Day 2.

When Ren Jing walked out of the stunning building with disheveled clothes and ambiguous traces all over his body, he was immediately watched by countless good deeds.

"Yo, isn't this the prince of Ren Wang, what's the matter, you're also looking for the flower girl?"

"I really can't see it, everyone says that you are clean and self-conscious, and even the first beauty and the seventh lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion can't look down on it, it turns out that it has a unique taste, and I prefer the tone of the stunning building."

"Hahahaha."

Lewd laughter came and went.

Ren Jing was angry like a puffer fish on the spot, his lungs exploded, his face was red and white for a while, and he just wanted to leave quickly.

But the old bustard of the stunning building, still standing on the tall building, waving a handkerchief with a heavy smell of fat powder, actually shouted: "Lord Shizi, come back next time, give you a 20% discount." ”

Ren Jing stumbled, almost fell to the ground, and his face was even more ashamed, and he ran away as if he had escaped.

Behind him, the old bustard was still soliciting customers, treating Ren Jing as a living signboard.

"Our stunning building is good, look, even the prince of the king is lingering; The girl in our stunning building is great, the work is exquisite, and the prince enjoyed it all night and didn't leave; We are the best in the world, and the guest officers hurried in to take a look. ”

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Prime Minister's Office

When Zi Qianmo heard the news, she was dressing up in front of the mirror.

The girl in the mirror, with soft black hair, hangs down to her waist, and the end is lazily tied with a blue ribbon, and there is only an elegant lily of the valley flower on her temples, without superfluous carvings.

The cold and stunning face is born without any temperature, and the facial features are full of charm like a ghostly axe. The eyes are like stars, and the corners of the eyes are born with a touch of red, and you don't need to do any expression to seduce people.

Beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

This appearance is seven or eight points similar to her before her soul piercing, even if it is slightly worse by two or three points, it is not far behind. The title of the first beauty in Beilan Country is still deserved.

Listening to Mo Yan beside him, reporting Ren Jing's tragic situation, Zi Qianmo bowed slightly: "Very good." ”

The old bustard of the stunning building is quite business-minded, and he directly treats a cheap son as a free publicity.

It's quite relieving.

The original owner had a crush and a clear love for Ren Jing for so long, but Ren Jing didn't pay attention to it at all, and insulted him at every turn, but the original owner's gift was still accepted. While refusing with words, he gives hope with people's things. The original owner has been enduring it, but Ziqian Mo can't bear it.

What is a blessing?

She doesn't believe in this, if she suffers too much, she will become a soft egg and a coward!

She is the king of all demons.

But even though he felt very cool in his heart, Ziqian Mo still didn't show it at all. No way, she was paralyzed. Because I often sleep in the mountains, I sleep for thousands of years, and I don't speak or make expressions for thousands of years, and gradually, there is a little communication barrier.

The whole demon clan knows that the demon king is stuffy.

"Miss Seven, please use tea."

Mo Yan handed over a cup of fragrant Yunluo tea, and hawthorn was ordered in the tea, which was sweet and sour, which was her favorite taste.

Today's Miss Seven looks a little strange.

In the past, she was particularly concerned about Ren Shizi's affairs, but now she seems to be lacking in interest, and she doesn't bother to raise her eyelids. In the past, she loved to laugh and make trouble, arrogant and domineering, and made heaven and earth, but now she has been jumping on her face, expressionless, and quiet like a clear lotus.

Zi Qianmo took the teacup, put it to his lips, and took a sip, the fragrance on the tip of his tongue was sweet for a long time.

She couldn't help but glance at Mo Yan more, such a caring guard.