Chapter 188 He is reluctant to let her leave

Author: Fang Shuomo

Chapter 188 He is reluctant to let her leave

This thing, when she was still in the Ten Kill Realm, Mo Yinxing, who got along with her as Amo, often made it for her.

At that time, she was still wondering how the preserved egg was made and why it felt so strange when eating it in her mouth.

Later, she got used to eating it and felt fine again.

And now.

She remembered what Mo Yinxing had just said, that he in this world and he in another world were the same person. After the preserved egg and lean meat porridge was served and handed to her.

She took a spoonful of it with a spoon with a very solemn expression, blew it to cool down, put it into her mouth, and tasted it carefully.

She has eaten the preserved egg and lean meat porridge made by Mo Yinxing no less than a hundred times. She can accurately guess what it tastes like once she eats it.

The porridge I eat now, whether it is salty or light, or the texture of the porridge, is very familiar.

Just like what the young man in front of her said just now.

He and the Mo Yinxing she knew were indeed the same person!

While she was thinking deeply about this matter, sixteen-year-old Mo Yinxing was opposite her and nervously paying attention to her expression.

I thought she wouldn't think the food he cooked was too unpalatable, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw her suddenly raise her eyes, and her strange pupils met his, causing his heart to beat a beat slower.

"What. What's wrong?"

The girl had a complicated expression. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of her, and replied in a dumb voice: "What you said before is indeed correct. There is almost no difference in taste between the porridge you make and the porridge he makes.

"

"You are him."

But what she doesn't quite understand is, if this is the case, why did Mo Yinxing enter the Dachang Dynasty, and in what form did he enter the Dachang Dynasty?

She stared at Mo Yinxing with her strange eyes, staring at him until he turned his head away in embarrassment. He used a spoon to stir the hot porridge in the bowl, and when some hot white smoke filled his delicate eyebrows, he asked her in a deep voice,

What was the person she knew like?

"How old is the me you met? Is he good to you? Is he there with you?"

At the end of the sentence, Mo Yinxing's voice paused, and his voice became a little dry, and then he finished the sentence as if he had made up a lot of determination.

"Has he found a goal that he wants to work hard for?"

Instead of being like him now, he couldn't even figure out why he was alive.

Ning Xiang's appearance here must be related to the matter that Mo Yinxing asked later.

This is what she currently wants to understand, but of course she can't answer him.

So I can only choose those who can reply to him one by one.

"The you I met is now twenty years old. You are very good to me. As for the questions you ask later, I can't give you an answer because I don't know."

"Twenty years old"

So that means he still needs to wait four years before he can truly go to her world and live with her?

He originally wanted to ask Ning Xiang this question.

But her physical condition seemed to be very poor. After eating a few mouthfuls of porridge, she started to rub her temples with her hands, which seemed very uncomfortable.

He could only suppress these doubts first, wait for her to put down her chopsticks and spoon, and after she seemed to have finished eating, he took her upstairs and back to his bedroom.

"You go to sleep. I'll make a bunk on the floor. If anything happens then, you can just call me."

Fortunately, the next few days are a long holiday, so he can spend enough time with her.

The premise is that she doesn't disappear suddenly like she did eight years ago.

Early the next morning, after Mo Yinxing woke up, his mother's puzzled voice echoed in his ears.

"What are you doing sleeping on the floor? Is the bed empty for ghosts to sleep on?"

He knew that others couldn't see Ning Xiang. After sitting up, he subconsciously looked towards the position on the bed and asked his mother why she came back suddenly.

"The flight was delayed and it won't officially take off until tonight, so I'll be back first."

The woman's words were not heard by Mo Yinxing at this moment.

He looked at the empty bed. While his brain was buzzing, a strong feeling of stuffiness and discomfort suddenly appeared in his chest.

"I'm going to come back and take a shower before leaving. Remember to take care of yourself these days, your homework and so on. Even if I'm not here, you can't slack off. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, I understand."

The boy's eyes returned to the empty look they had before Ning Xiang appeared.

He responded with a hoarse voice, stood up and watched his mother leave in a polite manner. His whole figure was like a plant that had been drained of life. He instantly withered. He lowered his head and let the strands of hair on his forehead cover his eyebrows, leaving only his straight eyebrows exposed.

The bridge of the nose and pursed lips.

"Wow."

When the sliding door of the balcony outside the room was opened, a clear female voice accompanied it.

"Mo Yinxing, was your mother back just now?"

The girl's back was bathed in the golden light of the morning sun, and the black hair blown by the wind reflected the fine golden light. She was still wearing his pajamas, and she looked much more energetic than yesterday.

He stared at her blankly for a long time and did not answer her questions.

It wasn't until she frowned in confusion that he rushed towards her like a small cannonball and crashed into her arms.

"Ningxiang, you didn't leave."

It's really, really good.

The young man's grip around her waist was so strong that it made Ning Xiang feel a little uncomfortable.

But she didn't say anything about it. Instead, she lowered her head and looked at the boy who was half a head shorter than her in confusion: "I didn't leave, and you were so polite. What are you doing?"

Mo Yinxing didn't dare to tell her that he was reluctant for her to leave.

After suppressing the sour feeling on the tip of his nose, he raised his peach blossom eyes that were originally hidden in the shadow of broken hair. The deep pool-like eyes were illuminated by the light at this moment, and Ning Xiang's stunned and puzzled face was reflected in them, lying.

He said: "No, I was afraid that you would leave without saying goodbye again and waste the plan I thought of yesterday."

He still didn't let go and continued to hold Ning Xiang's soft body. His chest was filled with deep joy and satisfaction, like a kitten getting a favorite toy.

Ning Xiang looked at his twinkling black eyes and guessed that he was not telling the truth.

After taking a look at his hand that was still holding her waist tightly, she raised her eyebrows and asked him, "Really?"

The young man's acting skills were poor. He blinked his long eyelashes quickly and said "hmm" in a reserved voice.

"Okay, then should you let go of my waist first? Otherwise, I would have thought that you were reluctant to let me go."

She told the truth, and the liar's ears were red and bleeding. After she panicked and retracted her hands, she told her that he planned to take her to his secret base.

Ning Xiang asked carefully and found out that this so-called secret base was a place that only he knew and frequented.

Now, he is willing to take her there.

What this means is self-evident.

She just didn't expect that Mo Yinxing in the past would have unusual thoughts about her so quickly.

Mo Yinxing now → A little chick who is very insecure and afraid that his wife will leave~

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