In this battle, Chuzhou City suffered huge losses, no more than other cities. The Ming Dynasty's tens of thousands of troops and horses must be very busy. The Dark Night Thorns in Chuzhou City must take action as soon as possible. Xu Ziwen, who is in charge of Xia Kingdom's Dark Night Thorns, naturally also has
There are many things to be busy with.
And, more importantly, now, she just wants to drink a few glasses of wine quietly with him.
Xu Ziwen bowed and walked away. Mo Li picked up the two wine glasses on the table, wiped them clean with a handkerchief, then filled the two wine glasses with his own hands, but only brought one of them to him, and picked up the other one himself.
She touched the cup to him gently and said, "I know you have worked hard. I owe you those three glasses of wine first. After drinking this one, you can adjust your breath well and I will protect you!"
So what about god-level experts? God-level experts are also human beings. No matter how powerful they are, they will still get tired.
Raise your hand to hold a vast ocean, wave your hand to turn a heavy rain, fight dragons and turtles, defeat ten thousand swords...
All this sounds light, but it is definitely a huge loss to Mingyue. Even if he didn't say it, how could she not know?!
Mingyue brought the cup to her lips and wanted to speak.
"Drink!" She interrupted him domineeringly, "Be good!"
Mingyue chuckled, drank the wine obediently, then stood up, sat cross-legged on the stone railing beside the pavilion, closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.
Lifting the jug and wanting to pour the wine, before the wine could spill out, Mo Li stopped again, walked to his side softly, sat down not far from him, lazily leaned against the stone pillar, and looked at him
She looked sideways for a moment, then withdrew her gaze and looked at her right hand.
Her hands were not much different from before she traveled through time. They also had slender knuckles and smooth joints.
Before time travel, my brother often said that it was a pity that her hands were used to hold guns instead of playing the piano.
At that time, she always smiled nonchalantly and said that she wanted to become the most powerful woman in the world.
Because she often holds guns and knives, she always has some thin calluses on her hands.
Now, this hand is no exception, but the location of the calluses is a little different from before.
He said her hands shouldn't be used to hold a knife, so what would they be used for?!
Pick flowers and make tea?!
It seems good if he is there!
Feeling this thought, Li Moli couldn't help but laugh. The things he hated before time travel seemed to be no longer so disgusting now that he thought about it. Could it be that this is the so-called power of love?!
"What are you laughing at?!" Mingyue said softly, and her dark eyes turned to her face intently at some point.
"Thinking of some old stories about old people!" Mo Li raised his face to meet his gaze and said with a smile, "You are not the only one who has stories!"
"I can see it!" Mingyue said seriously, "So, when are you going to tell me your story?!"
"When I want to talk!" Li Li raised his palm and caressed his slightly pale face, "I was really scared to death by you just now!"
Mingyue raised her hand to cover her little hand, "You have been practicing the carbine for ten days. Didn't you think that I am more familiar with it than you are?"
"It's one thing to know, but it's another thing to be worried. I think I was so free and carefree back then!" Li Li sighed softly, "It's a pity that I met you!"
Mingyue tilted her neck to reveal the unscarred side, "Otherwise, I'll let you take another bite to satisfy your hatred!"
Li Qiye pulled his hand back and gave him a pair of eyes, "Toothache!"
He laughed and hugged her, "Are you feeling distressed?!"
She didn't struggle, just leaned on his shoulder quietly, "Remember, even if you die, you will die after me!"