The next day, before dawn, Su Zhi got out of the bed. The carved window was not closed tightly, and the chirping of orioles filtered in.

Wrapping her clothes tightly, she sat on the edge of the bed and took a sip of tea. She reached out and stroked the rim of the cup, staring deeply at the slightly settled residue in the cup.

Before I woke up from yesterday's drunkenness, I heard the noise outside the door gradually becoming clearer.

"Miss Su is not awake yet. Please allow me to inform you." Ah Zi said in a low and respectful voice.

"What a joke, a little slave makes me wait like this? I think you, a little girl, are too ignorant? Come on, let me kiss you, and I will wait."

Su Zhi stroked his forehead, put on his clothes and opened the door to interrupt the conversation between the two.

The young man standing outside the door looked to be in his early twenties. He was dressed in lavender brocade with exquisite accessories on his waist. His face was delicate and soft. His long and narrow eyes looked up and down at Su Zhi in front of him, and he clicked his tongue.

He said, "But I heard that Miss Su is both talented and beautiful, but now that I've seen her, I think she's average."

Su Zhi leaned against the door and laughed softly, "Compared to Young Master, he is far different."

This man is none other than Li Mo, an insignificant soldier under General Fengtian Yan Zheng. Li Mo is the most outstanding among all the soldiers. He has a face with a cholera military spirit, but he also makes full use of his own advantages. He teases others whenever he sees it.

, looking carefree. Because of this, he has never been taken seriously. Despite this, Li Mo's treatment at Yan Zheng's place is excellent, and the reason why is still unclear.

Li Mo pointed at Su Zhi's chest, "Miss Su's breasts are pretty and tight."

Azi's face turned red when she heard this. She knew about Li Mo, but no matter how Yan Zheng covered the sky with one hand, she didn't dare to remind Su Zhi.

Su Zhi frowned, "What's the matter?"

Li Mo laughed loudly, "So Miss Su is a little virgin who has never experienced anything in the world. Li Mo is offended. Offended. Isn't there a military parade today? When will Miss Su start?"

"Isn't it noon?"

"General Yan is always worried about the war in Fengtian, so naturally he forgets to sleep and eat. Miss Su, it's better to go with the general." Li Mo said with a smile, and occasionally winked at Ah Zi who was standing aside.

What a cunning and cunning Yan Zheng.

Su Zhi answered and asked Ah Zi to clean up for her, leaving Li Mo standing outside the door alone.

Li Mo leaned against the wall and glanced gently towards the corner when the two of them turned around. The soft lines of his cheeks were reflected on the wall, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Qi, please do some things like lying in the corner. Tsk tsk~" Wei

It was pronounced from the mouth, but it was conveyed to the ears of No. 7, who was standing in the corner with an indifferent face, with words from the bottom of his heart.

No. 7 met his gaze and nodded slightly towards him. He stretched out his index finger and shook it twice to the left. The figure disappeared around the corner.

Li Mo played with the accessories on his waist. He lowered his head and laughed softly. A pair of narrow eyes were full of beautiful pieces of silver. It was really interesting.

After Su Zhi finished dressing up, he went to the barracks with the wandering Li Mo. Li Mo moved closer to Su Zhi, and Su Zhi moved back a little. He went back and forth, but couldn't help it.

"Can you walk in a straight line?" Su Zhi pushed Li Mo away.

Li Mo clutched his chest and staggered two steps after being pushed by Su Zhi, "Miss Su is so fierce. You hurt me."

Su Zhi opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Mo's disgusting look of shame and unbearable pain. He took a deep breath and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Li Mo smiled and rubbed against her again.

"Get out." Su Zhi stretched out his index finger and pushed him away.

"Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mo actually shrank himself into a ball, propped up his body with his index finger, and began to roll out of thin air. Su Zhi was so frightened that he took several steps back. After finally regaining his balance, he felt a strong surge of energy.

An uncontrollable feeling of oppression swept over me, and I subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but I didn't want to steal the machine at all.

A blurry purple figure came straight in front of him. Su Zhi felt a sharp pain in his chest and was suddenly knocked against the wall beside him. There was an undetectable cold air that seemed familiar.

"Hurry, help me, I can't find the direction, I can't stop, I'm so dizzy!" Chu Chu's pitiful tone.

Ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping in Su Zhi's heart. Is this funny man seeking death? Jing Jian's body was sore from being hit, and reached out to grab the corner of Li Mo's clothes. He couldn't help shouting, "Fuck you!

What are you doing if you have no sense of direction?"

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" It spun even faster. Su Zhi almost flew up with him. He concentrated all his strength on his hand.

"I said get out of here, you bitch."

"I'm going away, Susu."

"…….."

Su Zhi held her breath, closed her eyes and raised her internal energy. The third level of the Royal Women's Sutra came again. The nameless cold breath came again. "Stop." He growled dullly.

The wind convection, the two imperceptible breaths were mixed, and the huge impact separated the two of them. Although Su Zhi was fully prepared, he was still thrown three or four meters away, breaking the green bamboo behind him, and his wrist

Full of scars.

The crystal clear and pure blood dripped from the wrist, turning bright red for an instant.

Li Mo also stopped. He supported the wall with one hand behind his back, and kept covering his chest with his hand. The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually grew bigger with the blood dripping from Su Zhi's wrist. Unable to bear it, he bent over and narrowed his narrow body.

His eyes burst into laughter. "Hahahahaha."

Su Zhi almost knelt down to him. He raised his eyes and said fiercely, "You still have the nerve to smile? You did it on purpose."

Li Moxiao leaned forward and backward, holding her chest and walking towards Su Zhi step by step. When Su Zhi was still dissatisfied with his strange posture, she raised Su Zhi's wrist and placed it on the corner of his lips, and lightly touched her wrist with the tip of his tongue.

Wound.

An unprecedented sense of pleasure quickly paralyzed Li Mo's nerves, and an imperceptible red light oozed from his narrow eyes under his drooping eyelids.

Su Zhi pulled out his hand as quickly as possible before he could feel the familiar fear that he had never felt before. Li Mo licked the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Miss Su is really shy.

.It’s just that I hurt you, so it’s only right that I help you take care of the wound. Come on, give me your hand.”

Su Zhi stepped back and said, "No need." He raised his feet and left.

"You are so cruel." Li Mo followed.

"roll."

"You still want me to get out?"

"……."

Behind them, Lian Chiyuan walked out from the depths of the bamboo forest. He stared at the two people in front of him with calm eyes. Azi stood beside Lian Chiyuan and handed him the bag in his hand. "Your Highness."

"When did this happen?"

"Just now, after Miss Su left, No. 7 went to Miss Su's room and put this under her pillow."
Chapter completed!