The plot of Quick Wear is always wrong

16

This was indeed unexpected news. Empress Xiao raised her eyebrows and said nothing for a long time. Suddenly, there was a noise outside. She raised her head and heard Luo Hua shouting.

"It's going to rain. Hurry up and bring in those pots of flowers that the Empress has."

The rain came quickly and urgently, and it didn't take long for it to start falling, accompanied by lightning and thunder. Light and shadows flashed on the window, illuminating Xiao Luoer's eyes and eyebrows.

Empress Xiao raised her head, stared at her for a while, and suddenly laughed.

"So what do you want to do?"

The thunder outside made her voice a little soft. Xiao Luoer opened her mouth and murmured something.

"……I have no idea……"

After she finished speaking, her heart suddenly relaxed, as if all her strength had been drained away, and she fell to the ground, gasping for breath, her eyes panicking, as if she didn't know where to look.

Empress Xiao looked at her and suddenly remembered herself many years ago. It was also a rainy night like this, and she was just like her then...

She was a little upset and took out the Buddhist beads from under her pillow.

"Kill him."

She closed her eyes and said the same words as the man had said to her many years ago. Xiao Luoer, who was sitting on the ground, raised her head with a timid look in her eyes. She grabbed the velvet blanket on the ground and clenched it in her hands.

"...Kill him?"

The rain outside was getting heavier. Qi Xiu was lying on the bed, slightly turned sideways, and someone came up from behind.

"It should be snowing soon."

Yin Mochu said this and pulled the person into his arms. His arms were very warm, with the dry heat from the heater. There was no smell, but it made Qi Xiu feel at ease.

This is a habit that Yin Mochu has developed over the past few days. Before going to bed, he would stand by the heater until he was warmed up before coming over.

Qi Xiu moved his body to make himself more comfortable. As he moved, Yin Mochu also moved. The two of them were like conjoined twins, not even an inch apart.

The lights in the hall were blown out, and a bolt of lightning struck outside, shining a flash of light into the room, making it a little dazzling.

Qi Xiu frowned, turned over in Yin Mochu's arms, and buried his face in his chest.

A light laugh came from inside the bed curtains, and Yin Mochu kissed the top of his head, feeling very satisfied.

"My wife."

He suddenly shouted with a laugh in his tone, which made people feel itchy. Qi Xiu did not respond. Just as he closed his eyes, he heard him shout again.

"My wife."

This situation happened frequently, and Qi Xiu was almost used to it. Under the quilt, Yin Mochu's hands were around him, sliding down his back, and it was unclear where they stopped.

He couldn't see Yin Mochu's current appearance. If he saw it, he would probably be distracted. The person above his head drooped his eyes and his breathing became heavy.

Yin Mochu was eager to make a move. He raised his hand slightly and held it in the air, wanting to take advantage of the situation to get into a more secret place, but he didn't dare to do it. He didn't even dare to go down through his clothes.