The demon girl smiled: "Well, when people get old, they will be afraid of things and happy things." After saying that, she turned sideways and took Jing Boran's hand: "Let's go."
"Okay." Jing Boran responded dully, like a pet.
Qu Luo did not make things difficult for them.
This was beyond Mo Niang's expectation. When she turned her head, she happened to see Qu Luo's narrow eyes, looking at the hands she and Jing Boran were holding. Such eyes were so cold that they seemed to be able to pierce through.
everything……
After returning to the inn, the demon girl felt uneasy and always felt that something would happen.
The demon girl thought about spending more money and going back to the village.
In fact, if she was alone, there would be nothing to worry about.
Now that Jing Boran is around, it's hard to say anything.
The devil girl knows that person's methods well.
Ever since he was little, he has been extremely precocious.
She still remembered the first time she came to Kwai Shui, and he slept with her.
In the middle of the night, her face turned pale from pain, and she could not fall asleep despite tossing and turning.
In addition, her parents died early, and she only had her grandfather by her side, who never taught her anything about men and women.
She came to Kwai Shui earlier than other women. Not knowing her condition, she thought she had some serious illness. She was shy and uncomfortable. There was no way to describe her feeling.
I could only hide under the covers and didn't know who to talk to.
Probably sensing something strange about her, he rubbed his eyes, curled his tender thin lips, and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"
She didn't speak at that time.
He just looked at her, with a small body and an unhappy look on his face, and reached out to lift her quilt.
Then... those narrow and beautiful eyes widened.
After he discovered it, she stopped hiding it. After she relaxed, she asked him solemnly: "Xiao Douding, do you think I will die like this?"
He only looked at her with a cold look, and then his handsome face turned red.
At that time, he was already ten years old.
Although he was not as tall as she was, he still had the aura he deserved. He said commandingly: "Just lie down and I'll go out."
Then he stood up and hugged his little fur. When he left, he had nothing. When he came back, he had a bowl of sugar water in his hand. He looked very awkward...
She was cuter then.
The devil girl looked at the porcelain cup in her hand and smiled.
only……
Later, I didn't know why.
He looked at her with hostility in his eyes...
Bang!
Just when the demon girl was thinking about things, Jing Boran walked in from outside.
The demon girl was just about to ask him if he had bought the things he needed for the New Year's Eve, but she didn't expect to turn around and see a pale face.
"What's wrong?" Demon Girl subconsciously stood up from the wooden chair.
Jing Boran's reaction was a little slow. He first said "Ah" and then shook his head.
The demon girl's eyes narrowed and her voice became deeper: "What's going on?"
"It's nothing." Jing Boran supported her: "You sit down for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen and ask for some chicken soup."
The Demon Lady just frowned.
Someone rushed over at the door, it was Jing Bolan. He looked at Jing Boran with gritted teeth and anger: "Brother, you have smeared the Jing family enough. I finally got to this point, and now I'm here again."
To lose everything because of you and the woman beside you, have you ever thought about the feelings of your family? My father and mother were looking forward to my return to my hometown. Now it’s fine, but you have ruined everything!"
"Bo Lan!" Jing Boran scolded in a low voice: "I said, I will find a way to solve this matter."
Jing Bolan sneered: "Solve it? How can you solve it, unless you and this woman separate now?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, get out of here!" Jing Boran's dull face didn't have much power. Even when he was angry, he looked like a handsome and honest man.
However, he knew that he wanted to protect the demon girl behind him...
Jing Bolan never thought that he would speak to him like this. You must know that this person has never dared to say a word loudly in front of him since he was a child. He is simply a soft persimmon!
"It doesn't matter if you tell me to get out, haha, if my father hears that I have lost my official position, he might faint like he did back then." Jing Bolan said harshly: "After all, a disease like my elder brother's is simply a shame for the family.
It’s all shame.”
Jing Boran clenched his hands tightly and his eyes turned red. His father had always been kind to him. If, if he hadn't failed to live up to his expectations...
The demon girl put her hand on his wrist, her face as usual: "I caused this, and I should solve it."
"But..." Jing Boran still wanted to say something.
The Demon Girl smiled at him and said, "Just keep the chicken soup boiling. I'll be back soon."
She has always been a person who always speaks her mind. Without saying this, she put on the fur coat that was hung on the back of the chair and left the inn.
Remove officials from office.
Such a big thing.
Can he take care of it?
No wonder every young master in the capital is rushing to do things for him.
The demon girl lowered her eyes and looked at the snow beneath her feet.
That person is more powerful than before, and more... ruthless.
"Miss Mo, please come this way." The well-dressed old housekeeper led the way inside in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. He didn't stop until he reached the innermost study room, and said with thoughtful etiquette: "The young master is inside, you can just go in."
.”
The witch nodded and reached out to push the door open.
Qu Luo was indeed sitting inside. He had just taken a bath. His robe was half-open, revealing his tight chest. Even his hair was exuding moisture, with a few strands scattered on his forehead. He looked so lazy and evil.
, and full of dangers.
There was still brewed tea on his hand, and the whole room was filled with the faint fragrance of tea. When he saw her appearance, he was not very surprised. Instead, he greeted her strategically: "Miss Mo probably hasn't had her dinner yet."
?”
The devil's eyes narrowed, they must have become the most familiar strangers now.
Otherwise, he would not have called her Miss Mo so politely.
It's just that she doesn't understand why he did anything to Jing Boran since it was already like this.
The demon girl raised her eyes and said in a calm tone: "I want to talk to Mr. Luo."
"Heh." Qu Luo smiled, half-smiling but not laughing: "Why? Are you so reluctant to let go of that person in your family? It has only been a few days, but Miss Mo has become faster."
The Demon Lady did not deny that she really did not want Jing Boran to suffer any injustice.
Qu Luo looked at her, his eyes were deep and dark, and his fingers were clasped so tightly that his knuckles turned pale: "What should we do? I don't want to talk about it now."
A message to readers: Good night... I have something to do tomorrow, so the time for typing is poor. Kids, just wait until Monday, I will add more updates.