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Feng Hairan signaled Xiao Rong with his eyes.
Xiao Rong turned around and looked puzzled.
Meeting Xiao Moqing¡¯s eyes, Xiao Rong¡¯s hair stood on end instantly, feeling that something was not right.
She is a member of the Xiao family and knows some unknown things.
She quietly glanced at Xiao Moqing again.
Those dark pupils seemed to be soaked in the cold winter ice water. They were cool and cold, but seemed to be shrouded in mist, making it difficult for people to peek into the true emotions inside.
He was sitting alone on a chair, feeling a bit lonely.
Song Chujiu was concentrating on debugging Xiao Rong and did not notice anything strange about Xiao Moqing.
Xiao Rong pushed her gently, "The ninth day of the lunar month."
Song Chujiu raised his head in surprise, "What's wrong?"
"Look at my brotheris there something wrong?"
Song Chujiu then looked at Xiao Moqing, and then his eyebrows frowned slightly.
She handed the bow to Xiao Rong and walked to Xiao Moqing's side.
"Xiao Moqing, what's wrong with you?"
Xiao Moqing's eyes were attracted by her.
Not far away, Xiao Rong and Feng Hairan both breathed a sigh of relief.
This chilling feeling of being stared at by a ghost is really terrifying.
"It's nothing," Xiao Mo said calmly.
Song Chujiu held his hand, but found that his hand was cold.
Thinking that Xiao Moqing had just flown back and followed her out without much rest, Song Chujiu's eyes showed a bit of worry.
She reached out and touched his forehead, trying to make sure he wasn't sick because of a cold.
Looking at the woman's slightly worried eyes, Xiao Moqing's black eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her waist.
Song Chujiu was unprepared and sat on the man's lap.
Xiao Moqing took advantage of the situation and took her into his arms.
The eyes of Xiao Rong and others looked straight towards this side.
Except for Shen Yebai, who had always been calm, there was no major emotional change after seeing it. Feng Hairan and Xiao Rong both showed shocked expressions.
The more noble your status is, the more restrictions and rules you have on your body. Even when you eat and drink, you have to stay elegant.
¡°Having a woman sit on his lap in a public place can be regarded as ¡°immoral¡± for a person of Xiao Moqing¡¯s status.
¡°Although, here are all Chujiu¡¯s good friends and there are no outsiders, but even so, it is still inevitable that people will look at them
Because people with Xiao Moqing¡¯s personality would not do such dog-treating behavior under normal circumstances.
Song Chujiu was slightly startled. After catching a glimpse of the indescribable expressions on the faces of Xiao Rong and Feng Hairan, his cheeks felt a little warm.
She pushed him gently and stood up.
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected in the man's eyes, making his eyes look particularly cold.
His arms were as steady as a rock, with no intention of letting go of her.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her, his deep voice was cold and pleasant.
"The ninth day of the lunar month." The man's handsome face was shrouded in shadows under the light, and the aura around him exuded a bit of oppression for no reason.
He looked directly into her eyes and said lightly: "I want to kiss you."
Before Song Chujiu could react, the man had already lifted her small and delicate chin, and covered it heavily with his thin lips.
Song Chujiu¡¯s breath was swallowed up instantly, and the back of her head was tightly held, not allowing her to escape in the slightest.
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