The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

Mo Ciwan hugged her and fell down, and quickly checked her condition. Although her meridians were not damaged, the spiritual energy in her body was flying wildly, which was not very good.

Carefully picked him up, and glanced at the two people who were in a daze: "Put it away, let's go."

His tone was extremely cold, as if there was an undeniable aura.

Hearing this, Luo Xing immediately put away the bodies of the three ice stone ants, and followed Mo Ciwan back to the city.

Mo Cizhu leaned against her arms and blinked eagerly: "Sister, don't be angry, Zhu'er knows how to measure."

Mo Ciwan, who was hugging her, looked down at her: "Is it what you call being modest?"

The tone of reproach did not make Mo Cizhu feel unhappy, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his heart was full of joy of being cared: "I'm sorry, Zhu'er was wrong~ sister, don't be angry~"

Mo Ciwan listened to her soft voice acting like a baby, and the anger in his heart dissipated a little. When he reached the gate of the city, the Tianxuan sword was sheathed. Mo Ciwan carried her into the city, and asked her in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts~ so my sister is not allowed to attack me." She pouted, her face pale.

Mo Ciwan's heart softened instantly, and he sighed: "My sister is just worried about you."

"Then you're killing me too." Mo Cizhu refused to let go.

"I'm sorry." Mo Ciwan finally gave in and apologized softly.

Luo Xing and Luo Chen also followed, Luo Xing ran to their side: "Sister Ci Wan."

Mo Ciwan glanced at her, thinking that it was mainly because she was too weak that Zhu'er had to bear so much by herself, and his eyes were not very friendly.

"What's the matter?"

Luo Xing's heart felt cold when she looked at her, and said in a sticky voice: "The City Lord's Mansion has the best doctor in the city, so you can take Ah Zhu to recuperate."

Mo Cizhu was not happy to hear her softly calling Mo Ciwan sister, but he felt that he could not make it difficult for him. Although Mo Ciwan is powerful, he is really not a medical practitioner.

"Thank you." Even thank you, the tone is cold.

Luo Xing felt a little wronged, especially after seeing how powerful Mo Ciwan was, she admired her even more, but at this time Mo Cizhu was injured and she knew she couldn't delay.

Still taking the two of them back to the City Lord's Mansion, Luo Chen first went to arrange for a doctor to come over.

Mo Cizhu was assigned to the guest room, and Mo Ciwan carried her to the guest room, put her on the bed, and sat by the bed to watch over her.

The doctor came quickly, and Mo Cizhu really didn't finish laughing at himself. Although the spiritual energy in his body was chaotic, it was not uncontrollable.

Under the treatment of the doctor, he gradually stabilized, but because he still suffered other injuries during the fight with the ice stone ant, it took some time to treat other injuries.

"This young lady is fine, just take a good rest and recuperate her injuries. Next time, you must not do this risky trick again. No one in the monster race or the human race fights while absorbing spiritual energy, because they have never The spiritual energy refined in the body is extremely irritable, it will damage the meridians, and even a little carelessness will damage the consciousness, the meridians are confused, disturb the mood and fall into the devil's way." The doctor said seriously, Mo Cizhu can do this already She was extremely surprised.

"Thank you." Mo Ciwan's expression softened, and he thanked the doctor.

Mo Cizhu was in a coma at this time and did not know the conversation between the two.

"This is a pill to treat Miss's injuries. Take one pill a day for at least ten consecutive days. During these ten days, you must not use your spiritual energy again."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome, the two of you are friends of the Young City Lord, you should."

After the doctor left, Mo Ciwan sat by the bed, looked at the disobedient little dragon on the bed, and finally sighed helplessly.

Mo Ciwan didn't even know what to do with her. Leaving the little guy alone would always hurt him, but if she wasn't allowed to practice, she wouldn't be able to grow.

In the end, she pinched her nose angrily, because the spiritual energy in her body was empty, and her meridians were chaotic just now. At this time, the dragon horns on Mo Cizhu's head were also exposed.

Mo Cizhu was a little unhappy when his nose was pinched, he shook his head, finally hugged Mo Ciwan's hand, bit it lightly, and muttered softly: "Sister, don't touch it."

Before Mo Ciwan could react, the person on the bed had turned into a small dragon and wrapped itself around Mo Ciwan's hands.

The ice-blue little dragon was wrapped around Mo Ciwan's arm, and his head rested on her shoulder, rubbing against her unconsciously, full of dependence.

Mo Ciwan couldn't help touching the dragon's horn on her head, Xiaolong trembled slightly, opened his mouth to bite her again, and bit her wrist.

But not too hard, the tip of his tongue licked Mo Ciwan's wrist.

Sweeping his slender wrist with his cold tongue, Mo Ciwan looked at Xiaolong, his throat tightened for no reason, and his heart beat extraordinarily fast.

Mo Cizhu slept obediently on Mo Ciwan's body, and even had a dream.

In the dream, she saw that Mo Ciwan had a Taoist partner, a woman she didn't know, who was very sweet to Mo Ciwan, and Mo Ciwan's pampering was also given to her.

They also invited themselves to drink wedding wine during their joint ceremony.

Mo Cizhu was very angry, she ignored Mo Ciwan when she was angry, but Mo Ciwan didn't care, he just coaxed the unknown woman, gave her barbecue, put her to sleep, and gave her all good things.

Everyone was congratulating them and felt that Mo Cizhu was making trouble for no reason.

In the end, Mo Cizhu lost his temper at their Dao Dao ceremony, but what he got was Mo Ciwan's cold eyes.

Mo Cizhu woke up in shock. When he woke up, Mo Ciwan was meditating, and the room was not their room in the inn.

Seeing Mo Cizhu's inexplicable anger, she let go of Mo Ciwan's arm, and the dragon's body suddenly grew bigger, with its tail tightly wrapping around Mo Ciwan.

Two dragon claws pushed Mo Ciwan down on the bed.

Mo Ciwan, who was meditating just now, was stunned. He met those blue eyes and looked at the ice dragon that imprisoned her. His shoulders were also held down by the dragon's claws. He seemed very angry?

"Bamboo? What's wrong?"

Meeting her confused eyes, Mo Cizhu became inexplicably angry again. She had married someone else in her dream and asked what was wrong.

Mo Cizhu angrily patted her waist with the dragon tail.

Some force, but it can't do any harm to Mo Ciwan. The tail wraps her tightly. Although the dragon's claw is pressing on her shoulder, Mo Ciwan's hand can still move.

She reached out and stroked Mo Cizhu's dragon tail: "Zhu'er, don't be angry, okay? My sister is wrong."

Although I don't know how to wake up from sleep, I made her angry.

But Mo Ciwan still spoke to comfort her.

She patted Mo Cizhu's tail softly, and Mo Cizhu only felt itchy. She is an adult, so she still knows what it feels like.

Shaking her arm, another dragon claw pressed her hand, and lowered his head to bite her shoulder.

She looked extraordinarily fierce, but when she really wanted to speak, she couldn't bear it anymore, her fangs lightly touched her shoulder, and she didn't speak.

Mo Ciwan couldn't help touching her dragon horn with his other hand.

But just after touching her, Xiaolong slapped her arm away with his tail.

"Zhu'er, don't be angry anymore." Mo Ciwan felt a little helpless to Xiaolong who was playing with his temper, and he didn't know how to coax him.

"You are not allowed to like others." Mo Cizhu said viciously.

A pair of eyes stared at Mo Ciwan.

Mo Ciwan followed the dragon's beard for her: "I don't like others, I only like Zhu'er."

"If you like Taoist companions." Mo Cizhu's milk fiercely said to Mo Ciwan.

Mo Ciwan was stunned for a moment, because of her hesitation, Xiaolong became angry again, and the dragon's beard wrapped around her arm: "Don't look for a Taoist companion."

Mo Ciwan reacted, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I won't look for it."

"Zhu'er, let go of my sister first, okay?" Mo Ciwan coaxed her.

"Not good." Mo Cizhu said angrily.

"why?"

"I want to call you Awan too."

"it is good."

"When I have a Dragon Palace myself, I will hide you from others."

"it is good."

"What else? Promise to Zhu'er, okay?" Mo Ciwan was in a good mood because of her domineering and unreasonable words.

Mo Cizhu let go of her, turned into a human form, and pressed on Mo Ciwan: "And no one is allowed to call your sister."

"Okay, it's just Zhu'er's." Mo Ciwan put his arms around her waist.

"Then, then you kiss me and I won't be angry." Mo Cizhu said with red ears.

Mo Ciwan held her cheek and kissed her side face: "Okay, don't be angry anymore."

"No, don't kiss here." Mo Cizhu muttered softly.

Mo Ciwan pressed against her ear and asked softly, "Where does Zhu'er want to kiss?"

The person being asked murmured for a long time without answering, and finally put up one hand, hooked Mo Ciwan's chin with the other hand, and bowed his head to kiss him.

"Kiss here, don't all Taoist couples kiss here?" Mo Cizhu mustered up his courage and said.

She figured it out. Her possessiveness and dependence on Mo Ciwan could not be explained by family affection. That kind of heart-wrenching feeling was not family affection, but the love that she wanted to be preferred by her. Knowing that such a hot liking can only be love.

Although she woke up from the dream just now and was a little unreasonable, but she also roughly understood that Mo Ciwan's feelings for her were the same as her own. She saw the joy in Mo Ciwan's eyes and the paranoid possession.

That being the case, Mo Cizhu didn't want to avoid it, and there were people outside who coveted her. Mu Shang said that he would marry Mo Ciwan, and Mo Cizhu didn't like Luo Xing's appearance as a fan girl.

Mo Ciwan imitated her, gently stroked Mo Cizhu's chin with his fingertips, his eyes sank slightly, and he kissed her.

This time the kiss was deeper than before, when Mo Cizhu was slightly stunned, the tip of Mo Ciwan's tongue stuck in.

The kissing skills are very unfamiliar, but very serious and gentle, which can make people feel her full of love.

After releasing Mo Cizhu, Mo Ciwan caressed her lips: "Is that right?"

"It's different from the one in the script." Mo Cizhu said inexplicably.

"Hey, it's okay, it must be inexperienced, just practice more." She muttered to herself.

Mo Ciwan blushed because of her words, how could the little guy tease her like that.

"Well, as long as Zhu'er is willing." Mo Ciwan hugged her tightly.

Mo Cizhu leaned against her and stuck out his tongue: "Then, are we Taoist companions?"

"Otherwise, whoever Zhu'er wants to be a Taoist companion, it doesn't matter who it is, if Zhu'er dares, I will kill him." Mo Ciwan said dangerously.

"Then I'll hide you too, hmph." Mo Cizhu pouted, and Mo Ciwan had a lot of peach blossoms, okay?

Mo Ciwan chuckled softly: "It's as sweet as sugar."

Only then was Mo Cizhu satisfied, and he was no longer angry, and he was in a good mood.

However, Mo Ciwan changed the topic: "So why was Zhu'er angry just now?"

Mo Cizhu was taken aback when he heard the words, how should he answer this? Could it be that she was angry because she dreamed that Mo Ciwan became a Taoist couple with others and ignored her?

Suddenly feel guilty.

The author has something to say: Zhu'er: Can I say that it's because I was mad at myself because of my own dreams?It's a pity that I can't say it yet.

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