Su Yunran lowered her eyebrows, and her voice was as clear as jade, "That woman, I used the Soul Scattering Technique on me, and I drugged her, but she is already dead." ”

Mo Qingchen's heart was filled with joy, and in his inky eyes, he was helpless to dissipate a little, and his arms tightened a little.

Ah Ran is explaining to him that no matter what, she is not hiding herself, which shows that Ah Ran is slowly accepting him, isn't it?

Su Yunran paused and continued: "She should be Yao Ziran's mysterious master, and there is an even more mysterious master behind her, as well as ······ She's not human. ”

Mo Qingchen squinted, his eyes were deep and sharp, "Not human?" ”

Su Yunran nodded, "She······ Just a puppet. ”

After speaking, Su Yunran sighed, closed his eyes, and his voice was full of helplessness, which was very complicated: "Qingchen, I can only tell you these things at present, and the rest, give me a while, perhaps, I will tell you all." ”

She couldn't see through Mo Qingchen, and she couldn't tell him about the master for the time being.

Also, she hasn't found out what happened back then, and there's no way to trust him completely.

The events of that year were so tragic that she didn't dare to make any mistakes.

Mo Qingchen stretched out his big bony hand and gently touched Su Yunran's head, his voice was full of pleasure and pampering, "It's okay." ”

"Ah Ran." Mo Qingchen stretched out his hand to pick up Su Yunran's chin, facing her clear eyes, his tone was serious and firm, and his voice was magnetic and beautiful.

"I'll wait for you."

Su Yunran's heart was complicated for a while, her nose was a little sour, she felt a little choked inexplicably, too many words were about to blurt out, or question, or cry, or confide, in the end, Su Yunran still suppressed all uncalm emotions, just nodded uncomfortably, and responded, "Hmm." ”

She wouldn't be too cold to him now, not just because of the strange feeling in her heart, but because he might be······

Mo Qingchen hugged Su Yunran into his arms and quietly sniffed the faint medicinal fragrance on her body.

Su Yun's white and tender little hands played with the white straps on the cloak, looking at the mysterious dark lines, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and the meaning of his clear eyes was unknown.

Mo Qingchen's gentle eyes were bright and deep, and his slender and good-looking hands gently caressed Su Yun's soft green silk, and his voice was magnetic and good: "Do you like it?" ”

Su Yunran didn't know why: "What? ”

"This cloak." Mo Qingchen raised his hand and tightened his cloak for Su Yun.

Su Yunran's white little hands paused slightly, and after a while, she nodded slowly, "This cloak is very good." ”

Mo Qingchen pursed his lips, and his deep eyes stared at Su Yunran tightly, stubborn and firm.

Su Yunran looked away uncomfortably, and after a long time, she saw that Mo Qingchen was still looking at her, so she had to say helplessly: "I like it." ”

Mo Qingchen smiled with satisfaction, and his eyes were bright.

"Then I'll make you a few more next time."

Su Yunran frowned slightly and refused: "Don't bother, I have my own cloak." ”

"The white one goes well with your clothes, this fox fur is also very good, very warm, and the snow brocade is very soft, and it is very comfortable to wear." Mo Qingchen said to himself, not paying attention to Su Yunran's words just now.

Su Yun pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Ah Ran." Mo Qingchen suddenly lowered his head and called softly.

"Huh?" Su Yunran raised his head slightly, and looked at Mo Qingchen's deep eyes.

"You like white clothes very much?" Mo Qingchen thought about her usual appearance, dressed in white, and unparalleled in style.

"Yes." Su Yunran nodded, his tone was very certain, "I like it very much." ”

Mo Qingchen nodded, thoughtful.

Su Yunran lowered his eyebrows and swept away the thoughts in his eyes.

"So ······" Mo Qingchen stretched out his hand and stroked Su Yunran's cheeks, his tone was a little casual, "What about the purple ones?" ”

"What?" Su Yunran frowned, with doubts.

"Nothing." Mo Qingchen nodded Su Yun's small nose, and smiled lightly, "You are too plain in your clothes, and your face is too pale, I think it will be better to make you a purple cloak." ”

Su Yun was stunned and asked, "Do you like purple?" ”

Mo Qingchen smiled, shook his head, and replied, "I like what you like." ”

Su Yunran pursed his lips and glanced at Mo Qingchen lightly, "You didn't answer what you asked." ”

Mo Qingchen chuckled and pinched Su Yunran's soft face, "Then do you like it?" ”

Su Yunran tilted his head and thought about it, and said, "Purple is okay, I like it too." ”

Mo Qingchen nodded, "Then I like it too." ”

Su Yunran tugged at Mo Qingchen's sleeve, a little angry.

Mo Qingchen touched Su Yunran's head as if soothingly, and hugged her tighter, "Why do you always wear white clothes?" ”

What's more, why do you wear white clothes like that Yan Gongzi?

Su Yunran leaned on Mo Qingchen's arms and replied: "When I was in the master's gate, I always wore white clothes, and over time, I got used to it. ”

Mo Qingchen's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "I'll ask someone to find the Ziling Fox and use its fox fur to make a cloak for you." ”

Then, he added, "Don't refuse." ”