Chapter 1209: Princess Yuewei asks to see

Mo Shen curled the corners of his lips slightly at Xiling Lan: "Do you mean this?" ”

As he spoke, his hand did not know how to easily fish in his sleeve pocket, and a palm-sized, fat, meaty, fluffy black-haired rabbit appeared in the palm of his hand.

The eyes were thin and small, almost covered by fur for seven or eight minutes, and they were lying in the palm of Mo Shen's hand obediently.

When he saw Xiling Lan, he immediately kicked his legs wildly, trying to break free from Mo Shen's palm.

Xiling Lan reflexively looked at Mo Shen.

Mo Shen smiled slightly, holding the rabbit in one hand, and the other white hand, gently combing the black rabbit's hair, the extreme contrast between black and white, his hands became more and more slender and beautiful.

"This is Lan'er's ///pet ///?" Mo Shen said, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at the rabbit in his hand with a smile.

The black-haired rabbit immediately shuddered and shrank into a ball, no longer daring to struggle, extremely obedient.

Xiling Lan also felt a chill in the back of her head, and silently lowered her head to order wax for the black-haired rabbit and Xiao Luo's doppelganger.

Seeing Mo Shen's smiling eyes fall on him, his whole body was cold, and he felt that he had been seen thoroughly from the inside out.

Immediately reflexive, three steps on the hind legs: "No, I have nothing to pick up and play with, if Dad likes it, take it to play for two days first, don't play to death!" ”

ps:

Whew, sure enough, my father is a big demon!

One look, the pressure is as great as a mountain! Who can resist it!

I'm sorry, Xiao Luo, your doppelganger was happily betrayed by me! Xiling Lan secretly repented in her heart.

The corners of Mo Shen's mouth raised, and he smiled slightly, "Very good." ”

Xiling Lan breathed a sigh of relief, so dangerous.

This cheap dad is terrible, this doppelganger given to him by Xiao Luo, although he did not open his mind, but it was not an ordinary mortal, and he was easily imprisoned.

Looking at his eyes and performance, he found something when he didn't keep it.

Well, we have to divert his attention quickly, or if this cheap dad finds out that he is not his daughter, but a wandering spirit from another world.

I'm afraid that I'm really going to become a wandering spirit.

This cheap dad looks handsome and fairy-like, but he exudes a terrifying aura all over his body, so it's better not to provoke him.

Thinking of this, Xiling Lan tried her best not to be too weak-hearted, and turned her head to face Chu Tianmu with a slightly uncomfortable expression.

After being stunned for a moment, he immediately remembered that after his spiritual body was brought back to the modern era by Xiao Luo, although Chu Tianmu performed well, he was actually deceived by Xiling Xing and had a reunion with Xiling Yan in Qingfeng Building.

What a capital offense!

Squinting his eyes, Xiling Lan smiled so hard that people felt a chill in their backs: "How does the tea in Qingfeng Lou taste?" ”

Chu Tianmu's eyes moved, and he was a little stunned.

Qi Ziyuan and the others present immediately looked at Chu Tianmu gloatingly, as if they wanted to see how he explained to Xiling Lan.

Before Chu Tianmu could speak, Ding Si came from outside the door to report: "Princess Yuewei asks to see--"

The people present looked at Chu Tianmu with a sigh.

Chu Tianmu, a calm person, was also unable to sit still under the eyes of several people, especially Xiling Lan's eyes.

With a cold face at the moment, he scolded unhappily: "I don't see!" ”

Ding Si naturally heard the annoyance in Chu Tianmu's words, touched his nose, and decided to make his words clear: "Princess Yuewei is under the mouth of His Majesty, and she came to visit the crown princess in the palace--"

Master, it's not that your subordinates don't give up, it's your father who got involved.

A flash of anger quickly flashed between Chu Tianmu's eyebrows: "So what? No, if you force it to stay, blast it out--" The tone was resolute, without any intention of turning around.