I haven't seen you overnight, and my status has risen so fast.
Is it really good to get along with the Zuo Guoshi of Long Wuguo?
Nightshade didn't dare to think about that anymore.
All the discordant pictures are crazy in the brain.
Mo Chengcheng is not in a hurry.
"Lord Wang, if you don't dislike it, let's have a meal here.
Maybe the craftsmanship is not as good as the chef of your Qilin Palace, so let's eat it. ” Even if it's an ex-boyfriend, she can treat it peacefully.
Because the conscience is clear.
It wasn't the breakup she proposed.
So, a group of four people sat at the dinner table and ate together.
Gong Er's eyes wandered through several people without a trace.
He knew that the wind gentleman's feelings for Xiao Baimao were definitely not love, but he was so good to her, what kind of scene was it in someone's eyes Four dishes and one soup.
Everyone has a bowl of white rice in front of them.
According to the level of Feng Junzi and Gong Er, there is no need to eat to maintain the necessary energy for survival.
It's just that in the world, you have to follow the customs.
Food does not bring people energy, but a sense of happiness.
Four people.
Only the wind gentleman eats the most relish.
One bowl is finished.
Very proactive.
"Little white hair, add me food."
"Okay" The silent city that asks for people is naturally to coax the gold owner to be happy.
Night God Wing sat there, not moving, not even taking off the mask.
Just looking at the table full of dishes that were eaten, the mood was mixed.
The last time she cooked for him, it was at his strong request.
Finally made a fried chicken wing, greasy fried chicken wings And this time, he actually made four dishes and one soup for this man, and he added rice so gently. really The atmosphere at the dinner table is getting more and more weird.
No one asked the ghost-faced man why he didn't eat it.
Gong Er's bowl of rice is over.
"I'm full, you go on."
He didn't want to pay attention to the strange atmosphere.
The Ghost-faced Man continues to work on the standard statue.
Mo Chengcheng's attitude towards his ex-boyfriend is naturally that it is none of his business, and he will not look back if he has broken up.
As if he hadn't seen the wings of the night god, the Wind Gentleman went straight to the city of silence.
"Little Baimao, when I go to Longwu Country in the future, you will also follow me."
Small white hair This doting-like appellation.
Wing Night's face looked at her expressionlessly.
Waiting for her answer.
I thought she would refute the title, but she thought about it very seriously.
Going to Longwu Kingdom, staying here is also quite sad, so Mo Chengcheng nodded, "Okay." ” "Just believe me, don't be afraid that I'll sell you."
Mo Qingcheng blinked his big black and white eyes, and deliberately said awkwardly, "I look so cute, you are willing to sell me" "Don't think I'm reluctant," the Wind Gentleman snorted.
Mo Qingcheng flattered with a dog's leg: "You sold me, who will be your footwasher?"
"Tsk" Feng Junzi smiled dotingly, "I didn't expect it, it's only been a few days, and it has become so dogleggy, wait for Uncle Ming'er, I'll train you well." ” "Thank you, uncle, for your advice."
Mo Chengcheng also smiled very playfully.
Between the two people, there is a complete tacit understanding back and forth, not so much a verbal swords, but a flirtatious scolding.
At least that's what it does in Night's Wing.
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He felt like there was nothing more to say.
No.
Maybe there's nothing to say in the first place.
I just wanted to see for myself.
Dejectedly, he stood up.
Staggered outside. aa2705221 t1706231537: