Although Yuexiu was surprised, she no longer exclaimed as she did just now, and only stared blankly at the few incomparable men in front of her.

Lin Xiyao's eyes suddenly emitted a strange brilliance when they came into contact with the Demon Yan, and then stood up and trotted in front of the Demon Yan.

"Wow... So handsome, who is it? Did you come to me too? His sparkling eyes kept staring at the Demon Flame, causing the Demon Flame who had not reacted to it to be stunned for a short moment.

"Why don't you speak? If you're looking for me, let's go. Not only was she not afraid of him, but she took his arm like an old friend and was about to pull him away.

Yuexiu was stunned for a moment, she died, did the young lady figure out the situation? Prince Ping is the person she should be holding, why did she run to save the arm of the Demon King, the key is that she doesn't dare to remind her, you must know that the Demon King is not a good stubble, what should I do? She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, and secretly glanced at the reactions of several others, all of them were staring at their eyes and about to fall out, can they not be so fierce and vicious, her little heart can't stand it.

"Miss..."Yuexiu shouted weakly.

"What's wrong? Come on, let's go home. The joy in his tone made Yuexiu's little heart tremble even more.

Why did she think that Miss was killing herself? Miss, Miss, if you don't play like this, will Prince Ping be angry and affect the pond fish?

Mo Yan only reacted at this time, he looked at the hand holding his arm at this time, how many years had he been looking forward to such a close gesture? How many years have you been thinking about it? But it was achieved so inadvertently?

“… You want to come home with me? His voice trembled, and he didn't know if it was excitement or something else.

Lin Xiyao looked at him with big eyes, then reached out and touched his silver hair, and praised him sincerely: "It's really good-looking, is it a very old person?" How do you look at such fine skin and tender meat? ”

Tender meat with fine skin? Is that really the right word to describe him? The corners of Mo Yan's mouth twitched slightly, but he raised his eyes to look at Bei Mingchen, he was very bad at this time to know Bei Mingchen's inner monologue, it should be that the qi and blood were about to rush out of his brain, and he felt so comfortable at this moment.

"I'm just a little bigger."

"Huh? Was that hair born like this? I want it too, it's really good-looking, it's silvery, and it's really noble and elegant to look at. ”

"This... I probably can't help it..."It takes him to have the same painful experience as him to be as silver-haired as him, which makes him unable to do it.

Lin Xiyao looked very disappointed when she heard his words, and kept touching his hair with her hands, wishing that she could pluck it out for him and plant it on her head.

Yuexiu still didn't follow, and Lin Xiyao couldn't help but urge again, "Xiu'er, hurry up, why is it so slow, didn't you say you wanted to go home before." ”

Yuexiu walked to Lin Xiyao's side tremblingly, a few steps away from her felt like she had walked a few kilometers, and she was sweating profusely when she walked to Lin Xiyao's side.

"Miss... We should go back with Prince Ping... The Demon King is not something we should follow..."