749. Chapter 749 Xiaojiu, you are mine! Dare to marry someone!
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Mo Jiu stared at the enlarged handsome face in front of him with wide eyes, feeling a wave of sadness in his heart.
She could feel the strength of Long Qingtian's big hands holding her waist getting stronger, as if he was afraid that she would run away in the next second.
However, those big hands were so careful, as if she were the most precious treasure in the world and would break if not careful.
It had been five years since Mo had felt this painful feeling in the palm of his hand and in his heart.
Unknowingly, tears filled my eyes.
She knew she shouldn't cry.
But five years of tears gathered into a river and overflowed at this moment.
Hot tears dripped on the back of Long Qingtian's hands bit by bit. He noticed that the little woman in front of him was crying. Long Qingtian's heart seemed to be held tightly by an invisible big hand, making him feel like he couldn't even breathe.
"Xiao Jiu, don't cry. I'm here, don't cry..."
Whispering in a low voice, Long Qingtian panicked. His deep voice seemed to have infinite magic power at this moment, causing Mo Jiu's inner defense to collapse in an instant.
The tears became more unbridled.
Long Qingtian became even more panicked and kissed the corners of her eyes little by little. Bitter tears entered Long Qingtian's mouth, making his heart become bitter.
Mojiu burst into tears.
Long Qingtian's panicked hands and feet didn't know where to place his hands and feet. In the end, the only thing he could do was to hug her tightly and give her his chest.
Mojiu cried and calmed down.
She wanted to stop crying, but she couldn't stop no matter what.
The sound of sobbing slowly subsided. At this time, she suddenly smelled waves of perfume from Long Qingtian's body.
Long Qingtian never uses perfume. His body has a faint smell of tobacco mixed with masculinity all year round, so this smell is not his.
Mo Jiu curled his lips.
Suddenly he thought that today is his wedding day, so the only woman who can get close to him is Lu Lan?
Thinking of this, Mojiu felt unhappy.
When I feel unhappy, my mind wanders.
Suddenly I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, my nose was red and my eyes were red from crying, and I started to think twice.
She buried her head into Long Qingtian's arms, and then wiped all the snot and tears on Long Qingtian's clothes!
Looking at the dirt on his chest, Mo Jiu smiled evilly.
The crying finally stopped.
Mo Jiu curled his lips in grievance, raised his head and looked at Long Qingtian, pretending to be embarrassed, "Brother, your clothes are stained."
Long Qingtian simply couldn't laugh or cry.
Although the girl has grown up, the cunning in her eyes seems to never change. Especially when she does bad things, the strange brilliance emanating from her eyes can always be easily caught by Long Qingtian.
If it were in the past, Long Qingtian would definitely tease her.
But she had just cried, and...thinking about these clothes, Long Qingtian also felt disgusted.
"I'll change it."
A few years ago, Long Qingtian often lived here, so it is not surprising that there are his clothes in the Mo family's old house.
Mo Jiu nodded, and Long Qingtian stepped out.
I was fixing my makeup in front of the mirror, but suddenly I heard the chaos outside.
Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows, who would cause trouble today?
