The words suddenly stopped, and she gently patted Xiao Mo on the shoulder.

"Okay, your heart can be put back in your stomach now, I will never be in trouble!"

Xiao Mo: "..."

Ling Luoyu arranged a place for him to lie dormant there: "If you hear something wrong, run, we don't come back, run, find anything fatal, run... because I really can't protect you anymore on the next road!"

Xiao Mo had to say something, and finally remained silent and nodded silently.

Ling Luoyu said it right. She would never have the intention to take care of him in the next journey.

If she continues to follow, it will only make her clones unable to do anything.

Ling Luoyu slipped back to Mo Xuanchen: "Are they two very well-behaved?"

"It's a bit wrong to be good!" Mo Xuanchen's eyes were deep: "They seemed to be guarding against each other, but they seemed to be with each other... tentatively! In short, it was a very awkward feeling..."

"It's the best thing to be awkward, it means they are calculating each other!"

Mo Xuanchen suddenly looked at her and smiled: "So, what we two think... should be the same thing!"

Ling Luoyu became interested: "What I said is about sacrifice!"

Mo Xuanchen nodded: "The reason why the two of them move forward..."

Ling Luoyu: "...That's because they want to treat each other as the sacrificial person!!"

"So they don't need any outsider to follow!"

"Because that outsider is likely to become the key piece that determines their winning or losing at the most critical moment!"

"It is safest to walk together and constrain each other!"

"So, they won't turn against each other until the last moment!"

"We just have to wait until that last moment!"

“…”

Mo Xuanchen's eyes shone: "In the future... are we two like this tacit understanding?"

"no!"

The starlight in someone's eyes dimmed a little: "...no?"

"Because you don't tell me a lot of things and you're hiding them from me, so there is no such tacit understanding between us... If there is a man I have the last tacit understanding, it's my brother!"

“…”

Mo Xuanchen's eyes were sore.

Very unhappy.

But there was no words.

This is in a silent protest.

You can be compared by a man in the future.

Ling Luoyu rubbed his shoulder and snuggled in his arms with a coquettish look: "Don't you... don't you want to know why I'm so good to Xiao Mo?"

"...I don't really want to!" Mo Xuanchen said this very reluctantly, with a noticeable sour smell.

"If you don't want to, forget it!" Ling Luoyu also cooperated very much: "Stop being unhappy when you hear it, but it will only make us unhappy!"

Mo Xuanchen: "..."

Look at this little girl, she didn't tell her, but she really didn't speak.

"Okay...if you really want to say something, I don't mind... just listen!"

Ling Luoyu smiled sweetly, hooked his neck, and kissed his lips slightly: "Mo Xuanchen, why didn't I notice before? Do you have such a arrogant little personality?"

Even if he was arrogant, he had never exploded on her.

This time I saw it, not only wasn’t angry, but I felt a little happy.

"But your sour little arrogance...is pretty good, I like it!"

“…”

Mo Xuanchen couldn't stop her smile, and a curve could not be helped to pick out.
Chapter completed!