Chapter 67: Embarrassing, self-inflicted (I)

When she opened her eyes, she thought she had read it wrong, and it was really Wu Luo!

Suddenly, Ma Zijin remembered something, staring at Xing's eyes wide, and was extremely embarrassed and angry. She wrapped the quilt tightly and pointed at Wu Luo, and said incoherently: "You, you, how could you... get out of here!"

She originally thought that although Wu Luo was lustful, she was a strange man who was only polite. Unexpectedly, he took advantage of his sleep and touched his boudoir. If he hadn't just woken up, he really didn't know what he would do if he was worse than beasts!

Nangong Bao's fiancé, who was married with a finger, had already disappointed her. She finally had a man she admired, but her true face was so unbearable! Ma Zijin felt a sense of misery in her heart, her pretty eyes were filled with tears, and she seemed to be covered with a layer of crystal. She lowered her head and cried out.

Wu Luo sighed and said, "I'll go out for a while. You put on your clothes first. I'm telling you about this in detail."

Ma Zijin's mind rumbling: This matter? What's the matter? Did he have done something while he was asleep... Ma Zijin felt depressed. When Wu Luo saw her expression, he understood that she had misunderstood and smiled bitterly: "What are you thinking about? Did I do it, can't you feel it yourself?"

Ma Zijin calmed down a little after he said this. Wu Luo shook his head and went out with a little embarrassed look.

In the room, Ma Zijin was stunned for a moment before mechanically stretching out her jade arm as white as a lotus root and hooking her clothes from the side and slowly putting on her clothes.

She is also a smart person. She was just shy just now. Now she gradually calmed down and saw that something was wrong. How did she wake up? There was water on the bed, and it was obvious that she was sucked by someone. If he really wanted to do something to him, why did he wake up?

How could I sleep so hard? A big man entered his boudoir and didn't even notice it?

Ma Zijin put on her clothes, sat by the bed and thought for a while before shouting outside: "Come in."

Wu Luo outside did not come in, but said outside: "Are you thirsty? Come out and have a tea."

Ma Zijin immediately understood that this was her boudoir, how could she let a man come in casually? She was also lost in her mind for a moment and made such a mistake. If it were in the eyes of ordinary people, I was afraid that the sentence she said just now was a water-like poplar flower, and she deliberately seduced a man.

Wu Luo was kind and said nothing to him. Ma Zijin felt soft and unconsciously thought that he was indeed much better than Nangong Bao.

Worried that Wu Luo misunderstood him, when Ma Zijin came out, her face was flushed and even the roots of her ears were a little hot.

Wu Luo sat on the table outside, putting out simple tea sets, and when he got two cups, he drank one by himself, and left a cup for Ma Zijin.

"Here, what's going on?" Ma Zijin stuttered a little when she saw Wu Luo sitting upright like a bell. Seeing that Chun Meng had just come to her heart without the situation of her dream just now.

Wu Luo didn't say anything, put down the teacup and raised his hand to release the talisman Gu.

Fu Gu lay quietly in his palm, shrouded in a hazy light. Even Ma Zijin couldn't see clearly what treasure was inside.

In the talisman Gu, the simple Rongsheng formation played out the conversation between the three people in its original form.

Because the formation is simple and the fidelity effect is not very good, but Ma Zijin can still tell who the three voices are at once.

The originally red face turned pale suddenly, and Ma Zijin could hardly believe her ears. Her fiancé actually did such a thing!

She was confused and was seriously injured. After grabbing the air and touching it twice, she touched the table and sat down slowly, just so stunned that she had a cup of tea.

Wu Luo naturally understood how much this kind of thing would have hit the girl. He took the talisman Gu and said nothing more, but just sat with him, holding the teapot in his hand. The tea in the pot was originally left at night, but it was already cold. Wu Luo's spiritual essence was circulating, and the five elements turned into fire, and it was heated in a moment.

After looking at Ma Zijin, Wu Luo felt deeply sympathy. No matter how many bad things there are in her personality, if she encounters such a thing, she will sympathize with her, right?

Seeing that it was almost done, Wu Luo poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over.

Ma Zijin took it mechanically, holding it in her hand and feeling the warmth, and she seemed to feel much more comfortable.

Seeing that her eyes were a little red, Wu Luo sighed and said, "If you want to cry, just cry."

"Cry?" Ma Zijin closed his eyes hard and forced his tears back: "I won't cry. I have to thank him. I was undecided, so he helped me a lot!"

Ma Zijin drank the hot tea in one sip, as if she had drunk a magic pill. Suddenly, she shook her whole body, put the teacup on the table, reached out and said to Wu Luo: "Get it."

Wu Luo thought about it, peeled the Rongsheng formation out of the body of the talisman Gu, penetrated a jade citrus and handed it to her.

"Be careful, I'll go back first. There's probably another big deal tomorrow morning." Wu Luo finished speaking, glanced at Ma Zijin and turned around.

Ma Zijin held the jade cucumber hard, with sharp edges and corners, piercing it in her palm, but it hurt in her heart.

Wu Luo's footsteps disappeared downstairs, and Ma Zijin rushed into his boudoir, threw herself on the bed, covered her face and started crying.

Wu Luo was in a bad mood.

In this world, there are love stories that are moving in the world until death, and there are legends about the beginning and chaos that are abandoned and each one flies in the face of disaster.

Song Jianmei in the previous life and Nangong Bao in this life played a disgusting role in a despicable love story.

What happened tonight made him think of Song Jianmei. He was betrayed by his lover. Wu Luo knew very well, so he sympathized with Ma Zijin; so he could have disappeared silently and let Nangong Bao make a fuss about Ma Zijin tomorrow morning, but he didn't.

He explained the whole thing clearly to Ma Zijin, letting her see the man's face clearly, so that she would not repeat his mistakes in the future.

Scenes of the last moment of Huangyun City flashed in front of her eyes. Song Jianmei's emotionless face was like a sharp thorn, firmly piercing her in Wu Luo's heart, and the bone-eroding pain repeatedly tortured him. Wu Luo sighed and turned around and headed towards Qifeng Pavilion.

The two female jailers guarding the door woke up and saw that it was Wu Luo, they hurriedly bowed and said, "Master Wu..." Wu Luo rushed in like a gust of wind, and the two jailers naturally did not dare to stop them.

Gu Muqing was lying on the bed wearing a loose white cotton shirt and covered with a thin quilt. Wu Luo's footsteps woke her up. When she got up, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "It's so late, you..."

Gu Muqing was a little nervous. Although the two of them regained their love in their previous life, Gu Muqing was not ready for the last step. Seeing Wu Luo going upstairs in the middle of the night, Gu Muqing subconsciously felt a little stiff.

Wu Luo showed a bitter smile and sat down beside her: "It's nothing, I just want to come and see you."

Gu Muqing also saw that his expression was strange. He sat up and gently pressed his slender and soft plain hands on his temples and slowly rubbed them.

Wu Luo silently closed his eyes and sniffed deeply. Gu Muqing's familiar body fragrance penetrated into his nostrils. The breath seemed to have a warm ocean, which contained his painful heart and gently rippled around.

Gu Muqing felt distressed when he looked at him: "Let's take a break, are you so tired?"

Wu Luo nodded and lay down gently. Gu Muqing mustered up the courage, blushed, and placed his head on his thigh.

Wu Luo seemed to understand her thoughts very well, and she was pillowing with the lush and gentleness of her pillow, but she did not make any further moves. She just hugged her slender waist with her hands and closed her eyes with satisfaction. The painful expression on her face also melted like the ice and snow in the sun.
Chapter completed!