"..." Mo Hanqing suddenly stopped walking forward. He turned his head with an ugly look on his face, looked at the innocent Ye Qiqi, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll say it again, I'm not your stronghold." Madam, don’t let me hear these four words again!”
"Oh..." Ye Qiqi looked at Mo Hanqing's fair and handsome face, and after a while, he asked tentatively: "Then what are you mine?? My little lover?? My little lady??"
“…”
Mo Hanqing's face instantly became even more ugly.
He turned around, took a deep breath, and his voice slowly floated out from between his teeth: "I'll say it again, you and me have nothing to do with each other."
After saying this, he continued to move forward.
"But… "
"Shut up."
"I want to say..."
"Shut up."
"Ahead is..."
"I asked you not to..." Mo Hanqing turned around and said a few words to Ye Qiqi with a livid face, then he felt his feet were empty and his body suddenly fell uncontrollably.
"I want to say that there is a cliff ahead..." Ye Qiqi muttered this in a low voice with some helplessness, then flew forward and quickly grabbed Mo Hanqing's sleeve with her small hands, intending to pull him up.
However…
She actually...
Can't pull him...
The weight of this guy was beyond her expectation! !
"Ah!!!" Ye Qiqi couldn't help but scream, a pair of thin arms tightly hugged Mo Hanqing's neck, and her short legs kicked hard in the air, trying to jump up with the help of Qinggong.
However, the weight of the two of them was too heavy. She tried Qinggong several times, but she still could not stop the two of them from falling.
Mo Hanqing couldn't help but frown when he heard Ye Qiqi's screams. He quickly pulled out the long sword from his waist, used his wrist to thrust the long sword hard into the cliff.
The two people who kept falling finally came to a halt in mid-air.
Ye Qiqi hung on Mo Hanqing's body, and Mo Hanqing held the long sword in one hand, and the two of them swayed in the air.
"Now... what should I do now??" Ye Qiqi lowered his head, glanced at the bottom of the mist-shrouded cliff, and asked Mo Hanqing in a weak voice.
"I don't know." Mo Hanqing glanced down and replied coldly.
"I don't know? Are we just hanging on like this all the time?" Ye Qiqi turned her head and looked at his handsome face close at hand and asked with a trembling voice.
"Won't."
"Won't you hang on like this forever??"
"Um."
"you sure??"
"Sure..." Mo Hanqing raised his head, looked at the long sword stuck in the cliff, smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "Because... my long sword can't hold it any longer..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qiqi heard the sound of the sword blade cutting through the stone and soil. With waves of soil falling off, the two of them fell towards the cliff again.
"Ah!!" Ye Qiqi screamed again.
There were echoes at the bottom of the empty cliff.
"Ouch..."
"Well… "
The pain she imagined did not come. On the contrary, Ye Qiqi felt like she was falling into a warm embrace.
She opened her eyes and found that she was held tightly in Mo Hanqing's arms, and the person beneath her had a painful look on his face.
"Young Master!?" Ye Qiqi was shocked and quickly got up from him.