Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Mo Zishu turned around and went up the mountain again.

He also suffers from insomnia.

I wanted to say something and told Qiao Zhinuan myself, but maybe because I haven't said anything for a long time, I don't want to say some things now.

Mo Zishu silently despised himself in his heart.

"Hey, it's you!"

Mo Zishu held a flashlight in his hand and illuminated the road ahead, and found that there was also a flashlight shining towards him in front of him.

These two rays of light overlapped and overlapped in the dark night sky, and then a small figure jumped out from behind the big tree trunk, accompanied by such a crisp child's voice.

Mo Zishu looked over intently, and it turned out that this was the little girl he saw on the mountain during the day.

I don't know if it is fate, but within a few hours, I can see this little girl twice.

Xiao Linyan ran and jumped over and saw that Mo Zishu was still wearing such clothes, "Aren't you asleep yet?"

"Ah."

Mo Zishu talked less, Xiao Linyan talked more, and the two of them walked forward on the road with a flashlight each.

Xiao Linyan asked: "Are you suffering from insomnia too?"

"Ah."

"What a coincidence, I also suffer from insomnia," Xiao Linyan said. "When I am insomnia, I will come out for a walk. My master used to scare me by telling me that I can't come out at night because there is grandma wolf outside."

"Then why did you come out?" Mo Zishu said this was the longest sentence.

Xiao Linyan smiled, two small dimples were printed on her white and tender face, "Why can't I come out, I can see Grandma Wolf."

"You are not afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid?" Xiao Linyan seemed very puzzled. "You, like my master, think that I will be afraid, but why should I be afraid? I haven't seen Grandma Wolf yet. After seeing Grandma Wolf, I But tell him the story of Little Red Riding Hood and see if it's true."

Mo Zishu: "..."

How could there be such a strange little girl?
Mo Zishu said, "Then what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of anything."

"Are you afraid of the dark?"

"Not afraid."

Saying that, Xiao Linyan turned off the flashlight in his hand, and reached out to grab Mo Zishu's flashlight.

Mo Zishu was taken aback.

The girl's hand was very soft, and she leaned softly on his fingers. Although it was only a momentary touch, she left immediately.

Xiao Linyan also turned off Mo Zishu's flashlight.

Mo Zishu's hands still had the feeling of a little girl's soft fingers.

"Look, neither of us should turn on the flashlight, and I won't be afraid."

The light suddenly went out, and within a short period of time, neither of them could see the darkness in front of them very clearly.

"Can you see me?"

Xiao Linyan shook his arm towards Mo Zishu's eyes.

Only then did Mo Zishu slowly regain his sight, and his eyes fell on Xiao Linyan's small face, "I am not afraid of the dark, nor of wolves, nor of snakes, nor of thunder and lightning."

Mo Zishu was very surprised, "Are you a girl?"

You know, when he, Tianming, and Keke were in the kindergarten, Keke was a delicate girl who was afraid of the dark and snakes. Once a tall boy in the same class threatened her with a toy snake. She was so frightened that she cried, but it was Tianming who taught the boy a lesson and warned him, then Keke stopped crying.

But the little girl standing in front of him now said all the things that girls should be afraid of.

"I am," Xiao Linyan said, "My master said I was a girl."

Mo Zishu: "..."

After he was surprised, he got used to it. Perhaps, girls are divided into two types, one is the coquettish type like Coco, and the other is the fearless type in front of him.

No, there is another kind, that of Xiao Qiao.

Little Joe is the only one.

In his heart is also exclusive.

Xiao Linyan couldn't sleep either, so he followed Mo Zishu up the mountain, "Do you still want to go to the cliff we went to today?"

"Ah."

"Okay then, I'll be with you."

Mo Zishu was noncommittal.

Xiao Linyan continued to follow him, chattering endlessly, the journey was very quiet, only Xiao Linyan's voice was filled with the voice of a child.

"Today when I went home, the master even quarreled with me, saying that I didn't come over on time, and he wanted to beat my ass to bloom."

Mo Zishu paused, "Is your master prone to violence?"

"What is violent tendency?"

"It's just that we have to use force to solve it."

"Martial power?" Xiao Linyan thought for a while, "It should be there, my master is very strong in martial arts, and even taught me martial arts since childhood."

Mo Zishu stopped, turned around, looked around Xiao Linyan, and landed on her buttocks.

Xiao Linyan smiled, "What are you doing?"

"See if your ass has blossomed."

Fortunately, it was dark now, and the flashlight was not turned on, so Mo Zishu's cheeks were already a little red when he couldn't see it.

"Not at all." Xiao Linyan smiled happily, "Every time my master wants to beat me, I will cook first and tell him jokes. Lehe, you won’t hit me again.”

Looking at Xiao Linyan's appearance, Mo Zishu may indeed tell a joke, but it's just about cooking...

"How old are you, can you cook?"

"Of course," Xiao Linyan said, "and my master said the rice I cook is delicious, little monk, come and try my cooking sometime!"

Mo Zishu snorted softly, "It's not rare."

Xiao Linyan was not angry either.

After getting along with her master, the master is a strange old man, she can subdue this kind of eccentric person, and her mind is not usually cheerful and lively.

The two passed a gentle mountain road ahead, and finally came to the top of the mountain.

Xiao Linyan followed behind a little out of breath, and Mo Zishu took the initiative to reach out and hold her hand, "Come on, I'll pull you."

"Thank you, little monk!"

Xiao Linyan was very happy and put her little hand in Mo Zishu's.

Mo Zishu was taken aback for a moment.

Compared with the one just now, the inadvertent touch, the soft feeling now directly entered into the palm of his hand.

His palm was not too big, but he couldn't wrap Xiao Linyan in it.

Kobayashi's hands felt a little fleshy.

Mo Zishu thought to himself.

Fortunately, he was practicing martial arts with his brothers in the temple during this time, otherwise he would be a chubby little hand now.

Xiao Linyan was very happy, following Mo Zishu, she held his hand, bouncing around as if she had a backbone.