Feng Yan's face was expressionless, but his attitude was extremely serious, his eyes stared at Mo Xi's cheeks, and he didn't even have the anger he deserved.

Mo Xi swallowed his saliva, feeling that he was much better than this man in interpersonal communication.

"I'm good-looking, right?"

Feng Yan's expression finally changed slightly, in fact, he only raised his eyebrows, "I'm studying something." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Are you so ugly that you freak out my bells. ”

Moxi: ......

Mo Xi felt that she didn't need to eat any more food, because she had a strange feeling of satiety, and she didn't say anything anymore, she looked at the good-looking man in front of her regretfully, stood up, and wanted to go back to the room to calm down.

"Where are you going?" the man immediately got up as well.

"I'm going to beautify. Mo Xi's footsteps did not pause at all, and walked towards the room upstairs.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that the man in black also followed, and even after she opened the door, he still didn't leave, but wanted to follow.

"Hey!", Moxi Qi Knot.

"My name is Feng Yan. The man's face was expressionless.

"What do I call you, why are you following up?"

"Never leave an inch"

......

"You're not afraid I'll be ugly?"

"Look at you a few more times, and if you get used to it, maybe you won't feel ugly. ”

Mo Xi rolled her eyes vigorously, Feng Yan didn't mean to joke at all, obviously he wasn't teasing her, and his actions also told her that he really wanted to be with her every inch.

Turning back to the room angrily, Mo Xi sat on the edge of the bed, and was about to lie down to rest, when Feng Yan followed again.

"She's so much prettier than you, she never ties her hair. The sudden words are always inexplicable, but Moxi understands it.

"Who is she?" Moxi was genuinely curious.

Feng Yan stopped talking, no matter how Mo Xi asked, he kept his mouth shut.

She looked at her hair that was still sparse on the day of the sacrifice, and suddenly felt very congested, spiritual power has the effect of purifying filth, when she was cultivating before, she used spiritual power to wash her whole body, but she still felt that this hair should be untied and washed well.

Well, this one endures.

Feng Yan looked at her and continued, "She never wears shoes either. ”

Mo Xi looked at her shoes, the small floral upper embroidered by A-Niang for her, the soles were also sewn out of stitches by stitches, soft and comfortable, she still remembered the intimate words that A-Niang said to her when she gave them.

She was immediately angry, "Is she still naked all the time!"

Feng Yan gave her a strange look, "Why are you so shameless." ”

Moxi was very weak, and lay down dejectedly, what should I do, I couldn't beat it before, but now I can't communicate at all.

As keen as she was, she had already discovered that something was wrong with Feng Yan, but thinking of the blood-red in his eyes when he was extremely angry before, she easily accepted him now.

She thought that the closure might not be a disease, but a kind of self-emotional closure.

Closing her eyes, Mo Xi was a little tired, but she didn't feel sleepy, she silently thought about the people and things she met after crossing over, thinking about the family of the Wu clan, thinking about the two women who must hate her to death now, thinking that she would be able to cultivate in the future, thinking that there were still people watching her......

Then she found that she seemed to be completely integrated here, because of the more than 20 years of life on the earth, she seemed to have no nostalgia, because at that time, she didn't even know what nostalgia was like.

Even the unreliable master said that he would see him again in the future, and she believed this.

Habitually touching the "floating dust hair" hanging on her neck, Moxi remembered that the master said that she was not a person on the earth, and she would eventually return to her original world, so this is her real home?

Originally, she thought that she would not fall asleep, but after thinking about it, she fell asleep in a daze, and then she had a dream: a girl dressed in white, with black hair fluttering and bare feet, stood in front of her and called softly: "Moxi." ”

Mo Xi sat up suddenly, gasping slightly, stunned for a while, and then rubbed her cheeks vigorously, she remembered that the girl in her dream had no face, just like the goddess statue of the Wu clan, flat.

She secretly cursed herself for being led astray by someone whose head might have been burned.

"You're awake," Seal's voice came.

Mo Xi was startled suddenly, and looked at the place where the voice came from, and almost jumped to his feet.

I saw Feng Yan lying beside her, and when she woke up, she didn't even move the place, but just turned her head around and asked.

"Why are you sleeping in my bed!"

"Because I won't leave you. Feng Yan said it very seriously, as if he was taking an oath.

Moxi bet that from Feng Yan's mouth, she heard "sweet words" that she had never heard in her two lifetimes combined, but it made her feel that she was not as good as going to Japan.

The next day of getting along made Mo Xi completely sure that there was a problem with Feng Yan's intelligence, but it was not the insanity caused by the burning of his head or the blow too much, but the lack of some thinking, including certain emotions, such as anger.

And Moxi is just the opposite, since coming to this world, Moxi feels that he has a lot of ideas, and his feelings are a lot richer, and he begins to know how to care about others, worry about others, understand the sophistication of people who have never considered before, and even have a lot of self-conjecture.

Mo Xi even suspected that she was not resurrecting her soul through a corpse, but fused with the soul of this body, after all, she had blurted out something that was not originally her.

Later, there was no such situation, she was completely autonomous, and then she gradually relaxed.

In her previous life, she didn't know what feelings were, and she was alone in her short life, but she didn't even know what it was like to be lonely.

In short, she loves the change in herself now, which gives her a sense of real existence, rather than being indifferent to life and death.

She asked Feng Yan to leave her room, Feng Yan refused very firmly, Mo Xi knew that this was non-negotiable, he was not in a hurry, he was not angry, he was calm and scary, but this kind of performance was even more fearful.

Later, at breakfast, Mo Xi asked Feng Yan to settle all her accounts, which did not touch his bottom line, so he easily agreed.

Mo Xi kept testing his bottom line, and finally came to the conclusion that as long as she didn't leave him, everything else was easy to say.

Mo Xi even found that the picture of losing her freedom that she originally envisioned, in addition to having one more follower, was completely worried about excess, and now she is sealed and does not express her opinion at all, wherever Mo Xi goes, he will follow.

Debt-free and light, Moxi swaggered out of the inn with a "personal bodyguard" under the eyes of the shopkeeper.