojiu felt that a string called reason in him was about to snap.

"The protector said he and I are husband and wife."

"That's right, I said it."

Seeing Xiao Qiyan's reasonable answer, Jiang Mojiu seemed to be greatly frightened, and took a deep breath.

"I have done what I should do with you, and I have done what I shouldn't. Why are we not husband and wife anymore?"

"However, we have never been happy..."

Looking at Jiang Mojiu's dodging eyes, Xiao Qiyan seemed to be pricked by a needle, and wanted to sigh with his forehead, but Jiang Mojiu was really promising.

It happened that he resigned to his fate, and let Jiang Mojiu follow his lifeline without any objection.

"Don't mind the protector." Jiang Mojiu grinned hard, trying to pretend she didn't mind.

"I don't mind." Xiao Qiyan hated her stupid lips and tongue.

"Are you really not mad at me?"

"Why am I mad at you?"

He never thought that he would be such an image in Jiang Mojiu's heart, that he would get angry because of a little thing.

No wonder Jiang Mojiu distrusted him so much.

Even if he said it, Jiang Mojiu's fearful appearance could hit his mind directly and make him feel uncomfortable.

The author has something to say:

"I am pleased with you."