When the words fell, it attracted a stare from the ink dye, accompanied by the girl's soft and annoyed voice.

"Phoenix Evil!"

"Something?" The man's voice was faint, and he raised his phoenix eyes lightly to glance at her, but his thin lips slightly hooked up a very light arc.

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, but instead thought about this sentence seriously, his black eyes suddenly lit up, and then he hugged Feng Xie's arm, his eyes flashed with anticipation, "I want to drink milk tea, can Ah Xie buy it for me?" ”

The soft and glutinous "Ah Evil" reached Feng Xie's ears, and he only felt extremely pleasant and exceptionally good.

Mo Dye was still talking, and his eyes were flowing like glass, like a child seeing a beloved toy.

"Oh yes, and mango mousse cake, tiramisu, black forest cake, ......"

After saying a large list of cake names, Mo Ran tilted his head and looked at Feng Xie who did not respond in the slightest.

Feng Xie's narrow eyes looked at her quietly, his eyes were very pale and he neither agreed nor said yes.

The ink-dyed pink lips pursed slightly, the delicate little face gradually became expressionless, and the cheeks puffed out with some anger.

Raising his eyelashes, he looked at Feng Xie faintly, his tone was as indifferent as a breeze, but with a fierce aura, anyway, he was fierce and fierce.

"Ah Xie doesn't dislike me for eating too much, so he won't buy it for me? Is that so? ”

Feng Xie looked at the expressionless little girl and said soft words with a little anger, feeling ...... It's very cute.

The corners of Feng Xie's lips curled slightly, and he took the hand of the dissatisfied little girl with "Don't bother me if I'm not happy, bother me, you will die if you bother me".

A faint magnetic voice sounded on the ink dye's head: "No, if you like to buy it and give it to you." ”

The ink-dyed little girl puffed out her cheeks, turned her head and said to the man seriously, "Then why don't you go yet?" ”

Feng Xie: "...... Together. ”

Mo Ran didn't think about it, so he shook his little head and refused, "Don't, it's so tiring to walk." ”

The girl's eyes were very sincere, and she looked at him innocently, as if she was saying something very correct and positive.

Feng Xie pursed his lips and looked at her quietly for a few seconds, then suddenly bent over and hugged the ink dye by his waist.

The moment he took off, the ink dye subconsciously wrapped around the man's neck, and there was still a trace of surprise in his watery eyes, but it was more satisfied and pleasant.

Hmm, the villain boss is so good, let's do it.

I like it.

The girl stretches her face, her lips bent shallowly.

At the same time, the power to control time seemed to dissipate, and the pedestrians on the road passed by one after another, and some looked at the handsome men and women hugging each other with envy, showing a motherly smile.

"Is that okay?" The man lowered his eyes faintly and glanced at her.

Mo Ran blinked, nodded obediently, and then found a very comfortable position in Feng Xie's arms to lean on.

The ink-dyed little head leaned against Feng Xie's chest, and there was a steady and powerful heartbeat in his ears, just like Feng Xie, very indifferent and steady.

The faint dark fragrance on the man's body came into his nose, it smelled very good, and he suddenly bent his eyes, and suddenly felt that she was probably relying on this man because of the green smoke from his ancestral tomb for eight lifetimes, and I don't know if his ancestor would crawl out of the coffin in the middle of the night to thank her, after all, she received a blackened boss, a man who rebelled against the sky.

"What's that secret? You haven't said it yet. Feng Xie suddenly spoke, his deep voice with a faint magnetism, very good-looking.

The long eyelashes drooped slightly and glanced at her lightly, but the delicate and handsome eyebrows and eyes revealed an incomparable seriousness, and she seemed to care very much.