Chapter 42: The back is more sore
"I'm afraid my waist will be more sore when I ride with you!" Feng Xiaoxiao pushed him away impatiently, then thought about it, and felt that there seemed to be some ambiguity in his words, and he felt a little embarrassed in his heart for a while, and couldn't help but take a few steps further away from the demon.
The corners of Mo Ziye's mouth hooked, and there was a little smile.
Well, this little girl looks as cold as iron, in fact, she is actually a little girl at heart, but a little more cunning and stubborn than the girls he has ever seen.
So, she's more interesting than the other women.
Dig slowly, and you should be able to dig up a steady stream of treasures from her.
In Yulin, there are indeed succulents on the ground, and there are not many tall succulent plants, but it is not nothing, they are all old piles, and Mo used to be a person who loves to raise flowers and grasses, so she learned a lot.
He's an environmentalist, and he's not used to polluting the environment.
If he came to Yulin, he should immediately pick the leaves and go back to the leaves to propagate and plant them at home.
Their relationship has always been very good, and they plan to get married at the age of thirty, but why?
Why did he suddenly appear that day and kill her?
Feng Xiaoxiao felt a faint pain in her heart every time she thought of this scene, and then looked at the man next to her now, with a similar face, which made her remember those memories she wanted to forget again and again.
She still wanted to stay away from this demon in her heart, because every time he approached, she would feel uneasy.
What she can't control, she doesn't like, but the man seems to know her very well, grasps her weakness, knows how to arouse her interest, and knows how to make her inseparable from him.
It's a terrible feeling.
"Thinking about men?" Feng Xiaoxiao walked all the way, meditating all the way, but he didn't want the people around him to approach suddenly.
This man has a high level of spirituality, and he can adjust his aura to a very weak level, and she is too weak now, even if she is very alert, she may not be able to feel his presence again and again.
What's more, she was still in a trance just now.
"It's none of your business." Feng Xiaoxiao turned around and threw herself into the camp of the Ayu brothers and sisters, but was quickly pulled back by Mo Ziye, "You don't really trust the two brothers and sisters so much, do you?" ”
Feng Xiaoxiao thought about it seriously: "It's quite trustworthy." ”
"Why?"
"Intuition."
"You don't feel like someone who trusts people intuitively."
"Sometimes it's good to be irrational." Feng Xiaoxiao sneered, left a roll of his eyes for him, and turned around to pull Ayu: "Ayu, do you like plants?" ”
Ayu nodded again and again: "The plants here are so cute." ”
"When you go back, pick some and put them in the soil to live."
"Really?" Ayu looked at Ajue, "Brother, let's take some back, shall we?" ”
"If it's done, it's okay." Ah Jue turned his head, glanced at Mo Ziye, and then at Feng Xiaoxiao: "Miss Ling, you are not here to participate in the spiritual conference, are you?" ”
"Brother Jue just call me Xiaoxiao." Feng Xiaoxiao waved his hand politely and looked at Ah Jue, "Why does Brother Jue think that we are not here to participate in the spiritual conference?" ”
Ah Jue laughed, revealing a row of neat teeth, sunny and confident, and Ah Yu was really a little similar: "Because Miss Ling, your cultivation is not enough, and the night boy who is with you, I think with his temperament, he should not bother to participate in this kind of grand event to make a name for himself, otherwise with his ability, he should at least be within the top ten spiritual cultivators in the Shenmu Continent." ”