Chapter 1879: Who is he?

"What's wrong?" Shen Jiuli was holding her to look at the stars, and keenly noticed her abnormality.
"You ... did you hear anything?" Ning Xuemo asked uncertainly.
Shen Jiuli looked at her: "What voice did you hear?"
"Xiao Nianmo's voice ..." Ning Xuemo answered smoothly.
Nianmo?
Shen Jiuli raised an eyebrow at her: "Who is he?"
He is your son after fifty thousand years!
Ning Xuemo wanted to say so, but couldn't.
She paused, and then listened to her ears, but could not hear any call, maybe she heard it by herself.
Ning Xuemo looked at God Jiuli, and a thought suddenly came to his mind. If he tried to tell the truth, what would he do?
However, even if you want to ask, you still have to ask around.
"Jiuli, do you think I have changed a lot recently?"
Shen Jiuli took a look at her: "It's almost like changing a person." After her body became larger, her temperament was also very different from the previous one. Shen Jiuli did not suspect that she was possessed by other people. The soul was several times, but the soul inside was indeed her own, not other lonely ghosts. What is even more weird is that he is still accustomed to her changed personality, as if she should have grown up, and he also likes her temperament after growing up.
When she was not growing up, although he had a different feeling for her, but only when she was a child, he would not have thoughts about her differently. She was poisoned by the drug, and he even wanted to use a special method to detoxify her by using half the skill, and he did not intend to use the most direct and simple method.
Until she was entangled in him as if she had changed her personality, his mentality changed rapidly at that moment ...
This is the night of last night, and this successfully unlocked her poison ...
He glanced at her next to her. She looked up at him with small faces, her eyes were watery, and her little face seemed to be stained with glow.
He didn't know what happened, he remembered how she looked like Cheng Huan under her last night, her throat suddenly tightened, her eyes gradually deepened.
Ning Xuemo didn't know he had been stared at by the 'evil wolf', holding his arm, and tried to go around the corner: "Then ... do you feel I'm mature?"
Shen Jiuli looked at her for a moment, her eyes darkened: "It is indeed more ... mature."
"Have you ever wondered what kind of possession I have?" Ning Xuemo finally asked with courage.
"Your body is your own soul." Shen Jiuli answered, looking at her eyes more unpredictably.
It turned out that he had already probed her soul, and it seemed that he did have doubts.
Ning Xuemo didn't know if he was relieved, or something else. When he looked up, he forgot that she was sitting in his arms. The two were very close. When she looked up, she just put her lips up.
Her red lips touched his thin lips ...
Her heartbeat missed, and she was about to lean back, a little further from him.
He pressed her head and kissed her lips strong.
"Woo ... I ..." She wanted to say something else, but with one mouth, his lips had begun to siege the city, making her heart beating like thunder and making a loud noise in her head ...
"Attentive." He spit out the words gently on her lips. The action was strong and gentle, making her unable to utter a word.
His movements can be regarded as calm and calm, but extremely powerful. The tip of her tongue opened her teeth, and she accurately searched for her tongue and forced it to dance with herself. There was no room for her to flinch.