"Young and young, my heart is full of love... Not seeing you for one day is like missing you for three months. Even if I don't go, I will never hear from you."

She only sang it once, and Mo Xuanyu memorized the poem.

He recited the poem softly, thought for a moment, looked up at Mu Lingyue,

Is she using this poem to express her longing for her elder brother?

Hong'er paddled the boat and approached the bridge. She looked around from time to time, and the paddle in her hand deviated from the direction. By the time she realized it, it was already too late.[

The boat hit the stone bridge, stirring up layers of waves like a drunken man staggering. Mu Lingyue lost her footing and fell into the water with Hong'er's exclamation.

There were too many people on the river, and she didn't dare to cast spells in public, so she could only watch as she fell into the water.

With a "pop" sound, the river water in late autumn was as cold as ice at night, and the chill was biting.

The river water poured into her mouth and nose, and she choked and coughed violently. When she opened her mouth, the cold water poured into her mouth again.

In the water, there was no way to perform Qinggong. She drank a few mouthfuls of water. Mu Lingyue's vision turned black. She felt that she was about to faint. At this time, a hand firmly grabbed her and she was struggling in the water.

With his body, he picked her up from the water, tapped the surface of the river with his toes, and flew her to the shore.

"Cough cough cough."

Mu Lingyue couldn't help coughing, and her clothes were completely soaked by the water.

The uneven curves were completely exposed. Seeing this, Mo Xuanyu's cheeks turned slightly red. He hurriedly took off his clothes and put them on for her. Her hands and body were cold. He secretly cast a spell to drive her away.

cold.

Her body warmed up little by little, and Mu Lingyue felt a little more comfortable. Mo Xuanyu held her half in his arms, and seeing that her complexion was getting better, he asked with concern, "Miss Lingyue, how do you feel?"

"

Mu Lingyue coughed twice and gasped slightly, "Mr. Mo, thank you, I have nothing to do anymore."

Mo Xuanyu nodded, but was still worried. He didn't let her go. No matter how many people were watching, he reached out and picked her up and held her in his arms.

Mu Lingyue looked at him in astonishment, feeling unbelievable that this was not something Mo Xuanyu would do.

She raised her head and stared at him blankly. Discussions gradually started to sound around her, but Mo Xuanyu seemed not to hear them at all, holding her calmly and calmly.

She was petite, and his clothes looked like opera robes on her body.

The faint fragrance on her clothes drifted into her nose with the wind. She looked up at him from time to time, and the scene in front of her seemed like she was dreaming.

In her heart, he was as high as a god and unapproachable.

But at this moment, they are so close.

She pressed her face against his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat. Perhaps the heartbeat frequencies of demons and mortals are different. "Master Mo, please let me down. I can walk by myself."

Her cheeks were slightly hot, and she was really embarrassed to be held by him like this in public.[

Mo Xuanyu glanced down at her, raised his eyebrows, and seemed not to believe her words, "Can you walk by yourself?"

Mu Lingyue nodded, "Well, let me down first."
Chapter completed!