Mo Qingwan felt dizzy in her head, and the night wind felt hot on her face.

It feels like being drunk.

It turns out that people can clearly feel the hormones in their bodies rising.

Because the heartbeat will accelerate, the scalp will be slightly numb, goosebumps will appear, and the toes will shrink with nervousness.

"You...what did you say?" Mo Qingwan looked at him, unable to believe her ears.

Tian Ke leaned forward slightly, got closer, and said warmly: "I said... I want to be your husband, not your master."

The hot breath from his mouth made Mo Qingwan's tail vertebrae go numb.

Tian Chou Chou is so flirtatious?

"But...but I already have a husband." Mo Qingwan said with a blush.

Tian Ke's lips curled up: "Your husband... don't mention it..."

Mo Qingwan was stunned: "Don't mention it? He is Zhao Hanlin!"

"So what about Zhao Hanlin? Or do you think I'm not as good as Zhao Hanlin?" Tian Kerao looked at her meaningfully.

"That's not what I meant..." Mo Qingwan hesitated: "Master, of course you are very good, handsome, rich, kind, and good at martial arts! You have saved me many times, if I can find a husband like you

, it should... it should be good, but I still have some things to do, and I haven't... considered these yet."

After hearing this, Tian Ke seemed to be in a good mood and asked, "What else do you have to do? I'll help you do it."

"I want to see that the Zhao family is safe. Whether they want to be ordinary people or something else, I want to help them. I also want to clear my parents' grievances and find out what happened in Shandong Liyuan back then."

Mo Qing said late.

Tian Ke nodded, his eyes always looking at her like this, and he couldn't bear to look away.

"Then what?" Tian Ke asked.

"Then?" Mo Qingwan thought for a while and replied, "Then he goes out to travel around the world and do chivalry and justice."

Tian Ke stood up straight and stretched out his hands to hug her into his arms.

Mo Qing has never been so close to the opposite sex in her whole life. The man's breath was so hot that she wanted to break away in fear.

Tian Ke pressed the back of her head against his chest and said, "Don't move. I don't know if I will have a chance to hug you again. Just let me, Meng Lang, once, so that you can scold me for being shameless in the future."

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After Mo Qingwan heard this, her nose felt sore for no reason. She didn't move anymore and let him hold her.

"Can you not go?" As soon as Mo Qingwan said these words, she knew that she was being naive.

How could you not go?

"I'll be careful." Tian Ke said muffledly, smelling the faint fragrance in her hair.

"If you have to go, you must come back alive," Mo Qingwan said.

"I'll try my best." Tian Ke's throat rolled and he let go of her.

He turned around and was about to leave, but stopped in place, turned his back to Mo Qingwan and said, "If I can't come back, forget about me and don't think of me again."

"master……"

Mo Qingwan murmured in a low voice, watching him gradually disappear into the night. He stood there for a long time, until his legs became stiff and almost fell, and then he turned around and walked back.

She didn't know how she got back to the carriage.

Her heart suddenly felt empty, as if something had been taken away. Tian Ke's last words lingered in her ears.

"Why do you want to be my husband..." Mo Qingwan muttered quietly as she walked away, and reached out to rub her heart, trying to drive away the discomfort.

"Sister-in-law..."

Mo Qingwan heard someone calling her and immediately raised her head.

I saw Zhao Guilin standing in front of the carriage, tall and handsome as jade.

A pair of amber eyes stared at her like an immortal.

"Gui Lin, are your legs healed? Have your eyes recovered as well?" Mo Qingwan ran over happily.

Zhao Guilin looked at Mo Qingwan at this time. He had lost a lot of weight. His long hair was not completely dry and was hanging loose behind him. Under the night, he was running towards him like a fairy in the forest.

When she arrived in front of him, Mo Qingwan reached out and grabbed his arm, lifted up his sleeve and took a look. Sure enough, the wound had healed.

She raised her head and stared at Zhao Guilin's eyes carefully, and extended her hand to make a few gestures in front of his eyes.

Then he stretched out three fingers and asked: "What do you think this is?"

Zhao Guilin was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but chuckle softly, and then answered seriously: "Three."

Mo Qingwan extended another finger: "Where's this?"

Zhao Guilin looked at her jade-white hands, which were still covered with a handkerchief, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Does the injury still hurt?"

Mo Qingwan shook her head: "It doesn't hurt at all, but the wound is a bit unsightly, so it's wrapped. Where's the wound on your waist? Let me take a look."

Mo Qingwan said that and was about to lift his clothes, but suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this.

Seeing that she was stunned, Zhao Guilin smiled and said, "Everything is fine, don't worry."

"That's good, that's good. You are indeed the ancestor of the fox, and he is simply my idol," Mo Qingwan nodded with a smile.

"Can I... take a look at the injury on your hand?" Zhao Guilin asked.

"It's better not to look at it. It's really ugly." Mo Qingwan shrank her hands in embarrassment.

Zhao Guilin felt a pain in his heart and said with a trembling voice: "I have caused trouble for you."

Mo Qingwan immediately said angrily: "Why are you saying such stupid things again? We are a family. If I encounter such a thing, you will definitely save me."
Chapter completed!