[Basic three] Help, wait for me

Nan Jiu woke up from his groggy state, and what he saw was a rough wooden roof above his head.It was dark all around, and the wind that seeped through the cracks in the window made him shiver.

He vaguely remembered that Jian Ge raised his beautiful hand holding the sword and hit him hard on the back of the neck.The smile at that time was obviously a little cold.

Jian Ge said that he would be sent to Mo Zhichen.

Nan Jiu realized one thing, who is Mo Zhichen?

It's the real villain who kills and kills with a cold face and no heart, not the little yellow chicken on his screen who "Ah Jiu" all the time!

Even if the superior sent him to take Mo Zhichen's head, it should be done in a more wise and unrestrained way, and definitely not in the current disheveled posture with half-exposed shoulders.What's even more tragic is that Nan Jiu clenched his hands hard and then stretched his feet with difficulty - he is now weak all over, limp like a bag of marshmallows just out of the oven.

Big thing is bad!Nan Jiu's first thought was that the Yaoxiu is indeed all black and should not be messed with.The second thought was to run away before Mo Zhichen came.

He lifted his body softly, and tried to get out of bed with his arms propped up, but his legs and feet couldn't be controlled, and he was shaking violently.

Then, he heard the sound of the door opening.

For a moment, he held his breath in shock.

In the darkness, Nan Jiu only glimpsed a tall and straight figure, walking towards him slowly with strong steps.He couldn't see clearly, so he had to widen his eyes, stretch his neck, and challenge the strength of his sight.

The man was approaching, walked to the front table and was quiet for a while, then made a few movements, and suddenly a faint yellow candle light halo lit up the whole room.

Not to mention, Nan Jiu is a little short-sighted.So he actually couldn't see what he looked like, but just caught his eyes for a moment, Nan Jiu let out a "puchi" laugh, and felt that something was wrong, so he suppressed the laughter and shook his shoulders slightly.The subordinates pinched themselves, but they still couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Mo Zhichen, who was holding a candle over there, looked at Nan Jiu on the edge of the bed indifferently, his posture was twisted and strange, his clothes were disheveled, one leg was curled up on the bed, but the other was off the edge of the bed, and the whole person couldn't help laughing out loud, really It's like laughing out of tears.

On Mo Zhichen's plain expression, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

During the day, Jian Ge, who has been active recently in the suburbs of Chang'an, suddenly came swaggeringly, and told him with a charming smile that he had caught another appetizer for him, and whispered that it was a tender meat that had just come down the mountain. wolf, washed and placed in his chamber.

At that time, Mo Zhichen had a bad feeling.

Although Mo Zhichen has said more than once that he has no intention of getting married, this does not mean that he has the idea of ​​accepting a few male favourites.

How can I say that Jian Ge's knowledge is too short, a pair of really good-looking Danfeng eyes are only staring at his isolated senior brother in vain, but his senior brother believes that he has enmity with Jian Ge, so he just avoids seeing him.The bad thing is that now Jian Ge feels that instead of not being able to get it, it is better to play more wildly, and must not waste this good time in vain, and then give away a lot of money to him.

Jian Ge himself said that he loves the world, but in fact, he was looking for that one from all corners of the world. Except for the long-haired black coat, no one has ever touched his hand.

Mo Zhichen looked up again, the man couldn't help laughing, and leaned there, making a sound.This is not a wolf that came down from the mountain, not only has no wolf nature at all, it is clearly a little pug from the next village.

But it's interesting, usually those who are sent are either dead or on the way to death.Those who didn't die have now roughly become a poisonous corpse wandering in the wilderness.

Right now, this person is not only alive, but also fearless, and even dares to point at him and smile, the whole body trembles when he laughs.

Mo Zhichen's eyes sank, and he walked slowly towards Nanjiu. When he was two steps away, the man finally didn't dare to smile, and looked at him with open eyes.Mo Zhichen bent down coldly, blocking most of his light.

The person in front of him trembled in shock, suddenly raised his arm to cover most of his face, and shouted: "Hero, spare your life!"

A hand passed over him, and he placed the candlestick firmly on the low table behind him, and with a slight smile, he asked, "What were you laughing at just now? If it's done, I'll spare you."

Hearing the sound, Nan Jiu was taken aback, and slightly withdrew the hand covering his face. Mo Zhichen's face was magnified and placed in front of his eyes, and he could see it very clearly.He has a pair of light brown eyes, a high nose bridge, and a deliberate smile on his cold face, not even a slight mole on the tip of his eyebrows escaped from his eyes.

He had seen the real Mo Zhichen, although it was only a photo.

Ah, this person in front of me really looks like Mo Zhichen, even his voice is like that.Some lazy, cold voice.

He was really dumbfounded, and almost touched it with his finger, until it touched the edge of the ear, and he was shocked by Mo Zhichen's pupils, which were dilated by another inch.

"Black-bone chicken..." Suddenly, he said.

"what?"

Nan Jiu mustered up her courage, and said it again loudly, completely and loudly without fear of death: "I think you look like a white-footed silkie!"

After reacting, Mo Zhichen realized that this guy was talking about the reason why he couldn't stop laughing just now.

White-footed silky chicken?

good very good.It's well described, and it's good to laugh.At that moment, it should be good not to be afraid of death.

Mo Zhichen leaned on the edge of the bed with his knees, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "Do you know what you are here for?"

Nan Jiu was taken aback, his head felt hot for some reason, and he replied in knots, "Servant, servant?"

I really don't know if this person is careless or courageous, but it's very interesting to tease.So he smiled softly, narrowed his slender eyes slightly, lifted his chin and whispered, "Then come."

Mo Zhichen's hand touched the protruding Adam's apple on his neck from the tip of his chin, seemingly not touching the ground, and he touched the protruding Adam's apple on his neck, provoking him with interest.His fingers were slightly cold, and those who scratched them felt itchy.Leaning close to Nan Jiu's side face, he exhaled rhythmically beside his ear, and the tip of Bing Bing's nose rubbed against his ear, like being licked by a cat.

Thinking about how Nanjiu had been an upright young man for 20 years, how could he ever receive such teasing.And the provocative person, with Mo Zhichen's face and Mo Zhichen's voice, made him half-hearted with one voice control.

So Nan Jiu swallowed weakly, then weakly raised his hand to touch Mo Zhichen's shoulder, pointed at his leg, and tremblingly said something that was enough to make Mo Zhichen wilt.

"That... can you let me go? You crushed my leg..."

Beat Mo Zhichen's affectionate feelings so easily, into a bowl of well-cooked egg drop soup.

And Nan Jiu blinked her innocent eyes, and insisted on throwing some chopped green onions in, "Can you rub it for me? I can't move..."

Mo Zhichen didn't know what was going on in his heart, so he hugged him onto the bed by accident, straightened him up, sat on the edge of the bed, massaged lightly and heavily, and his calf felt firm under his fingers.Looking sideways at the man leaning comfortably on the cushion, he let out a few comfortable sighs from time to time.

After pressing for a while, the muscles under his hands twitched, and he broke free suddenly.

Mo Zhichen looked up, Nan Jiu hugged his knees, curled up into a ball, staring at him with a pair of bright eyes, with a bit of anger in his expression.

Before Mo Zhichen could speak, Nan Jiu suddenly picked up the teacup on the small table next to him and threw it straight at his forehead.The quickness of the face change and the quickness of the movement, Rao Mo Zhichen saw the direction clearly, and moved his profile slightly to the left, the white porcelain teacup still brushed against the corner of his eye, leaving a bloody red mark .

Raising his hand to wipe away the bloodstain that slipped into the corner of his eye, Nan Jiu yelled, "Mo Zhichen, you bastard!"

Mo Zhichen was really startled, the blood on his hand seeped into his fingers.Turning to raise his eyebrows, he seemed a bit ruthless.

Nan Jiu didn't change his color, and also raised his eyebrows and eyes, acting like I'm not afraid of you: "Don't think that I'm afraid of you if you stare at me! Mo Zhichen, you are a weak soul! Whenever I meet you, nothing good will happen! Before That's right, it's also now..." At the end, the voice gradually lowered until there was only a weak ending.

Mo Zhichen was not annoyed, he moved forward, his hand quietly climbed onto his wrist, clenched it tightly, approached him, and said with a smile: "Before?"

Nan Jiu gasped and said, "Every time you start a group, you help outsiders to bully me! Bring two teams of local tyrant Tiance, two teams! You are so capable, just steal the equipment, just give it back I’m left with a T outfit, force me! I can only be a T with you, right! Let me tell you, with my skills, which group can look down on me as a god T? But! You still withhold my wages! I want to leave, but I have no money! You are a fool, you are a mysterious crystal every time you make a move, return the money you owe me..."

"Also! The girl who joined the gang last time, don't think I don't know, kick her out! It's rare for me to pick up a girl who is interested in me. Can you not be a bad person and do good things!"

"Oh yes, and..."

He rambled on and on, almost wanting to recount all the bad things about that Mo Zhichen, and he had to take out every item and shake it off, and then counted it all over again.

Mo Zhichen listened without saying a word, listening to him sometimes in high spirits, sometimes gnashing his teeth, and sometimes meditating on memories, just like a rabbit that hopped and blew its fur.But Mo Zhichen couldn't understand, what T, what mysterious crystal, what copy, as if he came from another world, talking about things he didn't know.

But only one thing can be heard, that is, I seem to owe him a lot... money.What's more, Mo Zhichen didn't have any impression and couldn't understand what he listed.

Nan Jiu kept complaining about Luo Mo Zhichen, but she didn't dare to look up at him.

Mo Zhichen smiled, and the scolded person was sitting in front of him. The scolded person didn't dare to point at others' noses and scolded him, timidly, his voice was sometimes high and sometimes low, and only occasionally peeked timidly.

With a force on his wrist, Nan Jiu didn't hold back, and leaned forward.

A warm, quickly pressed a kiss on the corner of Nan Jiu's mouth. Seeing his suddenly enlarged eyes and stiff neck, he didn't dare to move, so he became more presumptuous. The kiss moved slowly along the corner of his mouth, covering his lips. Petals, biting slowly.His lips are a little moist, and they have not been weather-beaten or war-torn vicissitudes. At this moment, due to fright, they are slightly parted.

Nan Jiu couldn't turn her eyes anymore, she stared straight at the opposite wall.

But there were nine twists and eighteen turns in my head, and I kept turning, all my thoughts collided together, booming.

This, this, this, what is this situation!A normal person would give him a charming kiss instead of punching him when he was scolded bloody?Moreover, this person is also a legendary monster.

Nanjiu was shocked. Could it be, could it be that this person is...M?

Could it be that because of this habit, Mo Zhichen came up with a curvy way to save the country, doing all kinds of bad things, being chased and killed, and enjoying the fun of being abused?

Nan Jiu's head was spinning around and around, not idle for a moment, but Mo Zhichen couldn't spy it out, and the people in front of him had already included him in the list of perverts.

All he could see was that the little general had turned into a stone that couldn't breathe.

Mo Zhichen narrowed his eyes and smiled, without any further movement, stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it, and then reluctantly let him go.

Rubbing his scolded red lips with his hand, he whispered with a smile: "Little general, stop scolding?"

Nan Jiu moved his eyes firmly, and looked at him in panic: "You, you..."

"You" didn't come out for a long time, Mo Zhichen said playfully: "I saw the little general scolding you for too long, and I was worried that you were thirsty, so I had to moisten the little general's lips first."

Mo Zhichen shook his hand again, and said with a smile, "The little general scolded me before, I have no memory. How about the little general tell me about my mistakes now?"

Nanjiu's brain is still in a state of shutdown, and he doesn't know how to speak.In a flash, he brought out the official line that Zhu Jianqiu told him, and said bluntly: "You have committed crimes, plundered the people's anointment, murdered and set fire, and committed all kinds of evil. It is really heinous..."

Mo Zhichen gently stroked the back of Nan Jiu's hand. Although the knuckles were slender, the palm was smaller than that of ordinary men, and it was quite sensual, without the calluses of holding a gun all year round.

"The little general has seen all this with his own eyes?"

Nan Jiuyi was at a loss for words, "..."

Mo Zhichen said, "Since I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I can't count it. Did the little general have relatives and friends killed by Momou? Or was his sweetheart ruined by Momou's subordinates?"

Nan Jiu shook his head again and again.

Mo Zhichen moved closer, and said with a smile, "Since there is none, how did Mo offend the little general? Mo is stupid, why don't you tell me clearly.

He hesitated to speak clearly, and said in a stale manner, "I...you...you are going to die..."

Mo Zhichen's heart changed, and he smiled, "Is the little general going to kill me?"