“……”

The warmth was away at the touch, and if it weren't for the lingering breath of that person on his lips, Qingshuang would have thought that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Subconsciously stroked his lip flap with his fingertips, and his white fingertips were as crisp and numb as an electric shock.

Recalling what Mo Xian had just done, Qingshuang's brain crashed instantly, and then his whole mind was a mess.

No matter how powerful Qingshuang is in the demon race, but in the relationship between men and women, he is an authentic and young little white.

Against Shang Moxian's series of rapid attacks, it is naturally impossible to resist.

"You ......"

"Does my sister like it?"

Mo Xian leaned forward, a beautiful and flawless face magnified in front of him, and his eyebrows were full of smiles, "Mo Xian likes it very much~"

“……”

Should she say she likes it? Still don't like it?

…… Wait, now it's a question of thinking about these!

"If my sister doesn't answer, I'll take my sister as a default."

Mo Xian continued to move forward, looking at the gradually enlarging face in front of him, Qingshuang quickly took a step back and widened the distance between them.

"You wait and let me take care of it."

Her mind is very messed up now, and she says too much wrong, how dare she answer his words again.

Seeing that Qingshuang's sanity gradually returned, Mo Xian sighed secretly, missing a great opportunity to completely settle the relationship!

But he was not discouraged, after all, his relationship with Shuang'er had taken a big step forward today, and it finally opened her eyes to the love between men and women.

Satisfied, he tightened his hand holding Qingshuang and pulled her forward.

When Mo Xian stopped talking, Qingshuang began to slowly brush up his thoughts.

How could her relationship with Mo Xian suddenly develop so closely?

Although she decided not to use Mo Xian anymore, their relationship should not be like this......

Like?

What is like?

Qingshuang's indifferent purple eyes reflected deep doubts and incomprehension, she had read the words of love between men and women in the world, and knew that it was the so-called like.

But for what Mo Xian said she liked, she seemed to be able to feel it, but she didn't quite understand it.

It's even less clear whether she herself has that kind of emotion called liking for Mo Xian.

Mo Xian was by her side every day, and she seemed to be just used to his presence.

Because no one has ever been with her all the time before, Qingshuang doesn't know if it will be the same if there is another person.

But for now, she does not reject his intimacy with her, and is willing to indulge him, and even has some indescribable touches in her heart.

Qingshuang itself is a permeable character, and he is not willing to drill the horns. Since Mo Xian said that she liked her, she didn't reject him, so everything went naturally.

Thinking clearly, Qingshuang's frowning brows slowly loosened, and a very shallow and faint smile overflowed from his lips.

looked down at the hand he was holding by Mo Xian, his bright eyes turned slightly, and he turned his tail finger to hook Mo Xian's finger with his tail finger.

Qingshuang's small movements, Mo Xian saw them all.

His eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and he squinted and smiled: "My sister is not well-behaved~"

"Why do you always like to call me sister?"

After Qingshuang repositioned Mo Xian, she felt more and more ashamed of this title.

Especially Mo Xian likes to call her like this all the time.

"If Shuang'er doesn't like it, then I'll change it."

The speed at which Mo Xian changed his words made Qingshuang stunned, and his delicate little face was quickly dyed with a delicate crimson.

Both her father and brother called her Shuang'er, but when she came out of Mo Xian's mouth, it seemed to be particularly nice.