Chapter 135: The Evil River Romance 11
After listening to this, Qiao Ying found that the ancients were too fond of, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "Is it certain?" It's too absolute......"
Without waiting for Qiao Ying to finish speaking, Mo Qianmo interrupted Qiao Ying's words: "Listen to me, because Yue Lao will match his lover in the Evil River today, Ying'er, don't you believe it?"
"Don't believe it! I don't think it's certain, how can there be such an absolute thing in the world. Qiao Ying resolutely shook her head in disbelief, bit her lip, lowered her eyelashes, and said nothing more.
Mo Qianmo stared at Qiao Ying with a pair of purple eyes, and under the illumination of the light, there was a light purple: "Ying'er, then do you believe that I fell in love with you at first sight?" I was born a demon, because because of my eyes, my mother was abandoned by my father. ”
Qiao Ying was a little used to Mo Qianmo's big change, raised her head a little awkwardly, and also looked at Mo Qianmo: "Can you be normal, your eyes are very beautiful." It's not a demon, you have to believe in yourself. ”
"Hahaha!" Mo Qianmo smiled, he was relieved when he heard Qiao Ying's words, he also understood that in this life, in the next life, in the next life, no matter how long it was, no matter what life, he couldn't let go of this strange villain.
From the first meeting, he saw the whole process of Qiao Ying's murder with his own eyes, and he thought it was interesting at that time, and when he pulled her back from the face of death, he was thrilled.
Mo Qianmo's purple eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled evilly at Qiao Ying: "Since Ying'er doesn't believe it, then let's try it."
Then, as if by magic, she took out a wishing lamp out of nowhere, the shape of this lamp was like a flower with five petals of leaves open, and the heart of the flower was two words, Qiao Ying vaguely saw that it seemed to be "Yingmo", pink and red, surrounded by these two words.
Mo Qianmo handed it to Qiao Ying, and his smiling eyes were crooked, and they were about to narrow into a slit: "Ying'er, do you dare?"
Qiao Ying snatched it and snorted handsomely: "Why don't you dare, how can you put it."
"You wrote, 'I am willing to share weal and woe with you forever, not separated, except for the triple snow of your body, who in the world is worthy of red clothes'." Mo Qianmo leaned lazily against the tree, watching Qiao Ying write it down, according to the strokes Mo Qianmo saw, Qiao Ying did not write obediently according to her own words.
After finally finishing it, Qiao Ying lit the wishing lamp: "I'm going to put it!"
Mo Qianmo walked over, grabbed Qiao Ying with both hands, and stopped Qiao Ying from continuing: "Ying'er, what are you writing?" Did you see what I wrote, written behind your side, 'Spend your whole life, just to find the lost you, and wish to live forever with you'. ”
Qiao Ying was stunned for a moment: "How do you know that I didn't write you to read?"
"Because I have a heart-to-heart with Ying'er!" Mo Qianmo was half-serious, half-joking.
Qiao Ying only felt a chill, touched her arm, and goosebumps were full: "Don't call me Ying'er~~."
"How's it like to call the lady?" Mo Qianmo looked pensive, as if he was really thinking about this issue.
Qiao Ying decided to ignore it to the end, and just when she wanted to put the wishing lamp in the water, Mo Qianmo suddenly snatched it away: "You let me go of this, and I will let you go of this."
"You! Oh yes, don't go too far! Qiao Ying almost jumped up in anger.
wanted to scold, but was dumbfounded by Mo Qianmo's words, and was forced to swallow it in his stomach: "Ying'er, I just want to help you put the light, you help me put it, I'll help you put it, isn't it good, you make me very embarrassed like this, I still want to leave after putting the light, don't you even give me this wish?" How forbearant you are! ”
Grab the key words and see the highlights: just leave! When Qiao Ying heard this, she had to hold back the sullen breath in her heart: "Okay, no problem, Mo Ye, no problem."
Mo Qianmo raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Mo Ye? Interesting! ”