Wang Ye is a Demon

"Bi Xin means..." Gu Yining said while making a gesture of love, "Love you!"

"What about the baby?" Mo Jianchen raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Yining with interest.

"It's a kind of address~" Gu Yining retracted the little hand that had just made the heart-to-heart gesture, "I like you to call you that."

"Where did you learn it?" A trace of doubt crossed Mo Jianchen's eyes.

"Isn't this what everyone is talking about? Still need to learn?" Gu Yining asked incredulously, everyone was talking about this stuff every day, and she didn't know where she heard these words.

Mo Jianchen frowned slightly and said that he would speak truth after drinking, but he could not understand many of her truths. Or, take this opportunity to ask who she really is: "Gu Yining, who are you on earth?"

"Me?" Gu Yining stretched out her little finger and pointed at herself, frowning her eyebrows like a willow, as if she had explained this question to Mo Jianchen thousands of times, "Don't you say it all! I am me, color Different fireworks."

Mo Jianchen sat next to her and looked at Gu Yining in front of him with a scrutiny. She was indeed a strange woman: "Then where do you come from?"

"Where did I come from?" Gu Yining thought for a while, "I won't tell you where I came from. What if you treat me as a demon and burn me?"

"This king will not burn you," Mo Jianchen looked at Gu Yining in front of him seriously, even if she admitted that she was a demon, he would not feel the slightest weird, "Tell this king, where did you come from?"

"You have a lot of questions...!" Gu Yining pouted like a child, "You have asked me so many, so I will ask you instead!"

Mo Jianchen was stunned for a moment. If she refuses at this time, she will definitely be upset: "Okay."

"Why don't you show me a dance?" Gu Yining leaned over to Mo Jianchen, her little hand shook Mo Jianchen's big hand sincerely like an old cadre.

Mo Jianchen was stunned that he didn't react to Gu Yining's play. The big hand did not hesitate to pull out of her small hand: "Not good."

"Then can you tell me why the moon hasn't come to me yet?" Gu Yining asked nonchalantly. Usually the moon would appear in her house at this time, but it hasn't come yet.

"Moon?" Mo Jianchen repeated those two words softly again, his expression seemed to be full of doubts.

"That's right! That's the super nice cat!" Gu Yining said, her face couldn't help but raised a nice smile. When she thought of the lovely appearance of the moon, she felt that her heart was about to melt.

"Eight Wangfu has never had a cat." Mo Jian Chen said righteously.

"Nonsense! Obviously!" Gu Yining retorted without hesitation.

"I still remember, there is a mark on its paw!" Gu Yining thought back earnestly, and as he said, he took Mo Jianchen's left hand and unceremoniously lifted Mo Jianchen's sleeves, the inside of his wrists , Is the mark of the moon, Gu Yining ecstatically pointed to the mark of the moon, "This is it! This is the moon!"

Mo Jianchen's eyes tightened, as if Gu Yining hadn't found something she shouldn't have discovered, and sensitively shrank his hand, but didn't want to break the hip flask on the table to the ground.

Gu Yining, who was drunk, was particularly easily distracted. As soon as she heard the sound of the jug breaking, she again focused on the pieces on the ground.

"The flask is broken..." Gu Yining squatted down subconsciously, lowering his head to pick up the pieces.

But these can tolerate her blindly? He was drunk, and the fragments on the ground could easily cut his skin and flesh. Mo Jianchen immediately squatted down and raised his sleeves slightly: "Let this king come."

"No." Gu Yining, holding the fragments, shrank his hand abruptly, but accidentally drew it to Mo Jianchen.

The sharp object cut across the flesh, and the bright red blood slowly seeped out along the opening, and the tearing pain made Mo Jianchen inhaled.

auzw.com Seeing that she had scratched Mo Jianchen, Gu Yining put down the fragments in a panic. Looking at the wounds on Mo Jianchen's hands, she messed up her hands and feet for a while, revealing a reddish face. At a loss: "Scratched...what to do...!"

"It's okay," Mo Jianchen's handsome face returned to calm, calmly put the fragments away, got up, looked at Gu Yining in front of him, "It's getting late, rest early."

...

When Gu Yining woke up, it was already early in the morning. The faint pain in her head drove her sleepiness away. She rubbed her head, and after changing her clothes, she sat obediently in front of the dressing table and let her He takes care of his hair.

Her memory became obscured as if she was covered with a layer of tulle, vaguely remembering that she was drunk yesterday, and then Mo Jianchen came to her room...

Suddenly, a moon mark rushed into her mind-there was a moon mark on Mo Jianchen's hand! It's exactly the same as that cat's mark!

As soon as Huan'er took care of Gu Yining's hair, Gu Yining rushed out of Zhiyuan Pavilion and went straight to Mingxianzhai-she wanted to confirm whether Mo Jianchen really had the mark of the moon on her hand, she wanted to know him and that one What does cat have to do?

As soon as I walked into Mingxianzhai, I saw Mo Jianchen sitting there, watching something quietly. Hearing the movement, Mo Jianchen raised his eyes, and a trace of doubt passed through his deep eyes: "What are you doing here with this king?"

Gu Yining did not respond, but walked straight to Mo Jianchen's side, and then knelt down beside him. The little hand grabbed his right hand without any hesitation and opened his sleeves neatly. The action was almost done in one go.

The wrist was clean and completely without any marks.

Gu Yining immediately grabbed another hand and opened his sleeves neatly, only to see a clean muslin cloth neatly wrapped around his wrist.

he got hurt?

Gu Yining held Mo Jianchen's hand and looked at the piece of fine cloth in a daze.

"My king sees that you are getting bolder and bolder." Mo Jianchen finally couldn't help but let out a sound. He frowned slightly, looking at Gu Yining displeased. From childhood to adulthood, almost no one dared to rush up directly, raising his sleeves without saying a word.

"This..." Gu Yining looked at Mo Jianchen's wrist, with a slight surprise in her heart. In her opinion, the arrogant Eighth Prince would be injured sometimes?

"Jun Li bandaged this king." Mo Jianchen said indifferently.

"Are you hurt?" Gu Yi stared at Mo Jianchen, with a touch of incredibleness in his clear eyes.

Obviously she scratched him yesterday, and forgot after sleeping all night?

"Making a fuss." Mo Jianchen withdrew his hand, and the cloud sleeve that had just been lifted hung down again. The big, skeletal hand held the booklet on the table again. Today's weather is exceptionally good, and Gu Yining can even watch it. When the dust wafting around Mo Jianchen casually, sunlight poured on him inadvertently, and the clean white robe seemed to be sprinkled with a light golden powder.

Gu Yining looked at his side face that seemed to have been carefully carved, and was fascinated for a while. He vowed to marry a handsome guy. Now it is barely his wish at the time.

"Look at me again and let Bai Ye throw you out." Mo Jianchen slightly opened his red lips.

"Who is looking at you!" Gu Yining looked away in a panic, and deliberately looked away, "Being affectionate."

"Huh?" Mo Jianchen put down the booklet, and his slender fingers gently raised her chin, forcing her to look at his eyes.

Although I can see him every day, Gu Yining only realized at this moment that the man's eyes were so beautiful, and his deep eyes seemed to contain the stars of the universe.

"Boom boom boom——" A knock on the door forced Mo Jianchen to let go of his hand: "Come in."

White night came in.

"His Royal Highness, I heard Concubine Yun's maid said that she was sick and clamoring for you to visit her."