In the room, Feng Jiuyou stood quietly.

She did not leave. The so-called disappearance was just hiding her aura and even her entire body.

But in Mo Jiu's eyes, she did leave.

Then, she saw a teardrop quietly slipping from the corner of Mo Jiu's eyes after venting her emotions.

Feng Jiuyou was also stunned. She watched Mo Jiu wipe away the tears on his face in a panic, and then his confused and unbelievable expression turned into strong anger, and a flash of confusion deep in his eyes.

"I didn't shed tears...I won't shed tears for her!" Mo Jiu roared forward, as if he had completely vented all his last emotions, and then his whole body was like a balloon that had been popped.

, the breath suddenly leaked out, and he stood there blankly for a while, then walked to the bed in a daze and lay back on the bed.

Feng Jiuyou looked at the scene in front of her, and something in her heart finally fell to the ground.

She walked slowly towards the bed. Even though Mo Jiu couldn't see her and couldn't hear any sound from her, her steps were still very light.

Feng Jiuyou walked to the bedside and looked down at Mo Jiu, who had an invisible tear stain at the corner of her eyes. The look in her eyes was unprecedentedly gentle.

Now, she finally recognizes her feelings.

Control comes from liking.

This young man who could easily cause her emotions to fluctuate caused ripples in her heart time and time again, and also stirred her heartstrings time and time again.

He is arrogant and domineering, coquettish and arrogant.

But he is also gentle and arrogant, but he is not good at expressing it.

Perhaps from the beginning, she was attracted by the boy, so she gradually developed a desire to possess and control him.

Until now, a drop of Mo Jiu's tear fell to the ground and also fell into her heart.

Let her understand...

It turned out that the young man was not without feelings for her.

Her desire for the boy was not pure.

Feng Jiuyou leaned over and kissed Mo Jiu's lips gently, absorbing all the anger, confusion, and a trace of inexplicable emotions he felt at the moment.

She knew that Mo Jiu had feelings for her, but she couldn't ask for his complicated love.

What she wants is that the boy's whole heart is filled with her, and there is no trace of anyone else.

Feng Jiuyou slowly stood up.

Her eyes became firm and cold.

From body to mind, from inside to outside.

She will definitely make the boy completely hers.

...

The next morning, Mo Jiu woke up directly.

He was so awake that it was a bit inexplicable. At this time in the past, even if Xiaoqing and the two came to call him, it would be difficult for him to wake up, but now he opened his eyes naturally.

Mo Jiu stood up, her red hair spread all over the bed.

He turned his head and looked out the window. The sky was slightly bright, but most of the sky was still dark and hazy, exuding the unique coolness of the night.

He raised his hand to touch his heart, feeling that his heart was beating extremely fast.

Is that what will happen today?

Mo Jiu couldn't help but think of this, as if she felt something somewhere.

This thought was really strange. He tilted his head and frowned. After pondering for a long time, he could not find the reason for this thought.

Maybe it was too early at the moment, Mo Jiu tried to get back to sleep to no avail. With nothing to do, he came to the closet and looked at the neatly stacked red clothes placed at the deepest part of the closet. He was confused.

took it out.

It wasn't until she got it in her hand that Mo Jiu seemed to wake up and looked at the dress in a daze.

"Why should I take it out..." Mo Jiu murmured in confusion.

But he kept looking at the red coat. In the end, he did not put it back in the closet. Instead, he took it to the mirror, held it in front of himself, and made some gestures.

Fits well.

Click.

At this moment, the door of the room suddenly opened with a soft sound. Mo Jiu turned around and saw two pairs of wonderful eyes.

"Master, you..." Xiao Qing was a little surprised, not only because Mo Jiu got up so early today, but also because of what he was doing now.

Mo Jiu didn't show any anger at being offended or disturbed, but opened her lips gently, and her voice seemed to be as cool as the dewdrops on the grass in the morning: "I want to try on this dress."

"Turn on the light for me."

Xiaobai activated the spirit bead installed on the roof, and the place suddenly became brighter.

Mo Jiu took this piece of clothing and walked behind the screen.

A faint sound reached Xiaoqing and Xiaobai's ears, making them blush involuntarily.

This time, the young master did not avoid them...

But why did the young master suddenly think of wearing this dress?

They vaguely remembered that when they first came to serve the young master and organized his wardrobe on their own initiative, they made him furious for the first time and almost beat them both out. At that time, he was holding that piece of clothing in his arms.

Hongyi said angrily, "This is something his father left for him. No one else is allowed to touch it." However, the movements of his hands were extremely gentle, as if he was protecting a treasure.

They knew that the young master's parents died young, which meant that this red coat was the only relic left to him by his father.

Now it looks more like the dress that the young master's father left for him to wear when he gets married when he grows up.

There is no need to say how important it is.

Just as Xiaoqing and Xiaobai were thinking about it, a flash of red suddenly fell into their peripheral vision, causing them to subconsciously look up and then just stay where they were.

His feet touch the sandalwood, his hands are red and bare.

Mo Jiu hadn't dressed up yet, and had only slightly arranged her long hair with her hands. The rich, fiery red hair fell down like a waterfall, swaying gently as he walked. And he didn't put any makeup on, but he still looked like

The eyebrows are lightly dyed, the red lips are slightly dotted, and the cheeks seem to be lightly swept with rouge, and the white is tinged with red. Looking down, it is the red dress. The style is not complicated, and there are no layers of layers, but when worn

His body was indescribably gorgeous, like a blooming peony, which made his temperament even more charming, like a man in a painting, a fairy in heaven.

"How is it?" Mo Jiu asked softly, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes. It was obvious that he was not used to such clothes or had no confidence in himself.

Hearing his inquiry, Xiaoqing and Xiaobai recovered from their shock, and then hurriedly said: "Master, you are so beautiful!" There was suppressed excitement in their words.

If it weren't for the fact that it was still only slightly bright now, they would have screamed.

Mo Jiu didn't believe it: "Really?"

He walked to the mirror, looked at himself in it, was stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It's really beautiful.

Suddenly, Mo Jiu felt as if her lips had touched something, her eyes widened slightly, with surprise and astonishment in her eyes.

Xiaoqing and Xiaobai didn't notice anything strange about him. They were excited for a long time, and then asked: "Is the young master planning to meet someone?"

Otherwise, why would I get up so early, and even put on such clothes, as if I was getting married?

Mo Jiu opened his lips. How should he explain to them that he got up so early on a whim and tried to put on this dress?

It all seemed like he was preparing in advance to meet someone.

Xiao Muxue.

Her figure suddenly appeared in Mo Jiu's mind, thinking about what Feng Jiuyou told him, "Xiao Muxue is back." Those inexplicable and whims seemed to have reasons.

Today...will he see Xiao Muxue?

Women always say that men's sixth sense is particularly effective, but Mo Jiu doesn't believe it at all.

But if Xiao Muxue really comes back today, then...

He wants to believe it.

"Master." Xiaoqing called out, and then she and Xiaobai came over together, looking a little excited, "Shall we help you put on makeup?"

The young master looks so good without makeup. What will he look like after putting on makeup?

Mo Jiu's eyes moved slightly, and she was about to agree, but when her words came to her lips, she changed to: "What kind of makeup should I put on? I'm not getting married."

Xiao Qing and the two wanted to try harder, but Mo Jiu's cold eyes glanced at them, so they had to give up the idea.

It’s a pity that it’s so hard to put makeup on such a young master...

Mo Jiu ignored the deep disappointment on their faces: "Now that I'm awake, why don't you make breakfast quickly?"

"OK."

Xiaoqing and the two left here.

Mo Jiu looked at herself in the mirror again, hesitated for a moment, and then sat in front of the mirror and combed her hair.
To be continued...