"Uncle Moyang?" Liuyu's voice couldn't help but raise by half a degree, is the legendary Uncle Moyang who can't see the head and the end of the dragon actually such a young man?

Mo Yang nodded slightly, which was a response.

Several college disciples hurriedly walked together to give a big salute, except for the junior sister, there was a huge gap in everyone's hearts, was it actually the senior uncle?

Only lightly happy, there is such a handsome uncle, and the life of the academy is not so difficult.

"This plot is really bloody, I said how can it be so easy, it turns out that there is still this trick waiting in the back!" Mo Yue couldn't help but complain to Mi'er: "Also, the male protagonist is called Moyang?" It's a shame that you think about it, Moyang Moyue, it's the name of my brother and sister at all, no matter how you look at it, it looks like taking advantage of me, and besides, the whole drama of uncle and nephew comes out, are you embarrassed? How does this pair? Ethics do not tolerate! ”

Mi'er replied unceremoniously: "Great God, you are a little self-inflicted, the male protagonist is called Mo Yang, the ink of ink and water, not a strange Mo, you are one of you and a fox, and you can't beat brothers and sisters with eight poles, okay?" "The rest of the words are not spoken, people and foxes are brothers and sisters, and it is others who suffer.

Mo Yue pouted, who wants to have a surname with him, it's better!

Mi'er was happy, he said, why is such a tall reincarnation circle set up such a simple task, it turned out to be waiting here, but this plot setting, there is really no one who is bloody, let the uncle and nephew fall in love, it is contrary to the norm, now it depends on how the great god matches!

Mo Yang seemed to feel that the little fox in his arms was a little restless, and stroked the fox's head with his big hand, smoothing it all the way from beginning to end.

The little fox Moyue was stiff, goosebumps fell to the ground, where had she been touched so intimately, but looking at the white-eyed wolf's smug look, she could only pretend not to care, unwilling to let the white-eyed wolf see the joke.

Mo Yue kept suggesting that this was not the ontology, this was not the ontology, he just touched the fox fur, it was okay, it was okay, but in his mind, there was still an ambiguous picture played back.

A young girl, lazily lying on the soft couch, undressed, skin as white as jade, elegant and perfect curves, exquisite, a slender white hand, down the girl's soft black hair, stroked her smooth back, and then continued to cover the waist that could not be grasped!

Move on、、、

Stop!

Moyue felt a little hot!

Damn Dengzi, dare to despise this girl and scratch you to death! Doing it physically, Mo Yue's fox paws scratched at the big hand like electricity.

But Mo Yang pinched the claws that had been unsheathed in time, and a touch of softness appeared on Junyi's face, and said: "Xiao Yue'er, I know that you are angry, but you ran away by yourself, you can't be angry at me, don't leave my sight in the future." ”

That tone, that look, where it seems to be to a pet, clearly like to 、、、, the closest lover.

This situation is a little weird!

The style of painting is wrong.,Shouldn't it be a handsome man and a beautiful woman? How did it become that the male protagonist looked at the fox in his hand with a low face (Gu Yay), and the female protagonist also looked at the fox in the male master's hand with grief and envy?

Also, what the hell is Xiao Yue'er?

There is a sharp blade in the sea of Mo Yue's knowledge that it is on the neck of Mi'er: "Tell me honestly, what else is there to hide from me?" ”

Mi'er's eyes were as wide as Erha, and the paws trembled on the blade: "The little wolf doesn't dare to deceive the great god, the essence collection of the reincarnation circle is random, and the corresponding protagonist is also random, I think it should be that this fox itself is called Xiao Yue'er, and he is not calling the nickname of the great god." ”