"It's better not to sleep like this..." She wanted to sit up straight and leave his arms, but she didn't know that Mo Zifei just wouldn't let go.

"It's comfortable to lie down and sleep like this, otherwise your neck will hurt when you wake up later. If you don't feel sorry for yourself, you have to feel sorry for the child in your belly." Mo Zifei's voice was warm and gentle, but it had a powerful power in it.

Deterrence.

Xiao Lige still wanted to struggle, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mei Gui's livid face, which looked very ugly.

Suddenly there was a happy feeling in his heart, so he stopped struggling and slept obediently in Mo Zifei's arms.

Maybe the bumping of the carriage can easily lull people to sleep, but Xiao Lige's breathing soon became steady, as if he was asleep.

After a while, the carriage, which had been so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, suddenly remembered Mo Zifei's quiet voice.

"As long as the zombies don't tell me, how will the old lady know?" His tone was very calm, but a thin layer of sweat broke out on Mei Gui's forehead.

"Fei Shao, I didn't mean that, I just..."

"Okay. I know you don't mean that." Mo Zifei stopped Mei Gui's voice: "You should also get some sleep, the road is still long."

In this way, Mei Gui fell silent and did not dare to speak any more. She glanced at Xiao Lige, who was sleeping peacefully in Mo Zifei's arms, and a surge of anger arose in her heart. She covered her head with one hand.

In the sleeves, clenched into a fist.

That embrace...should have been her Mei Gui's!

I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Lige's head was suddenly hit in his sleep. When he opened his eyes, Mo Zifei asked with concern: "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"No..." She shook her head and looked at the curtain of the carriage with a frown: "What's going on?"

The carriage drove steadily all the way, and even a cup full of tea would hardly leak water.

But there was a sudden bump just now, and Xiao Lige's forehead hit Mo Zifei's chest.

"I planted this grass, I opened this road... If you want to go this way, you can leave money to buy the road, hehe..." A jianjian voice sounded, and Xiao Lige knew who it was as soon as he heard it.

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"Fei Shao, the thief is blocking the road in the dark night." A zombie wearing the uniform of Aomei Villa stood outside the curtain and said.

Mo Zifei frowned and got out of the carriage half-bent. Xiao Lige also wanted to follow, but Mei Gui's hand tightly grasped Xiao Lige's wrist.

"What are you doing?!" Xiao Lige was very unhappy. He raised his hand and slammed Mei Gui's hand away.

"What should I do?" Mei Gui sneered: "Aren't I worried about your safety, Mrs. Side? You should just continue to sleep here obediently. Just leave the outside matters to me and Fei Shao."

With that said, she pushed aside Xiao Lige and got out of the carriage.

"You bastard..." Xiao Lige cursed in a low voice before turning out of the carriage.

It is already evening, and the sunset has turned half the sky red. This is a place with cliffs on both sides and only one road. It is very remote.

"Master An Ye has changed his career now?"

As soon as Xiao Lige stepped out of the carriage, she heard Mo Zifei say this coldly, and she suddenly felt like laughing.

If this were any other zombie, he might have gone berserk long ago. But as a master thief, An Ye's biggest advantage is... thick-skinned.
Chapter completed!