When the beloved woman resolves old accounts with him, it is inevitable that she will be a little overwhelmed.

"Say, it's not the end!"

Zi Qianmo has a strong attitude, and he must force Mo Yan out of the truth.

"Yes." The scheming Mo touched his nose slipperily.

A dog has his day.

There was also a day when he was forced to not get off the stage.

Zi Qianmo snorted coldly and said, "You deliberately led me to the headquarters of the Tianyan Chamber of Commerce, got a table of figures, and then tricked me?" ”

Mo Dayan tried to quibble: "I just miss you very much." ”

Ziqian Mo didn't appreciate it at all: "Aren't you all in Mochen Pavilion during the day, and we see each other every day?" ”

"How is that the same?"

Mo Yan immediately retorted, with a firm face, and said, "What I liked at first was you who were white dumplings. The one you see the most must also be you who are white dumplings. ”

Zi Qianmo was silent for three seconds.

It took a lot of effort to digest Mo Yan's words.

Like the juvenile Bai Ze in the out-of-body state of the yang god?

Not one, right?

"You're fine, right?" It took a long time for Zi Qianmo to hold back such a sentence.

"What do you mean?" Mo Yan looked confused****** sick?

What could be wrong with him?

He was all over his body, and everything was fine, and there was no problem. It's definitely okay to be her husband.

The corners of Zi Qianmo's eyes twitched: "You actually like white-haired dumplings?" ”

Mo Yan nodded in affirmation: "That's right." ”

Ziqian Mo fried his hair: "Do you like young/teeth?" ”

Mo Yan: "......"

Well, he finally understood what the problem was.

It seems like...... It's really a bit "wrong".

Zi Qianmo glared at him: "The white-haired dumpling is my juvenile demon form. The voices were all girls of seven or eight years old. ”

You are actually emotionally attached to a girl who is seven or eight years old?

What heart do you have in peace?

Are you a beast?

Zi Qianmo felt as if he had met Mo Yan on the first day, and suddenly discovered a terrible side of him that no one knew.

"I know."

Mo Yan responded very calmly, "So what, the voice is not accurate." The white-haired dumplings are demons, and the lifespan of demons is very long. In my heart, the white-haired dumplings are unique, and they are rare in this world to be good to me, regardless of the reason or return. Sometimes, the heart is just a momentary thing. ”

Zi Qianmo's heart beat faster by what he said.

But for his affection for the white-haired dumplings, he still feels very awkward.

"That can't be like this, anyway, it's weird."

"It doesn't matter if you think I'm weird, it's a pervert/pervert." Mo Yan stared at her deeply, "But this can't change, I like the fact that I like the white-haired dumplings, I like you, and I like Xiao Momo." ”

Calmly facing his heart, he has no fear!

As long as he can convince her and let her accept herself, she will be regarded as a pervert/pervert, and he will admit it!

Zi Qianmo: "......"

How can there be such a thick-skinned person.

Make up the face.

The corners of Mo Yan's perfect lips were raised slightly, and a pair of phoenix eyes were doting with a three-point smile and a seven-point doting: "Actually, I know more than that." You are Zi Qianmo, my little Momo, or the demon king Bai Ze, you need to borrow money from me to help the entire demon clan, as well as the demon elders and demons of the demon clan, survive the three calamities and nine tribulations descended by the Heavenly Dao. ”

His voice grew deeper and deeper, full of coaxing, like a demon's whisper, "Admit it, you can't live without me." And I just like you and am willing to be used by you. Well? ”