Chapter 380: This Overlord's Painting Style Is Wrong (12)

The teenager ......

Just playing a side ball in public and secretly seducing her, it's not necessary.

Turning his head slightly, Mo Bai looked at Mo Jiuhua, his eyes, which had been faint, were floating inexplicably at this moment......

There are also grievances.

- As if begging for comfort.

The red lips raised again, Mo Jiuhua raised his hand like a confidant big sister, raised his hand to move his body a little forward, and the other hand reached behind his back and gently helped him smooth out.

"Slow down...... Xiaobai. ”

The light of the inky white eyes like stars floating on her body was fixed on her, revealing an inexplicable stupidity in the coldness.

Little White ......

This is the title that everyone usually calls him.

But why did it come out of her lips and make him feel ...... How you can't put it into words?

Although he can't say, he can be sure that he ...... I like it a little bit......

Cough.

Probably because Fang had been coughing for a long time, the pink halo on the ink white face seemed to have deepened a little.

At this time, Leng Ran, who had been staring at this side, looked at Mo Jiuhua's movements, his brows suddenly furrowed, his eyes crossed with deep displeasure, and his face became bad.

Mo Jiu is not to that Mo Bai......

No way!

It is estimated that Mo Jiu only took care of Mo Bai because of his father's acquaintance with Mo Jiang.

After all, as far as he knew, before tonight's banquet, Mo Jiu and Mo Bai didn't seem to have even met each other, so it was impossible for them.

However, being stimulated by this, he coldly picked up his wine glass, raised his head and drank the last sip of wine, his eyes full of heavy determination.

Mo Jiu, the eldest lady, he must take it!

At the same time, Qu Ling shrank in an inconspicuous corner, biting her lip and staring in the direction of Mo Jiuhua's inky white.

I just think how can this Miss Mo be like this?

I'm going to rob myself of my husband, and I actually hook up with the son of the Mo Group......

Sure enough, these eldest ladies who were born to be high are all spoiled, and they are too unclean to get better.

With her eyes wandering, Qu Ling looked at Leng Ran not far away, and a touch of bitterness crossed her heart.

But did you see that? This is the woman you chose......

Don't be fooled by her beauty......

Qu Ling's heart was gloomy and worried, and the hands stacked in front of her tightened uneasily.

Sensing the exploratory gaze behind him, Mo Jiuhua glanced back slightly with interest.

Noticing her strange appearance, her inky white eyes paused slightly, and she glanced back without a trace, then pursed her lips and raised her hand to cover her chest again.

"Ah Jiu, you can ...... Feed me some more water? ”

Mo Jiuhua looked at him again, hid the playfulness in his eyes, and smiled lightly, "Okay." ”

……

Twenty minutes passed quickly.

The ink white is also just the right "good".

When facing his father and Mo Qing again, he was still as calm as ever.

completely ignored the ridicule in Mo Jiang's eyes and the complexity on Mo Qing's face.

The banquet has finally begun.

As today's protagonist, a noble, elegant, beautiful, mysterious, and calm woman, with unhurried steps, holding Mo Qing's arm, the father and daughter appeared on the stage with a smile.

Looking at Miss Mo like this, some people who knew her well were even more shocked.

Is she acting, or is it real?

So...... Why is it a little confusing?!

From preparation to going on stage, from beginning to end, there was a focused gaze on the stage, fixed on that beautiful shadow.

It's just that......

His eyes moved slightly, and he swept over at a glance, and there was a look of surprise in those eyes.