[System: Need to view pet information?] 】

[A: Yes, as the owner, it is necessary for me to take a step closer to my own pet. 】

[B: No, pets also have privacy!] 】

…… Yes, that's not obvious.

[Pet Nickname: Painting Bang Dust (not modifiable)]

[Title to the master: Nancheng (can be automatically modified by the change of loyalty and spiritual pollution)]

[Loyalty: 100]

[Mental pollution: 10]

[Ability: Blacken]

[Attribute: Natural Black]

[Friendly reminder from the system: Don't make the pet sad and angry, otherwise it will increase the degree of mental pollution (blackening) and reduce loyalty, when the loyalty is below 20 pets no longer obey the owner's orders, loyalty is less than 10 pets will fight back, loyalty is 0 pets will leave the owner. The higher the degree of mental pollution, the more serious the blackening of the pet, you need to be careful not to take it badly. No matter how cute you are, it's a wolf after all~]

Hasn't he been spoiled by you? It's all because you hurt him, and his mental pollution level is already 10! And what's going on with that ability blackening?

[Friendly reminder: If you make him happy, there is a chance that loyalty and mental pollution will decrease.] 】

Even if you say so now, it won't reduce my resentment towards you! Mo Nancheng covered his face, knowing that she didn't want this pet anymore, not only did it have no effect at all, but she was simply making trouble for herself. Your sister's blackening, isn't it good to be an ordinary pet, and you're still crazy about playing blackening.

said to him half-perfunctorily with a sloppy look: "Well, it's just a broken sleeve." But don't say it in front of him, save him some face, or he will be angry. She was too lazy to explain so much to Natural Black, and he didn't understand when she said it.

"Who do you say will be annoyed and angry~" An elegant voice floated outside the door.

"It's not good, the dead who is easy to get annoyed and angry is here......" muttered to himself, and then turned his head to look at Yan Qianfan who was standing next to the embroidered curtain, his face was expressionless, and his tone was flattering, "I said that, I didn't say you." ”

I saw the cute thing tugging at her sleeve, like a little daughter-in-law, and muttered: "Nancheng, what you just said is obviously him." ”

it! Sell your teammates! No, it's a betrayal!

Yan Qianfan's eyes glanced at this casually, as if he was smiling. He shrank behind her again, though she couldn't hide his tall body.

Feed! What's it like to hide behind her? She still wants to hide behind him, so let's give her a pet with strong martial arts and loyal protection of the master! This kind of word is only blackened, and it will sell the owner's pet to have a hair! Is he a spy sent by the system king?

But this cute thing shouldn't be scared, but afraid of life, probably?

Hua Bangchen drilled out a head from behind Mo Nancheng, and after observing Yan Qianfan, he walked out from behind Mo Nancheng, and actually pointed his finger at Yan Qianfan and said innocently to Mo Nancheng: "Broken sleeve!" Seeing Yan Qianfan's eyes sank, he retracted behind Mo Nancheng.

Feed!!!! Didn't you stop talking about it!! You spy sent by the system to kill her!

[System: Poof.] 】

Xiaomao, he's really with you, right......

Yan Qianfan walked towards them step by step, unhurried, as if smiling, closing the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly ...... Knocked on her head.

Mo Nancheng covered his head, his eyes widened, and he was very puzzled: "Eh... Huh? Why is it me and not him who is fighting? ”

Yan Qianfan just sneered, as if Qinglian was about to open, turned the folding fan, and said in a faint tone, "You don't have to think about it to know that you told him." ”

"That's true, but ......" squinted his eyes, taking his eyes off him, a little weak.

The atmosphere suddenly became delicate, neither of them spoke, only the painting was unclear, pulling her sleeves and looking at Yan Qianfan, looking confused. When he looked at Yan Qianfan again, his eyes were full of smiles, and he didn't know why he was smiling.

It was a laugh she knew very well, and it was the kind of laugh he had every time he had played with her. Could it be that he wasn't angry just now, but was teasing her?

There's enough boring of this guy.

In the end, Yan Qianfan's words broke the silence: "Your breakfast is being made in the kitchen, you go to the main hall and wait first." ”

Answered, and suddenly remembered what happened before, "Well, what did you come to me early in the morning before?" ”

"Something was wrong with you yesterday, you went to rest before you even used dinner...... Speaking of this, Yan Qianfan glanced at the person in front of him, and said coldly, with a strange tone, "You really have a good husband, I came to see if you were uncomfortable early in the morning, it's really enviable." ”

Mo Nancheng is a little unhappy, the vinegar is really heavy, he is eating the vinegar of the peach blossom demon. He said angrily: "Then what are you doing here?" ”

Avoiding her sight, her face was dyed with a layer of peach for some reason, and the skin like snow was very good-looking, her eyes moved slightly, pretending to be arrogant, and she said in a clear voice: "No matter how you say that the lord is still your male pet in name, the husband is like this, and the lord has to be pretentious on the surface." ”

Suddenly looked disdainful: "You don't have to be pretentious." "If you like the peach blossom demon, just say it, pretend.

The movement of shaking the fan was stagnant for a long time, as if it was squeezing out from between his teeth, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Lord is willing, I want you to take care of it." ”

"Yes, yes, I don't care." Holding the painting standing behind her with one hand, Bangchen dragged him out, "Bangchen, let's eat." ”

But after a few steps, there was a commanding tone from a certain uncle.

"Stop me."

No matter how much the face of the male god is still given, after all, it is the object of her pursuit. Mo Nancheng stopped, turned his head to look at him with an impatient face, but was startled by his calm cold eyes, and said unnaturally: "What's the matter?" ”

Pursed his thin lips, and the corners of his lips hooked up a wry smile, very faint, like a cloud of smoke, "You have been weird since yesterday, and you are secretly unhappy by associating me with that undisciplined without permission...... Do you like him very much? ”

His heart trembled violently and contracted as if he were suffocating.

That look......

"I ......" stopped talking.

Why does this person look like he's going to disappear at any moment? Like a cloud of smoke, ethereal and uncertain, it will dissipate at any time, but it is real. I had always felt that if she let him go, she would not be able to find him.

Real but illusory, so hazy, like masturbation.

Why do you feel this way? Mo Nancheng didn't understand, but when he reacted, he had already reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

He was stunned, then quietly took her hand away, shrugged his shoulders and said meaninglessly, "Forget it, I didn't ask." Go and eat your food, lest you come out hungry and sick and come back to trouble me. Gently shaking the folding fan, taking lotus steps, he calmly opened the door and left without looking back.