775. Chapter 775 Young Master Long proposes again! 1
Mo Jiu cursed himself secretly, "I'm telling you to be mean, I'm going to tell you to be mean!"
I thought that I would be greeted by a violent storm, or that I would have to break up with Long Qingtian on bad terms again, but I didn't expect that the man's face would gradually improve after becoming gloomy for a while.
Mo didn't speak for a long time, but after a while, Long Qingtian spoke instead: "What do you want to eat?"
"Ah?" Mo Jiu, who was waiting for him to question him about Les's whereabouts, didn't react for a moment when he heard this.
"What do you want to eat?" The sinister man with facial paralysis actually kindly repeated his own words.
Mo Jiu shrank his shoulders. Why did she have a feeling that the man in front of her was terrifying?
In fact, she would rather Long Qingtian roar at her than see him suppress his emotions and do this to her.
Moji didn't answer for a long time.
As if Long Qingtian understood her thoughts, he spoke again after a while: "Xiaojiu, let's... be together. I will promise not to ask any questions that I shouldn't ask."
There was a strong sense of exhaustion in his voice, but through that exhaustion, one could hear his nervousness and expectation.
Mo Jiu's heart suddenly softened.
Over the past five years, I thought that the man's friendship with me would slowly fade away, but after I came back, I discovered that the relationship between them was like wine, the longer it went, the mellower it became.
Taking a deep breath and suppressing the emotion in his chest, Mo Jiu said, "What can't you ask?"
"I don't ask where Les is, what happened back then, and who...the father of the child is." The man who used to be silent now answered every question she had patiently.
This kind of cautiousness to please made Mo Jiu even more sad.
I think of people like Long Qingtian, who were once domineering and arrogant, but when facing themselves, they were pushed down again and again!
Mo Jiu tilted his head and looked at the man sideways, "Well, what you mean is... I will be your mistress?"
Mo Jiu pinched his chin and looked Long Qingtian up and down, "You have a good status and a better figure. It's not a bad idea to be your mistress. It's a physiological need and it's understandable. Hey, brother, I have an irrelevant question.
How many women have you found in the past five years?"
He obviously cares to death, but he insists that these are irrelevant words.
When the man saw the awkward Mojiu, his gloomy mood finally improved slowly.
The man suddenly spoke: "Xiao Jiu, I discovered that I have a disease."
"Ah?" Mo Jiu became nervous, "What's the disease?"
Looking up, he saw the man's face was slightly red.
Thinking of the topic he just mentioned, Mo Jiu looked Long Qingtian up and down again. Could it be that...
"Are you going to die?" Mo Jiu's eyes were fixed on the man.
Long Qingtian's face suddenly darkened.
Mo Jiu was still nagging: "Oh, I told you five years ago that indulgence in lust would be harmful to your body, and you would die sooner or later, but I didn't trust you five years ago.
I……"
Mo Jiu was still chattering, and the man finally couldn't help but shouted in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? Have you forgotten the past few days?"
How many days ago?
Forehead……
Well, the day we first met, the man was still as fierce as ever!
Knowing that there was no problem in that area, Mo Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and gently exhaled, "Then why are you so serious? Tell me, what disease do you have?"
Long Qingtian was dumbfounded by Mo Jiu's crooked theory, but the pressure in his heart felt a little lighter without realizing it.
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