Chapter 463 Changing the name to Chang Mo
"Ajiu..."
Leaning on Chang Kong's heart, listening to his fast and sonorous heartbeat, Shijiu curled his red lips , closed his eyes, his voice was endearing.
"It's up to you."
He can call it whatever he wants.
As long as he is happy.
"Ajiu..."
Chang Kong hugged Shijiu tightly and called Shijiu affectionately.
"Yes."
Putting his head on the little monk's arm, he curled his red lips and responded in a clear voice.
The frightening anger in the little monk's body left just as quickly as it came.
For a long time, it was not clear why this hostility appeared, but it had disappeared.
"Ajiu, now that I have returned to the secular world, I think I need a secular name..."
Chang Kong closed his eyes tightly, feeling Shijiu's shallow breathing, and was filled with excitement. Face kissed her forehead lovingly and said seductively: "You said..."
"How about Chang Mo?"
"In the future, you call me Momo, Amo, Xiaomo..."
Chang Kong said, leaning his head on her forehead, his thin lips slightly raised, "Or continue to call me My little monk, everything is fine..."
"...Yeah."
This time, Shijiu's response was not as quick as before.
Instead, he waited for Chang Kong’s words for a long time before finally responding lightly.
For some reason, she felt sleepy.
She has been a little sleepy since she was hugged by the little monk and lying quietly on the cave.
"For a long time, my heart is pleased with you..."
Chang Kong... No!
Chang Mo stretched out his hand and gently traced the face that had been sleeping for a long time. There was visible joy and happiness in his expression.
This time, no one answered.
Chang Kong put his hand on his lower abdomen, where there was a spiritual spring suppressed by Jiujiu's blood.
Actually, he can still bear it if this spring is not suppressed.
This is the process, it may be a little uncomfortable...
Chang Mo thought, feeling more and more sleepy in his heart...
He didn't want to sleep, but he had to sleep because... it wasn't the time yet.
All of this is not the time yet. ......
"Your Highness, how are you?"
Somewhere in the demon world, in a magnificent palace, Mo Jing sat respectfully facing the bed tent. The figure handed over.
"This palace is fine."
A voice as hoarse as an old man's voice came from the bed tent.
Mo Jing frowned subconsciously when he heard it.
The last time His Highness drowned accidentally while taking a bath, he choked on the water and hurt his throat.
After that, for some unknown reason, I kept having a high fever, and even after several days of treatment, I still didn’t feel better.
Until...
"Mr. Xu, why is His Highness's voice still so hoarse?"
Mo Jing looked at Xu Pusheng who was sorting the medicine box not far from the bed, and asked sharply. .
He has investigated the Xu Pusheng in front of him.
Back then, he appeared beside the Fallen Angel Tokijiu.
Although he didn't know why His Highness brought him to the demon world, with his status, he was not qualified to ask His Highness about things.
“It’s normal to be hoarse after choking on water.”
Xu Pusheng raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Jing with a calm expression.
He didn't know him.
However, he seemed to know him.
After he was captured back to the demon world, he had been imprisoned in a dark dungeon.
Every day someone comes to bring him food from the human world...
Every day someone comes to check his pulse...
It seems that they are afraid that he will die in the dungeon. inside!
Until a few days ago…
This man suddenly appeared in the dungeon, and the first time he saw him, he called out his name.
After that...
The next morning, he was taken out of the dungeon and saw the sunlight that he had not seen for a long time...
The people asked him to come out, It was for him to treat a person.
They called the man...
Your Highness.
(End of this chapter)