Extra chapter 182

Gong Jiu suddenly came close to him, a charming and gorgeous face magnified in front of the man and smiled: "you have been waiting so long for me to grow up. If I didn't speak, when would you wait? Ji Mengze, are you really an old man

Ji Mengze:

In fact, it's only three years, which is shorter than waiting for her to regain her wisdom.

Seven years, three more.

It's been ten years since nine children died.

Ji Mengze thought of his ten years of waiting and laughed.

Jiu'er is right. He has grown old in the ten years of waiting.

Especially watching her grow up in these three years, his mentality has slowly changed.

As if, just accompany her like this, looking at her, my heart will be very satisfied.

As long as jiu'er stays with him, he can accept that even if he can maintain the current relationship all his life.

Put down the hatred of jimengze, there is no need to paralyze yourself with the sinking of desire.

Finally, of course, there is no double cultivation.

Gong Jiu's suggestion was taken as a joke by Ji Mengze.

Even if he is rejected, Gong Jiu is not embarrassed, but only laughs at his pedantry, like an old man.

However, Gong Jiu jokingly mentioned it twice later, but it was still declined. Gong Jiu's expression gradually changed.

There is a chessboard on the table. Ji Mengze is playing chess with him.

At first, he wanted to teach Gong Jiu, but Gong Jiu felt bored and didn't want to learn.

He didn't force her. He only played chess with himself when he was bored occasionally.

With a little playful girl, she sat opposite the man.

Then she put out her hand and broke the game mercilessly.

Ji Mengze's brow suddenly twisted, "jiu'er, what are you doing?"

With a smile on the girl's face, the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes. "Ji Mengze, is it interesting to recall a dead person every day?"

Gong Jiu's smile made Ji Mengze lose his mind, but when he heard each other's words, his face suddenly changed and became very ugly. "What nonsense?"

"Do you know if I have any nonsense. In the past, she was the one sitting in my seat playing chess with you? "

Jimengze helplessly said: "what she, that was you before."

When Gong Jiu heard the words "before", his eyebrows and eyes suddenly became sharp, and he shouted, "that's not me! I am gong Jiu after rebirth, not Gong Jiu before! I have no memory between you, so I am not her! Ji Mengze, can you not always look at that woman through me? "

As he said, Gong Jiu pressed his hands on the chessboard, leaned over, and looked toward the man. "I'll ask you for the last time, Ji Mengze, do you want to double repair with me?"

Ji Mengze was absorbed by her sharp eyes. For a moment, he seemed to see the former nine children.

As soon as the idea came out, he suddenly understood something.

The former nine sons

Even he would subconsciously distinguish jiu'er from the former one. No wonder jiu'er would be so angry.

"Jiu'er, calm down. I was wrong before. I shouldn't always think about the past in front of you. But jiu'er, you really are her."

Gong Jiu got up slowly and sneered, "since I'm her, I'll double practice with you. Have you double repaired before? Look at you like this, you must have been double repaired. You are not a man who knows nothing. "

Ji Mengze frowned at her. "Jiu'er, don't make a fool of yourself."

"Nonsense? So now in your eyes, I'm just a girl who knows nothing?

Ji Mengze, since you can't accept me now, don't tell me later that you are my lover! "

Gong Jiu sneered and then turned into petal rain and floated out of the window. With the last angry cruel words, "you don't double repair with me, some men double repair with me!"

When Ji Mengze heard this, his face suddenly changed, "Gong Jiu! Gong Jiu, dare you! "

However, the man has gone far, and I don't know if he has paid attention to his warning.

Ji Mengze rubbed his forehead and fell back.

Before that, he really made a clear distinction between the current nine and the previous nine.

But just now, the angry appearance of jiu'er and the appearance of trying to pry into his thoughts are very similar to those of jiu'er before.

Maybe he was wrong.

Jiu'er's behavior, her dare to love and hate, and her little abacus in mind are all the same as before.

Only this time, nine son did not accompany him to experience that period of hard and dark years, so, there is a little more playfulness in the coquettish, and the character is more loving and hating.

Just because he is more and more alike, he can't control himself more and more. Looking at her eyes and eyebrows, he always thinks of the past.

A person has been thinking for a long time. At a certain moment, Ji Mengze seems to be at the top of his mind and suddenly becomes bright.He loves jiu'er, not that memory.

Old memories are gone, and they can create more beautiful new memories.

When jiu'er was there, he didn't cherish her. He always wanted to avenge Ji's family. He was trapped in the swamp of hatred and couldn't pull it out, so he ignored her efforts. Now, he almost repeated his mistakes.

No matter whether there is that memory or not, no matter whether there is that strong feeling, jiu'er is jiu'er!

That feeling is so strong that he can't forget it all his life, but now that jiu'er is by his side, why does he need to recall the past?

Even if jiu'er doesn't love him enough now, he can find a way to make her fall in love with himself again.

He can calculate step by step for the Ji's family. Can't he also calculate a little heart of the flower demon?

He has lived so long, and has thousands of years of Ji's family heritage. Such a simple truth can be seen through.

Ji mengzebo calculated Gong Jiu's direction and hurried past with the fastest speed.

After finding the location in a hotel, Ji Mengze was dazzled and stepped up.

He quickly found Gong Jiu's position and directly opened the door with witchcraft.

It's coming from inside

He looked up and saw a man and Gong Jiu entwined.

Ji Mengze felt a pain in his heart, and covered his chest with a sudden hand. His blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "jiu'er, he has withdrawn the illusion."

As soon as the voice fell, the picture of men and women's entanglement disappeared. Gong Jiu, dressed neatly, immediately stepped forward to hold him, his brow furrowed. "You spit blood? Why? See me with other men, so not happy?

Ji Mengze, are you happy because I hold this face to be happy with others, or because - "br >

Gong Jiu's words are not finished, suddenly" ah! " A cry of surprise.

The so-called lover, who always carries the elder's shelf, picked her up and carried her directly to the bed.

Ji Mengze's eyebrows and eyes contain a trace of evil spirit that Gong Jiu has never seen before, but they stare at her as if with infinite affection.

The man slowly peels the skirt on her body, with gentle eyes. "Jiu'er, I always calculate others. No one dares to calculate me, except you. Since jiu'er wants to double practice, I will satisfy you. "

……

The next day, when Ji Mengze woke up, the woman in her arms was gone.

Ji Mengze holds the forehead and laughs.

The older people were out of control last night.

Jiu'er is probably shy, so she sneaks away?

As he was wandering, he felt something and looked out of the window.

The petals of marzuela fluttered in, the petals scattered, and a woman with a red oil paper umbrella appeared in front of him.

The woman in a red Ru dress was looking at him, smiling coquettishly.

Ji Mengze stared at her as if he had been taken away by her. He didn't move for a long time.

Then, in the sour eyes, a drop of crystal tears fell from the end of the eyes, leaving a tear mark on the man's face.

A gust of wind blew in, and the bell that fell on the handle of the oil paper umbrella made a jingling sound, which was very beautiful.

However, no matter how beautiful it is, it is not as beautiful as a woman's voice.

"Young master, jiu'er is back."

……

Later, Ji Mengze asked Gong Jiu: Why did he think of everything at that time?

Gong Jiu covers his lips and opens a charming smile on his face. In his eyes, there is a lot of playfulness that was rarely seen in his life: childe is stupid, of course, because I imposed a ban. I thought childe would take the initiative to chase me once. Unfortunately, childe is still that childe, so I have to take the initiative.

Under the setting sun, Ji Mengze led the flower demon's hand to go far, with gentle eyebrows and eyes: it's my fault, and it will never be again.

His hands can't help tightening.

This time, when you hold your hand tight, you will never let it go again.

-- ah, young man, what a beautiful sunset!

Well, it's beautiful, but you're more beautiful.

Poof, you've gone bad.