When it comes to the women who are most incomprehensible about amorous feelings, Ning Yujin ranks second. Who else dares to rank first?
Seeing Mo Jingxiao's expression of not wanting to talk to her, she reached out and touched the back of her head, somewhat confused as to what was wrong with her question.
Well, probably because he didn't sleep all night, his head suddenly short-circuited.
Ning Yujin very considerately gave Mo Jingxiao a reason, and nodded as she thought it made sense, and then said: "How about we take a rest for a while. If anything happens, we can talk about it when we wake up.
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Anyway, she couldn't stand it anymore. The upper and lower eyelids were like a pair of lovers in love, so inseparable that they didn't even want to separate for a moment.
Seeing how sleepy she was, Mo Jingxiao simply moved a little further inside, reached out and patted the place next to him: "Come up."
"Hehehehe...sleep with you?" Ning Yujin suddenly had a bright idea in her mind, and her mind suddenly became much clearer.
She secretly murmured in her heart: Does Mo Jingxiao really think so, or is he just trying to wake her up from her drowsiness?
"What? Are you afraid that I will do something wrong to you?" Mo Jingxiao supported his head with one hand and lay down half-ly. Even if he slept with his clothes on, he could feel the strong and sexy lines of his body.
Ning Yujin couldn't help but swallow her saliva and stepped back unconsciously: "Well, I'd better go back to Qiannuang Pavilion and sleep."
She wasn't afraid that Mo Jingxiao would do evil things to her. Anyway, her body was still a tender bone, so he wouldn't be too worried if he wanted to eat it.
What she was afraid of was that her hands were completely out of control. What if she unconsciously touched places and things she shouldn't have touched while she was asleep?
"Are you sure you want to go back to sleep after running so far?" Mo Jingxiao looked at Ning Yujin without moving his eyes for a moment, and said this again unexpectedly.
By the way, Li Zhang Hall is indeed a bit far away from Qian Nuan Pavilion.
She found it difficult to run away on weekdays, so she would either stay here for the whole day after coming over, or simply stay in the house and not come out. The time spent going back and forth was enough for her to sleep for a while.
But if you don't go back, will you really sleep with Mo Jingxiao here?
She was embarrassed for a while, then her eyes brightened, she got up and walked out: "I remembered, there is a hospital bed in the wing next to it."
"Ning, jade, hibiscus!"
Behind her, the deep and mellow male voice entered her ears word by word.
Her steps stagnated, and she turned around mechanically with a stiff smile on her face: "Haha, I thought about it, there's nothing wrong with sleeping here."
As she spoke, she lowered her head and walked to the couch with small steps, took off her shoes, climbed up, found a corner where Mo Jingxiao could not be reached, and curled up into a ball.
She didn't dare to look at Mo Jingxiao's face during the whole process, because based on her experience, when Mo Jingxiao called her by her full name, she had to be careful and careful.
With my eyes closed, I heard an almost inaudible sigh above my head.
One hand stretched out, pulled the thin blanket next to her, and covered her up.
All the random thoughts were unnecessary. On the same bed, Mo Jingxiao didn't go too far, and she slept more honestly than ever.
But just like this, face to face, listening to each other's beating heartbeats, feeling each other's long breathing, and imagining seeing each other's face when they open their eyes, this feeling is indescribably wonderful.
When Ning Yujin gradually fell asleep, she was still thinking, Oh my God, Ning Yujin, there is a handsome man opposite me, but you didn't move your hands and fell asleep with your eyes closed? You must be terminally ill and there is no way to save him.
It was already afternoon when I woke up.
When Ning Yujin stretched herself and got up, Mo Jingxiao was no longer there.
She reached out and touched the position where he was lying opposite her, and felt that she had a very peaceful sleep, the most comfortable one.
How long has it been since you slept so contentedly?
After taking care of herself casually, she opened the door and walked out.
At this moment, 108 was basking in the sun in the yard. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his face, showing a healthy ruddy color, and he looked extremely festive.
Ning Yujin couldn't help laughing when she saw this: "Xiaoba, how long will you be absent from work? Don't you know that I was almost kidnapped just because you were away?"
108 rolled his eyes and said very firmly: "With Miss Third's temperament, she will definitely let anyone kidnap her and bring her back."
"Haha, do you believe me then?"
One hundred and eight twitched the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "Because countless people have suffered greatly from it."
"I won't tell you this anymore, have you seen your master?" Ning Yujin touched her growling stomach and then remembered that she hadn't eaten all day.
Go call Mo Jingxiao and have a feast prepared by Xiangyue.
108 pouted towards the next door and said, "In the Qinghui Hall, I'm discussing the art of war with the young master."
"Oh, let me go over and take a look."
Ning Yujin took a step forward and was about to leave. Then she thought about it, stepped back, and patted 108 on the shoulder.
108 raised his eyes to look at Ning Yujin, with complex emotions in his eyes: "Miss Third, you don't want to force a confession again, do you?"
"That's not true," Ning Yujin shook her head and said, "I just forgot to tell you that Xiangyue recently made a new kind of butterfly cake. After you eat it, your mouth is full of fragrance. After taking one bite, you still want to take another bite. This is my first time.
When I eat, I want to swallow the whole plate."
"Gulu..."
A sound of swallowing was clearly heard, and Ning Yujin turned around and left with satisfaction.
This time Zero-Eight is going to be passive and slow in his work. Let's see how she can force him back.
After leaving the door and entering again, there was only a wall between Li Zhang Hall and Qing Hui Hall, so she walked over not long after.
When they went there, Mo Jingxiao and Di Changfeng were having a fierce confrontation on the sand table, which was covered with blue and red flags, representing the armies and territories of both sides.
Di Changfeng has been studying the terrain and strategies here for a long time. The young boy's chin has begun to sprout green and black stubble, and it looks like he has grown up in the blink of an eye.
Ning Yujin's eyes fell on the sand table, and she saw Mo Jingxiao's army surging across the border between the two countries like a tide.
He was the defender, but he forced the invading enemy troops back a hundred miles into his own territory.
"Lost again..."
Di Changfeng looked at his defeated army and couldn't help but let out a long breath.
It's still not comparable. No matter how much time he spends carefully arranging it, for Mo Jingxiao, he can find a way to defeat him with just a little thought.
The gap in strength cannot be made up in a short while.
"Changfeng." Mo Jingxiao placed the last flag in the sand tray and called his name.
"His Royal Highness Prince Ding." Di Changfeng raised his head and looked at Mo Jingxiao in confusion.
He said: "Go to the west, go there to practice for a few years and then come back. In the Zhendong Army, the old man will take care of you and everyone will let you go. You won't learn anything."
"Going to the west?" Di Changfeng was stunned for a moment, then turned his eyes to Ning Yujin, and then turned away inadvertently.
Ning Yujin couldn't help being shocked when she listened to Mo Jingxiao's words.
Is he trying to hide the news of General Di's death from Di Changfeng to the end?