Chapter 233

He handed his hand to Mo Chen and then entered the car.

From a distance, handsome men and beautiful women whispered love words like lovers, and their beautiful appearance was very eye-catching.

Sitting in the car, I found that there was a hole in the sky.

Luxurious furnishings show the delicacy and pickiness of the owner everywhere.

Some exquisite food, with an operation box next to it.

Dyed white body is petite, a white sun hat blocks the delicate face, and the jeans and shirts are not stained with a trace of blood. He sat in the back.

Mo Chen's thin lips were slightly hooked, and the elegant smile on her face had not changed. There was a trace of interest in her deep eyes. Turn around and get into the car.

The driver in front saw that both of them got on the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rose with the wind. Don't stop at all.

The peach blossom eyes of Mo Chen demon Zhi were full of interest. The thick black eyelashes trembled slightly. The voice was deep and magnetic. It sounded particularly provocative,

"Little guy, I thought you had forgotten me..."

The magnificent white lips held a sweet and true smile, as clear as black gemstones, looking at Mo Chen's neck.

Once in this place, she left a trace with a dagger.

Unfortunately, it has disappeared now.

Intact.

"If you wish."

Mo Chen seemed to see ran Bai's eyes. The slender hand touched the intact part of his neck,

"Look, it's ready. Little guy, tell me your real name?"

The voice is low, full of magnetism, gentle and affectionate, with a trace of bewitchment.

Ran Bai tilted her head and looked at Mo Chen innocently with clear and ethereal eyes. It seemed that she didn't understand what Mo Chen said,

"Real name?"

Mo Chen stretched out her slender hand and gently rubbed Ran's white and delicate face like jade with her hot finger belly. Her voice was sentimental, like the most beautiful love words in the world,

"She's not you."

Ye Bai is not her.

Mo Chen could see at a glance that there was no smell of dyeing white on Ye Bai. There was no kind of cold, thin and dark.

Dyed white and slightly drooping eyes, the slender curled eyelashes cover the fleeting dark awn in the dark eyes.

"I'll be my man after I know my name."

She doesn't need to let useless people know her name.

That would be a waste.

Mo Chen's bony hand frivolously picked up the delicate and delicate white jaw, and kissed with a slightly cool and thin lip print. His voice was sentimental, like a lifetime of tenderness and love,

"Little guy, I belong to you, don't I?"

Mo Chen's kiss was as cold and thin as his people.

Dyed white lips bloom a sweet and true smile. It is clean and pure. It is like a fallen angel who doesn't know the world. Every word is very clear,

"Remember, my name is dyed white."

The peach blossom eyes of Mo Chen demon treatment looked at dye white attentively, and the pupil reflected the figure of dye white, as if the whole world was not as good as dye white.

"Ranran? That's nice."

Dyed white, crooked head, crystal clear eyes, moist luster, magnificent lips, with pure appreciation,

"Ah Chen's hands are very beautiful."

Bai Ying's soft slender jade hand touched Mo Chen's white slender hand and said meaningfully,

Let her want to collect and make unique works of art.

Mo Chen seemed to see the idea of dyeing white and spoiled her head, like a morbid smile on her miraculous face,

"No, in this case, I will never have a chance to hold Ranran."

Ran Bai tilted her head, and her clear and ethereal eyes looked innocently at Mo Chen, with a trace of loss in her tone,

"That's a pity."

I don't know. What's the pity?

Can't collect art? Or can't you have the best of both worlds?