The man had gone through various battle scenes, his gaze was like a wolf and a tiger. Even if Mojiu didn't open her eyes, she could feel the man's gaze, densely wrapped around her body.
Mo Jiu's breath was stagnant, and she waited nervously for a while, but she still didn't see any movement from the man. She couldn't help but twist her head, trying to see clearly what the man's expression was at this moment.
But who would have expected that as soon as her eyes opened, a pair of big hands stretched out and hugged her whole. Mo Jiu subconsciously exclaimed, and Long Qingtian's tall body was already pressing over her.
(...automatic brain supplement)
In a daze, Mo Jiu felt the man holding her carefully and cleaning her body. Then he came back and carefully applied medicine to her wounds, and then he hugged her and fell asleep.
Mo Jiu was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.
This was the best sleep I had had in several years. I had no dreams all night. When I opened my eyes, I found that the sun was already rising high.
The moment Mo Jiu opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment.
Looking at the white color of the roof, she suddenly felt a sense of belonging.
This was the first time since returning to Mo's house that she truly felt at home.
Turning sideways, Mo Jiu stretched lazily, and the door creaked open, and Long Qingtian walked in with elegant and steady steps...