Ling Luoyu was overjoyed in his heart: "Okay, ......"

"When I have time another day, the deity will take you to the zoo to pick one in person!!"

Ling Luoyu's smile froze suddenly, tearing his heart apart!!

Why do you want to change the day?!

She wants it right now, okay??

As if he had figured out her thoughts, Mo Xuanchen stepped forward quietly and lowered his eyes.

"What?? You want it now?! ”

Ling Luoyu's lips twitched slightly: "If you can have it now, of course it's the best......"

"If you want it now, I'll give it to you now......"

Mo Xuanchen pursed his lips ambiguously, and his voice revealed infinite charm.

And what's worse is that when she said "I'll give it to you now", somewhere in her body, it seemed to rub her body intentionally or unintentionally.

Ling Luoyu jumped up like a feather, with a disgusted little expression: "Mo ...... Young Lord!! ”

The word "Xuanchen" in the back swallowed it raw.

It's not a good time to blow your hair.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she sneered and stepped back.

"That...... Young master, I don't want it...... How can I be worthy of a flying beast with my small identity...... I'm just walking on my legs......"

"Don't want it??" Mo Xuanchen booed with a little regret.

"Don't do it!!"

"Okay......" Mo Xuanchen flicked his sleeves and continued to move forward: "When do you want it, when will you come to me!" Remember, I'm always ready to give you ......."

Ling Luoyu: "......"

Why does this sound so dirty?!

Is it her own ideological dirt, or is it the meaning of Mo Dayou's words, which is a bit dirty in itself?!

Inside the Vanilla Temple.

Terrace on the second floor.

Xiaoyu stood against the window, her fingertips combing her long hair.

Cicada made the bed behind her: "Miss, the bed is made, can you come and rest for a while?!" ”

"Hmm!"

In response, Xiaoyu had no intention of moving.

In the distance, Mo Xuanchen and Ling Luoyu walked one after the other, and their figures were gradually swallowed up by the green trees and grass.

"Cicadas!"

"Miss......"

"This Ah San...... Are you familiar?! ”

"Ah San?? Okay, right?! Cicada replied carefully: "Why did Miss suddenly ask about her??" ”

"How's she going?!"

"Ah San...... He is very clever, sleek, and has eyesight...... By the way, she is very good at rouge gouache used by women!! Since she came, the sisters in our vanilla hall have used her rouge gouache nine times out of ten!! ”

"Make rouge gouache!?" Xiaoyu was stunned.

"Yes, it's delicate!!"

Cicada took the rouge out of her sleeve and presented it with a smile.

"Miss, the rouge she made is pink and even to the touch, not greasy, very comfortable...... Of course, Miss, a naturally beautiful beauty like you doesn't need these rouges! ”

"Do rouge?!" Xiaoyu's mind didn't know if the rouge was good or not, her eyebrows frowned, and her eyes turned slightly: "Is it my delusion...... Not her?? ”

Cicada was stunned: "Who?!" ”

"It's okay!!"

Xiaoyu quietly handed the rouge back and waved her hand to signal the cicada to go down.

On the road in the distance, the figures of Mo Xuanchen and Ling Luoyu had completely disappeared.

"Could it be that I'm too nervous and overthinking?? That Ah San is just an ordinary human race, isn't she?? There are so many legends about her outside, but there are no legends about her being able to make rouge gouache?! Moreover...... The production of that rouge is very exquisite, and it can't be done without a certain amount of experience and inheritance...... Could it be that I'm really thinking too much?! ”