[69 Book Bar-www.] So I started to get the next round. Mo Qingwu could easily win him in the first few games. After playing a few more games, it would not be so easy to win him. The next round often takes a long time.
It is difficult to decide the outcome. Later, she lost more than she won. Why is this man so smart? Mo Qingwu pouted. When he won her game again, she pushed the chess piece in dismay and said, "It's a pity."
: "If you don't come, if you don't come, the prince won't let you let you."
He looked up at her, his expression was lazy, but a smile appeared in his eyes, his body lazily melted back, and he smiled, "Come here."
Mo Qingwu was stunned for a moment, stood up subconsciously, walked to him and sat down. He pulled her into his arms. Before she could react, she had already pulled off her hair tied, and Mo Qingwu exhaled gently
He had already reached her hair, and he took a bunch of them under his nose, sniffed them, and praised, "It smells so good!"
Mo Qingwu leaned in his arms and didn't dare to move. She was the one he had already entrusted. It was natural for him to do anything to her, including asking her to have her body. Mo Qingwu raised her face and said with a forced smile: "
Prince, is Carmen singing a song for you?"
"I said I don't want to listen to music today." He said lightly, his nose still sniffing on her hair. If Mo Qingwu continues to contact her for a long time, he will always recognize her, so he is a little anxious.
Could it be that I am already moved now?
"Then, how about Carmen tell you a story?" Mo Qingwu used another move.
"Story?" Feng Qianjue still refused to let go of her and let her lean in his arms. He seemed to be very interested in her hair, and while holding it and playing with it, he responded casually.
"Don't the prince don't want to hear it?" The longer you stay in his arms, the more unsafe it is, right? Mo Qingwu quickly asked him to agree.
"You are so interested, let's talk about it." Feng Qianjue still didn't let her go. Mo Qingwu didn't dare to struggle, so he had to lean in his arms, and a story appeared in his head, "One Thousand and One"
The most famous one in Night" started talking endlessly:
"A long time ago, there was a Persian country in a distant place. Two brothers lived in the city. The elder brother was named Gosimu and the younger brother was named Alibaba. After his father passed away, they each had a limited amount of property and separated their own families.
, each made a living. Soon the money was spent, and life became increasingly difficult. In order to solve the problem of food and clothing and living, the two brothers had to run around day and night, endure hardships. Later, Geximu was lucky enough to marry the daughter of a wealthy businessman.
, He continued
After taking over the property of his father-in-law, he began to embark on the road of doing business. Due to the booming business and rapid development, Geximu quickly became a well-known wealthy businessman. Alibaba married the daughter of a poor family and the couple lived in the family.
Living in poverty. All the property has only three donkeys except for a broken house. Alibaba makes a living by selling firewood. Every day, he drives donkeys to the jungle to chop firewood and then carries them to the market to sell them to maintain his life
.One day…”
He played with her hair, his expression was unpredictable. After his intimidating eyes were restrained, his eyes became as clear as spring water. Mo Qingwu didn't know whether he had listened to it. With a nervous mind, the stories he told were messed up:
"The robber leader shouted at the cave, "Sesame, open the door!"...,uh...,Alibaba...,uh..."
He looks so pretty, even more handsome than three years ago. Mo Qingwu looked at him with a gaze, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
He smiled, not knowing whether it was ridiculous or happy, Mo Qingwu's face suddenly burned hot. With a "moan", he buried his face in his arms and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, you make fun of me."
"You girl, sometimes you are so terrible, sometimes you are so confused..." He sighed, stroked Mo Qingwu's hair, and didn't know what to do behind her head. Then, she felt that
It was time for him to leave something gently and reach his own hair.
Mo Qingwu touched the hair curiously, and her hands froze. The hair hanging behind her head was tied up by him for some unknown use. Then he touched it upwards, touching something as hard as she touched it. She gently stroked it.
The shape of the thing was shocked, and his hands were stopped as if he had been imposed on a fixed technique. The thing turned out to be..., it turned out to be a hairpin!
Feng Zhisu was stunned when she saw her and chuckled, "What's wrong?"
"Your Majesty is this..." Mo Qingwu looked at his clear gaze, feeling numb. Is it him? This person touched the softest part of his heart so easily, and he felt lazy for a moment
The smile was so pleasing and so heart-wrenching that Mo Qingwu looked at his handsome face and couldn't help but become obsessed with it.
"Don't just put on your hair," he said lightly, hugging the hair on her ear, Mo Qingwu's face suddenly became hot.
It turned out that this hairpin was something he had been carving just now. When Mo Qingwu thought of his serious and focused expression when carving, there was a hint of sweetness in his heart, which slowly poured out and wrapped her tightly.
At that moment, Mo Qingwu almost forgot everything, forgot Hong Hydrogen, forgot the hatred before, forgot that she was in danger, forgot that she came to this world, and forgot that she had been cautious in surviving...
Compared with the sweetness of the moment, all these sufferings seem to become insignificant. It turns out that what has been lurking in my heart has always been such a small wish. As long as I can live happily in the world and meet a love.
The person who is safe and sound to him for the rest of his life.
It is said that a woman's heart is a needle under the sea, which is elusive, but in fact she is only half right. When a woman falls in love with a man, her whole heart is circling around the man she loves, and every word and action is easy to understand.
Has she fallen in love with him? How could love come so easily?
Maybe it was because she was too quiet, maybe it was because her expression was too soft, maybe it was because the tenderness in her eyes that was willing to turn into water was too strong, maybe the performance in front of her was something that Feng Qianjue had never seen before
On the one hand, how many times can a person like her express in her life? He looked at her with thoughtful expression, his eyes gradually deepened. He leaned down and his face slowly pressed down.
Mo Qingwu thought he was going to kiss him, but he only touched her nose with his nose, wiped it gently twice, looked at her, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and rubbed her nose intimately.
.
How could she withstand such gentle teasing when she was about to die?
Mo Qingwu moaned, as if he was inviting him to further invade and occupy. He chuckled, his lips slowly pressed down, and gently touched her lips. Her body couldn't help but tremble. His lips were so good.
It was cold, he felt her trembling and his lips left slightly.