Lin Yi lowered her eyes slightly, and was about to speak, when suddenly her body was light, and then, there was a sound of water in her ears, and a wide towel wrapped her petite body, and then with the towel, she fell into Ji Qianmo's warm embrace.

Ji Qianmo hugged her and sat on the bed, because the hair of the two people was dry, so they couldn't sleep for a while, Lin Yi leaned on Ji Qianmo's chest, and Ji Qianmo held a towel in his hand to help her wipe the water droplets on her hair.

Lin Yi put his small hand on his heart and said softly: "Ji Qianmo, can you tell me the story of your army?" ”

"What do you call me?"

Ji Qianmo lowered his head slightly, looked at the little head leaning on his chest, and asked with some displeasure.

This little girl is really unconscious, they are husband and wife, how can she call herself by her full name and surname like this?

Lin Yi was slightly stunned, raised his little face, and said with a natural expression: "Ji Qianmo!" Isn't that what you told me, your name? ”

Ji Qianmo said with a blank face: "It's true that my name is Ji Qianmo, but this name is called by outsiders, you are my daughter-in-law, how can you also call this name?" ”

Lin Yi was stunned, and asked puzzledly: "What is Ji Qianmo's name?" Is it called a husband? Messire? “

Ji Qianmo smiled: "It's okay." ”

Lin Yi shook his head and said, "Don't, this is so old-fashioned." ”

Ji Qianmo was speechless, so many women call their men husbands and husbands, and she feels old-fashioned alone, but she is also convinced.

Ji Qianmo thought for a while and said, "It's called Molang." ”

Mo Lang?!

Lin Yi directly got goosebumps, raised his hands and surrendered: "I'm still called Xianggong." ”

"It's called Molang!"

Ji Qianmo repeated it again, he suddenly felt that husband and husband are indeed very old-fashioned, the husbands of all women in the world are husbands and husbands, and Lin Yi said before that if he marries a wife, she will marry another man, then she will call other men to be husbands or husbands, as soon as she thinks of this, Ji Qianmo is very repulsive to these two titles, but it is Mo Lang, which makes him feel more heartwarmed and makes him feel that he is the only one in her heart.

"Do you have to call it this?"

Lin Yi felt very distressed, as soon as the name sounded, it was full of a strong sour and rotten smell.

Ji Qianmo nodded, and said seductively: "If you call me Mo Lang, I will tell you the story of me in the army." ”

Lin Yi pondered his emotions for a moment and whispered, "Mo Lang." ”

Ji Qianmo suddenly felt that his mood was agitated, and his blood was rolling, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and after a while, he let go of her.

Lin Yi frowned and muttered in a low voice, "You lied to people, and you said that you would tell me a story if you called." ”

Ji Qianmo smiled: "I'll tell you now." ”

Next, Ji Qianmo began to tell her stories, the stories in the army were full of blood, and Lin Yi's big eyes sparkled when she heard it, as long as Ji Qianmo stopped a little, she dragged him and asked, "What happened later?" “

Unconsciously, it was late at night, and after Ji Qianmo finished telling a victory he fought at the age of sixteen, he reached out and stroked a strand of her long hair, and said, "Look, the hair is dry, let's not tell the story first, okay?" ”

Lin Yi was also a little sleepy, she reached out to cover her mouth and yawned, then nodded, like a kitten, slipped into the bed, and muttered, "Okay, let's sleep." ”