Since that time when she learned that she no longer owed her favors, Mo Mo had accepted the material or extra help he had given him every time, and secretly planned to pay it back one by one in the future. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time the spirit bead, although she didn't say anything, Nangong Yan knew that since Mo Mo hadn't pushed it away in the dean's room just now, then it was accepted.

Now it seems that she owes herself more and more, and Nangong Yan's plan is to let her owe herself more, so much that she can't finish it, and in the end she can only make a promise.

Nangong Yan, who was thinking like this, didn't notice that his originally cold and hard face was getting softer and softer, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was getting higher and higher, and a chuckle overflowed without warning.

Mo Mo suddenly turned his head and looked at him slightly, forgetting all the words he wanted to say in an instant.

The face that was already handsome and indignant to the gods, the smile bloomed at this moment, like the sun god descending to earth, warm, soft, deep and narrow phoenix eyes like a whirlpool, a piece of softness, as if to suck people in.

Mo Mo lost his mind for a moment, and a spirit came to his senses, glaring at Nangong Yan with a slightly disgusted expression.

"What are you doing with nothing to laugh at so happily? Could it be that you are calculating something about me? ”

I have to say, Mo Mo genius, you are the truth.

Nangong Yan, who was still happy in his heart, was hit by her words, and his face suddenly became a little unnatural, and he put away the short-lived smile.

I can't help but slander the shrewdness of Momo.

Originally, Mo Mo was just talking so casually, but I didn't expect Nangong Yan to really look like a thief.

"I can't guess it, right?" Mo Mohu said suspiciously, looking Nangong Yan up and down with his eyes.

"How so? You know, I'm pretty much good for you, when did I calculate you? ”

Nangong Yan said with a slight slow expression.

"Oh? Yes, not for the best, but I'm going to my place soon, and you're following me all the way, aren't you going the same way? ”

Mo Mo didn't ask to the end, and suddenly changed the topic.

"Why, I finally helped you get a treasure, why don't you invite me to be a guest and have a meal?"

He originally deliberately followed Mo Mo, and since she wanted to say so, Nangong Yan would not break it.

Mo Mo was suddenly stunned when he heard this, and looked at Nangong Yan's expression with an unfathomable expression.

Nangong Yan was a little embarrassed to see her, so she pretended to be calm and said, "What, there is a problem?" ”

"No, of course not, I just think it's good to get this spirit bead, please have a meal, think about it is really worth it, okay! I've decided, I'm going to treat you to a meal tonight! ”

And it's made of bamboo, Mo Mo added in his heart.

Nangong Yan was choked by her words, and her expression turned red for a moment, feeling that this girl wanted to send herself away with a meal.

But the words were said by themselves, and they could only sigh helplessly in their hearts.

"Shouldn't I thank you for your hospitality?" Nangong Yan asked rhetorically.

"No, no, no......, it should be, it should be! Hey! Mo Mo smiled extremely flatteringly and waved his hand again and again.

When they returned to the garden, it was rare that Xu Ying and Jin Xi had not yet returned.

In order to cover up the existence of Xianfu and Xiaozhu, Momo had no choice but to go to the small kitchen next to the bungalow where Jin Xi lived and pretend to make dinner.

And Nangong Yan was arranged by her in her attic, and when Mo Mo felt that the time was about the same, she quickly brought out the meal made by Xiaozhu and returned to her attic.

As soon as he entered, Nangong Yan immediately stood up and looked at the tray in Mo Mo's hand with a slight brightness! Striding forward, he lowered his head slightly and sniffed the food deeply.

"It's very fragrant, did you really make it?" Nangong Yan asked lightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. (To be continued.) )