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Chapter 128 Entering the boudoir at midnight (end of the first half)

"That's it,"

After realizing Qingxia's plan, the originally warm lights in the tent now became dim, the cheese and side dishes carefully prepared on the table were no longer so delicious, and the kumiss began to stir in the stomach.

Wu Ma stood up, expressionless, "It's time for me to go."

"Why?" Although Qingxia said this, there was no surprised look on her face.

"Maybe you're not wrong either."

"Um?"

"The best way for you is to ask me to take action," Wu Ma's stern eyes met hers, "You calculate everything and wait for me to fall in. For me, this trap seems to me too

I have to jump. But you probably don’t know one thing. Although I don’t hold grudges, I hate threats the most. If you ask me respectfully, I might consider it, but if you are being naughty—I’m sorry.”

"Then I will be respectful now."

"It's too late." He strode out.

"please wait a while!"

Qingxia suddenly stood up and held his sleeve.

"There's no need to waste time." Wu Ma said.

"You really don't want to break the curse?"

"We Han people have a saying, I wonder if you have heard of it: All roads lead to Daxing. It is the same on your grasslands, there is more than one road leading to the Khan's Court."

Wu Ma tried to shake off Qingxia, but was tightly grabbed by her.

"I know you can't trust me, and I can completely understand it," Qingxia seemed to finally become anxious and spoke very quickly, "but there is no need to say anything sorry between us, and I have a way to make you trust me.

In other words, you trust me a little more than before!"

"What should I say?" Wu Ma turned his head.

Qingxia suddenly stopped talking.

The tent was quiet and there was no wind, but the flame of the oil lamp began to sway slightly, like a girl dancing briskly.

After about a few breaths of silence, Qingxia suddenly faded away and appeared in front of the dancing horse like a perfect work of art. The dancing horse looked at her intently, secretly guessing that every inch of this work of art was the same as the one on the grassland.

It was carefully carved by Master Tengger himself.

The moment the clothes fell to the ground, the flame of the oil lamp became brighter, and the temperature in the tent rose sharply.

"Dancing Horse, please don't underestimate me."

Qingxia's expression became extremely solemn, "Please don't think of me as a loose and casual woman. You need to know that before tonight, I was still a grassland where no horses had ever run, and where no one had ever come.

The garden is a book that no one has read. Thousands of people covet my appearance, but I am so stingy that I refuse to even look at them. Now, I am really desperate, and I am not willing to let it go.

Give up. I know you have a grudge against my past, but I don’t know how to eliminate it. I racked my brains, but I can only think of such a way."

Until the moment when there was no cover, Qingxia's eyes were still as clear as water, but her expression became excited, "I'm really sorry, except for the curse, this is the only thing I can take out, and it is a treasure worthy of your heart. I

My only hope is that you help me take revenge."

Wu Ma was naturally a little surprised, but on the surface he remained silent, observing her silently, and secretly guessing her thoughts.

The two people have not been together for long, but based on Wu Ma's experience with women, the other party is indeed not a casual woman in this regard. Based on his understanding of Qingxia and the cunning of this woman, there is no way he can really get there.

She is at the end of her rope. So, does she still have some kind of hidden plan that she has not been able to break yet?

Wu Ma thought for a while and decided to cooperate with Qingxia to see the other party's sincerity.

"You told me earlier," Wu Ma coughed lightly, gradually breathing harder and approaching Qingxia, "I like riding horses the most, especially on brand new grasslands."

Saying that, she hugged Qingxia.

Qingxia's body trembled suddenly, a very violent tremor. At this moment, Wu Ma was also frightened by her, and even felt that Qingxia seemed to seize the opportunity to get close to her and strike a decisive blow.

He immediately made preparations for counterattack, but the unexpected cold arrow never arrived.

Only then did he realize that Qingxia's whole body had become stiff and trembling, as if she had been thrown into the ice and snow naked.

Wu Ma glanced at Qingxia's face with her peripheral vision. She closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes trembling along with her body. The skin on her face was so delicate that even the pores were invisible. Her breathing was rapid as if she had just experienced a violent exercise.

The drum-like heartbeat coming from her chest also confirmed this, and her pitiful appearance made people even more tempted.

It doesn't look like there is a trap.

The dancing horse paused for a moment and let go of Qingxia.

After a while, Qingxia seemed to realize that nothing happened. There was obvious surprise in her eyes, "You don't like this?"

"Is this really your first time?"

"nature."

"You can see it."

"You don't like this?" Qingxia asked again.

"No, I particularly like...this kind of thing."

"Is that because I'm not pretty enough?"

"No, you are very beautiful. Almost the most beautiful."

"Then why not?"

"I really can't guarantee that I can trust you after doing this. Instead of regretting it later, it's better to restrain it now."

Qingxia's eyes flashed brightly for a moment,

"In that case..."

Qingxia walked quickly to the entrance of the tent, spread her arms to stop Dancing Horse, "Now that I know you still have feelings for me, I won't let you go."

But Dancing Horse couldn't wait to get out of the tent.

He turned back to the tent, picked up the felt blanket that was lying on the ground, and neatly wrapped Qingxia into a rice dumpling, wrapping it tightly, "Listen, you seem very honest, and you seem to want to leave everything to me.

But I know that you must be planning something terrible behind your back. If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end. If you want to threaten with a curse, just let the hanging knife fall, I will wait for you."

After saying that, she opened the door curtain and walked out, but out of the corner of her eye she saw the corners of Qingxia's mouth raised slightly.

He immediately became hesitant, and was standing at the door uncertain about going in and out, when suddenly a shadow flashed over and enveloped him...

His first reaction was to reach out and grab Qingxia.

But Qingxia took the initiative to come over, stretched out her arm from the felt, grabbed his hand, and the two of them were involved in the shadow.

The dancing horse felt weightless, dizzy, and turned upside down, but it held Qingxia's hand tightly and refused to let go.

Suddenly, a picture flashed before my eyes. I saw a figure kneeling on the ground, digging into the ground with both hands, and suddenly picked up a long box from the soil.

The camera zoomed in, and there were four big characters written on the box - [Moonlight Treasure Box].

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The plot of Journey to the West is about to start, and I still haven’t thought too clearly about some of the key points in it. I plan to think about it as I write, and the updates won’t be too fast these days (of course, they haven’t been too fast).

I sincerely recommend the book I have been reading recently to book friends who are in a book shortage, a book called "Chicago 1990", which is already very popular. It is also entertaining in the form of an American TV series. I feel that I have the momentum of a pioneering Internet writer. Lao Qi is the best.

His character portrayal and strategy continue to flourish, and he has appeared in many American dramas as guest appearances, which is also very wonderful. In addition, Lao Qi’s ability to integrate information is really amazing. It feels like he has truly created a world of entertainment, which is different from reality.

But the sense of reality is also very strong.

Another book called "Mysterious Earthsea". It has a particularly good Cthulhu style, the weird and terrifying atmosphere is well created, and the story is also very exciting.


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