Mu Qingluo turned his head to look at the isolated man, there were no waves in his eyes, as if everything in the world was incompatible with him.

"Okay."

He spoke lightly, low and elegant.

Such a he, in modern times, will amaze many people's time, but she thinks, those people do not include her.

She's just a mission to him.

Mu Qingluo was slightly distracted, and suddenly her center of gravity was unstable, and she didn't pay attention, but fell straight down.

There was the sound of the wind in her ears, and just when she thought she was finished, the warm hand that had been around her waist, and the warm breath passed through the thin clothes into her body.

Mu Qingluo was suddenly a little moved, but this emotion disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Because she heard Feng Mochen say—

"If it's so useless, I shouldn't believe you."

Mu Qingluo's face was slightly hideous, and his hand directly twisted his waist.

However, Feng Mochen didn't even blink his eyelids.

Look, look, is this still what people say?

[Host, admit it, did you just get excited?] 】

The system is not a big deal to see the excitement.

Mu Qingluo: "......"

'Hell, and you can peek into my heart.' ’

[Yes, the host, and it's clear.] 】

Mu Qingluo sneered and said to it indifferently.

I advise you to be kind, and believe it or not I have stripped all your parts. ’

[Host, I was wrong, I wish you a happy life. 】

Mu Qingluo sneered, and her family system was just that.

-

The two finally settled in an inn in Fengdu.

"Two rooms."

Feng Mochen said to the shopkeeper with an expressionless face.

The shopkeeper showed a look of embarrassment, "Two guest officers, there is only one room in the inn today, you see ......"

Mu Qingluo stepped forward and smiled at the shopkeeper, speaking softly.

"Why is there only one room? I see the lights on the street, is there anything good? ”

The shopkeeper looked at Mu Qingluo's delicate and beautiful face, he had never seen such a beautiful girl, and his attitude immediately became attentive.

"Girl, don't you know, tomorrow is the day when Wu Yanyang, the first beautiful martial artist in Fengdu, competes in martial arts to recruit relatives, everyone admires her, and many inns in Fengdu are already full."

Mu Qingluo's face was full of doubts, "How beautiful is this Wu Yanyang, there are so many people who want to be her husband." ”

"This ......" the shopkeeper's eyes fluttered left and right, "The little one is just an ordinary person, how could a character like Miss Wu have ever seen it." ”

"Okay, I won't embarrass you, one room at a time."

Mu Qingluo patted him on the shoulder to express comfort.

Feng Mochen didn't speak, he pursed his thin lips, and after hearing her compromise, his breath stagnated, and he looked a little uncomfortable.

The shopkeeper took the two of them to the room, and the only thing left was a good side room, the room was clean and odorless, and it was not too bad.

The shopkeeper took it and left.

Mu Qingluo found out that Feng Mochen had been sitting on the bench since he entered the room, his body was straight, he seemed to be a little stiff, and his thin eyelids were slightly drooping.

She approached Feng Mochen and bent down slightly, Feng Mochen could clearly see the playful smile in her eyes, and only heard her teasing: "What is Master nervous about?" ”

Mu Qingluo's breath was sprinkled in Feng Mochen's ears, and he only felt that the skin became rolling, and his eyes flashed slightly.

Mu Qingluo stopped teasing her, and the conversation changed.

"Master, let's go take a look tomorrow."

Feng Mochen naturally knew what she was talking about, "Why?" ”