Perhaps he was bewitched by Su Huanhuan's persistence and determination, and Mo Jia actually stayed in the castle. Although he knew that this would have to pay a heavy price, but for even a slim hope, he wanted to
Give it a try.
Zhong Kun revealed Mo Jia's secret. Although the laboratory was sealed for a week as a warning, he was happy and willing to do so. He believed that they had all come to this point, and there must be a turning point. If the eldest young master is like that
If he buries himself under the iceberg, he will blame himself for the rest of his life!
When Mojia still had some sense to control herself, Huanhuan hurriedly went to Mizhou and Linglong to discuss the matter.
In the open space outside the castle, Mizhou was dressed in darkness. He stood under the tall tree, leaning on the tree pole, and did not speak for a long time. However, Linglong spoke in disapproval, "Since he will threaten you, you must separate immediately.
That's right!" Based on the mythical beast's duty to protect its master, it will always put Huanhuan's safety first.
Shui Qingqing sat on the stone next to her and frowned, "The witch has warned you in her dream, so this matter will definitely not be that simple? To be honest, Huanhuan, you really did it this time
It's very risky, he is different from evil beasts, this is a time bomb you keep around you!"
Huanhuan smiled calmly, "Qingqing, what if it's Mi Tian? Will you leave?"
"Of course not!" Shui Qingqing categorically denied without thinking, then clenched her fists and said firmly, "No matter what he becomes, he is my god, and I will not abandon him.
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Huanhuan smiled even deeper, "So, you should understand my approach."
Shui Qingqing sighed, "I understand, but that doesn't mean I can just watch you in danger!"
Chi Feng flew over and couldn't help but defend Mo Jia, "Mo Jia will not hurt Huan Huan, I believe him!"
Linglong glared at it, "What if Huanhuan is injured? Will you be responsible?"
Chi Feng lowered his little head, intertwined his little paws, and said awkwardly, "But, I believe that Mo Jia just can't do it~"
Knowing that everyone is doing it for their own good, Huanhuan smiled and said, "This time, none of us will give up on each other! In this world, it is not easy to find someone who has the same mind and cares about each other more than his own life! He can
If you make such a decision for me, I can also sacrifice for him!"
Mizhou, who was motionless at first, slowly raised his eyes, his eyes fell on Huanhuan, and his eyes flickered.
"What if he is just the embodiment of revenge?"
His sudden voice caused the surroundings to become quiet.
Huanhuan looked at him, eyes half-squinted, and the smile on her lips was a little stiff, "Mizhou, what do you mean by this?"
"The person you see now may not really exist." Mizhou said these words, and the dark figure disappeared into the shadow cast by the thick tree trunk.
Huanhuan was stunned, chewing on his words over and over again, but couldn't understand what he meant.
Shui Qingqing snorted and said disdainfully, "He is really a weird guy. He always likes to say some obscure things. Isn't it just to show his mystery!" She likes to go against Mizhou and turns to Huanhuan.
He encouraged, "Don't listen to him, Huanhuan, I support you! Even if Mojia really changes, there are so many of us, what else can he do to you?"
Huanhuan smiled reluctantly, "Yes, I know."
What Mizhou just said, like a virus, began to take root in her heart, and she didn't know when it would break through.
Mojia was afraid of hurting Huanhuan, so he took the initiative to move to the guest room. Sister Zhong thought it was a quarrel between the young couple, so she persuaded him all afternoon, but Mojia didn't care about Sister Zhong, so she had to summon Zhong Kun and let him handle it.
It wasn't until she saw Mo Jia's changed silver hair and red eyes that Sister Zhong understood the whole thing. After all, she had been in the Mo family for twenty years and knew everything about Mo Jia.
I didn't expect him to change so quickly.
When she learned from Zhong Kun that Mo Jia once wanted to give up on her, her expression was always complicated.
Everything is developing in the direction expected by the old man. The power in Mojia's body has finally awakened, and the rescue of the family is just around the corner. But her heart is aching. She is not sure, does she really want to sacrifice the eldest young master for the sake of the Mo family?
?What’s even more sad is that right now, it’s too late to stop it...
At night, the gates in the castle were closed, and Muchuan and Mushan strengthened their security inside and outside to prevent the boss's image from being exposed.
At this moment, Mojia had long silver hair, fair cheeks, red lips, slightly raised lip corners, and a pair of red eyes, gleaming, with a layer of light mist that made it impossible to guess.
The strangeness emanating from the bones makes no one dare to approach easily.
At the dinner table, unlike usual, the atmosphere was very quiet.
Mu Chuan, who usually talked the most, kept eating with his head down. Under the high pressure, a layer of fine sweat broke out on his forehead. Mu Shan did not show much pressure, and his face was still an ice sculpture that had not changed for thousands of years. Zhong Kun ate in an orderly manner.
, he has long been used to being surprised by the eldest young master's behavior.
Mojia's movements are very graceful. No matter he is black-haired or silver-haired, his innate noble demeanor is unparalleled. Huanhuan is sitting next to him, not in a good state of mind. Because of her pregnancy, she is starting to feel a little nervous.
The phenomenon of picky eating. I am not interested in fish, meat and eggs at all. I only ate some vegetables and drank a few mouthfuls of soup, and then I refused to use chopsticks anymore.
Glancing at her, Mojia put the bowl down and put it down.
In an instant, everyone stopped moving and stared directly at him. Only Chifeng, who was sitting across the long table, did not notice anything unusual and continued to attack the cake that Sister Zhong had specially baked for him.
"Why do you eat so little?" He glanced at Huanhuan next to him.
Huanhuan shook her head, "I have no appetite."
"Even if you don't have an appetite, you should eat more." Mojia said, and she couldn't refuse and took another piece of fish, picked off the spines, and put it in her bowl. Huanhuan saw that he picked it so carefully, which was very honorable.
Eat the fish.
"Here, eat this too."
"No, no, I'm really full."
Mojia ignored her protest and piled her bowl high, "My son has the final say whether you are full or not."
"How do you know it will be a son? Maybe it will be a daughter!"
"It's a son." Mojia said nonchalantly, "Huo Kui abducted my daughter. Of course I want to give birth to a son so that I can abduct his daughter in the future."
Huanhuan burst into laughter, "Weaver Star only has a son, okay? Where did the daughter come from?"
Mo Jia's red eyes swept across her, one part charming, one part cold, three parts enchanting, and he said meaningfully, "That guy won't be idle."
"..."
Seeing Mo Jia and Huan Huan getting along freely as if nothing had happened, everyone couldn't help but relax their nerves. They spoke when they needed to speak and made arguments when they needed to. The atmosphere suddenly became lively again. But they all felt tense in their hearts.
Xian, always be on guard against the two of them, lest this be a sign of the coming storm, and the next moment there will be flying sand and rocks, destroying the world.
The picture is really weird.
At night, Huanhuan lay alone on the big bed between them, tossing and turning, but still couldn't fall asleep. When she touched the side with her hand, it was cold and no longer warm. She frowned, and turned to the other side irritably, imagining
He slept behind him to comfort and hypnotize himself.
Just then, the door actually opened.
She was startled and quickly sat up. When she saw the person outside the door, she was stunned, "Mojia, you..."
Mojia was dressed in black, black trousers, and a black V-neck sweater. He had silver hair, which was particularly eye-catching. He leaned against the door, raised his lips, and looked half-smiling, a bit playful, but more of a stranger.
Such Mojia was also indifferent, but as evil as a demon who seduces angels into committing crimes. Being stared at by his red eyes, Huanhuan actually felt her face turn red and her heartbeat beat.
"Can't sleep?" he said, his voice still clear.
Looking at him, Huanhuan nodded honestly, "Yeah."
He walked in, and his long silver hair flickered occasionally as he walked. When he came to the bedside, he looked at her condescendingly, "Are you thinking of me?"
His explicit question made Huanhuan's cheeks redder, and her first reaction was to refuse to admit it, "How could it be?"
The curvature of Mojia's lips widened, and then she sat down and stretched out her hands to touch her delicate and fair skin. She wore gloves made of special material to isolate herself from the high temperature and prevent any harm to her.
Maybe it was her illusion, but she always felt that there was something different about Mojia with silver hair and red eyes.
When he was in a trance, he stretched out his long arms and said, "Come here, I will hold you to sleep."
"I'm not a child!" Huanhuan muttered, but still leaned into his arms gently. Mojia leaned on the bedside, looking at her with his lowered eyes, "Are you afraid of me?"
Huanhuan shook her head, pressed her cheek against his chest, and listened to his heartbeat, "What's there to be afraid of? It's just that you've transformed from Young Master Mo back to Lord Sesshomaru, isn't it all you?"
He lifted her chin and touched her red lips with his fingertips through the hard leather gloves, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you keep me?"
Huanhuan slapped his hand away and curled her lips, "Please, my ears are almost calloused."
He curled his lips, and a hint of charm slowly overflowed, "Sooner or later, you will regret it."
"Are you too confident? How do you know you can kill me?" Huanhuan imitated him and stretched out her slender fingers to lift his chin, "Maybe I will kill you~"
Several people outside the door were frightened and swallowed their saliva at the same time.
Shui Qingqing lowered her voice, "How can this be a time bomb? There are obviously two of them!"
Mu Chuan, who was pinned down by her, whispered, "I thought the boss was scary at first, but now it seems that the sister-in-law is even scarier!" After saying that, he shuddered.
Although Mushan next to him did not speak, it was not difficult to tell from his expression that he had exactly the same idea as Mu Chuan.
Zhong Kun frowned, "Let's get down to business, who will be guarding here tonight?"
Shui Qingqing blushed and said, "I don't want it!" If the couple wanted to have some private exercises on the bed, she would be so embarrassed.
Zhong Kun thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's vote."
Before Mu Chuan could react, three fingers pointed at him, "Hey, you guys..."
Zhong Kun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mu Chuan, you will be the one keeping watch tonight. You have a heavy responsibility and you are not allowed to sleep in secret!"