Naturally, it was not the first time that Mo Nancheng had seen Hua Xi Yan and laugh, but Mo Nancheng felt that such a lonely and peerless smile like a bright moon, no matter who it was, no matter how many times he watched it, he would be unconsciously attracted by that smile, and he could no longer take his eyes off it, so he sank, and he was out of control from then on.

It's as dangerous as a drug.

No, his murderous nature is much more dangerous than drugs.

Really. is obviously such a rebellious and unrestrained person, why can he give birth to such a good-looking face? Heaven is so unfair.

"North City. Help me change my clothes. Hua Xiyan's faint command interrupted all of Mo Nancheng's thoughts, and she came back to her senses, only to realize that she had been staring at that peerless face for a long time like a nymphomaniac, and the other party had already put away his smile and returned to his usual expressionless face.

Seeing that he ordered himself as a matter of course, the corners of Mo Nancheng's mouth twitched fiercely, and his face darkened directly: "Do you think I came to you early in the morning to wait for you to get up?" "So what kind of brain did I have just now, I was actually tempted by such a bad guy!

"Isn't it?" Hua Xiaoyan stared at her for a moment, and said as a matter of course.

Having said that, it is very rare that he did not force Mo Nancheng, but obediently put on his own clothes, and seemed to be in a good mood. However, from his rusty and lame dressing actions, it can be known that this goods are usually changed by his subordinates, and he rarely has the opportunity to dress himself.

"How is that possible! I'm here to get the antidote! Right! Antidote! "Because of this guy, she almost forgot what she was here for.

Hua Xiyan's action of dressing was paused, and the eyes that had always been as quiet as stagnant water finally had a trace of waves. Turning to look at her, he asked, "You decided to go with this seat?" The sound of the flat wave is faintly pleasant.

As if he was afraid that he would misunderstand something, Mo Nancheng hurriedly denied it and clarified: "No, I'm here to negotiate with you!" ”

"Not for you." Without waiting for Mo Nancheng to finish speaking, Hua Xiyan directly interrupted her words. Retract your gaze and continue to dress without hazing. Although his expression looked the same as just now, he could clearly feel that he was unhappy, and there was only one reason, and that was her.

Mo Nancheng tugged at his sleeve and said without giving up: "Let's discuss." ”

"Don't fight." Hua Xiaoyan shook off her hand, and didn't even bother to give her a look.

"No room for negotiation at all?" Mo Nancheng still didn't give up.

"Yes." Unexpectedly, the sect leader, who has always been the same, actually relented this time.

"What?" As soon as he heard him say yes, Mo Nancheng seemed to see the dawn of dawn, and his eyes lit up as soon as he rubbed the ground.

Looking at Mo Nancheng's blazing eyes full of hope, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said without hesitation: "Become a ...... with this seat"

"Don't! Absolutely not! Before he could finish speaking, Mo Nancheng hurriedly refused, took a few steps back, and shook his head like a rattle.

Hua Xiyan's face was slightly gloomy, he snorted coldly, said "Don't give it", and sat down in front of the dressing mirror and began to groom herself. The strength of the hand used to comb his hair made Mo Nancheng on the side feel a faint pain in his scalp when he saw it. It's his own hair, can't he be gentle?

Mo Nancheng pursed his lips and muttered, "Stingy!" ”

"Want to die?" Hua Xiaoyan turned around and glanced at her faintly, and said coolly.

"I don't want to." After speaking, Mo Nancheng looked a little aggrieved, lowered his head and muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Obviously, I just proposed to someone, and now I immediately turn my face and deny anyone." It's so fierce before I catch it now, if I get it, wouldn't I be going to commit domestic violence to me every day? No, it should be abused and sadistic. Fortunately, I was witty and didn't say yes......"

But Mo Nancheng underestimated the ear power of people who practiced martial arts, and Mo Nancheng's self-righteous muttering sound fell on Hua Xiyan's ears, but he could hear it clearly. He put down the comb in his hand, looked at her indifferently, and asked, "You mean, this seat is better to you, and you will marry this seat?" ”

The corners of Mo Nancheng's eyes twitched, and he covered his face and said, "You really have a problem with your comprehension ability." ”

He seemed to be concerned about this, his hair was no longer combed, and a pair of empty purple eyes stared at her: "If you marry this seat, this seat will be good to you." ”

"Listen to people, hey......" Mo Nancheng only felt powerless for a while.

"This seat will always be good to you. Good for you alone. Hua Xiyan ignored her and continued to seduce herself.

"Do you think I'll take your word for it?" Mo Nancheng rolled his eyes at him, as if he had endured his willfulness for a long time, and with the courage he borrowed from nowhere, he instantly complained out in anger, "The more you can't get it, the more you want to get it, and what you can't get is always the best." The Sect Leader, who has always been windy and rainy, finally met a woman who dared to refuse you, so naturally he tried hard to get it. Then I got it and didn't cherish it, so I discarded it at will. In the final analysis, it's not to satisfy your own cheap desire to conquer. ”

Unexpectedly, Hua Xiaoyan not only didn't get angry, but nodded very sincerely, and simply admitted: "Hmm." That's it. ”

"Is it really good to admit it without changing your face!" His overly frank attitude made Mo Nancheng angry. She stroked her forehead with a headache, and a sense of powerlessness swept through her body. But the figurine continued to comb her hair calmly, which made her even more unhappy.

"Don't comb it." After a while, an irritable voice suddenly sounded. With a crisp sound, the glass comb was thrown to the ground. Following the prestige, Hua Xiyan was frowning, staring at himself in the mirror, and his waterfall-like black hair was tossed by him.

is obviously an indigenous ancient, but in terms of self-care, she is even more wasteful than her, a modern person who has traveled through time, and she can't bear it.

Looking at the impatient playful words on his face, Mo Nancheng sighed, stepped forward, picked up the comb on the ground resignedly, went around behind him, gently pulled up a strand of his black hair, and slowly combed it without saying a word. Although the movements are not very skillful, they are much better than the flowers.

Hua Xiaoyan's delicate phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, enjoying her service like a cat, and seemed to be very satisfied with her move.

During the whole process, Hua Xiyan had been looking through the bronze mirror at the serious appearance of Mo Nancheng combing his hair in the bronze mirror, and he never looked away at all. No one noticed that the cold and waveless eyes that had come both ways revealed a hint of tenderness imperceptibly.

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