Mo Chen took dye White's hand, and her movements were soft and gentle, as if she were a treasure,
"Shall I compensate Ranran?"
Seems to be aware that dyed white is a little unhappy, Mo Chen said with a little doting in his clear voice.
Dyed white, a pair of peach blossom eyes bent into a lovely crescent shape,
"OK."
Mo Chen chuckled, and his thin lips made a perfect arc.
"Ranran, you will like it."
Dyed white, curved lips,
Ah, the same people, the same demons who degenerate into the abyss of hell.
Feng Luo felt a little strange when he saw the mode of getting along with ranbai and Mochen.
Obviously, it looks like a sweet spoil like a couple, but you know, its host and this man met for the second time!
Moreover, its host and this Mo Chen looked at each other's eyes, which was very wrong.
It's just not right. It can't be said specifically.
Mo Chen's face was holding a touch of elegant and alienated smile, and the camouflage engraved in his bones kept him elegant. In the eyes of a pair of peach blossoms treated by demons, he looked at ran Bai with a strong spoil. But in the depths of my eyes, it is cold and thin.
In the same way, dyed white smile is really sweet. A pair of light and clear eyes seem to be washed with water. It is obviously a little Lori who is not familiar with the world. But the fundus was not half a silk moved.
Do you really know what love is, two people who are cold and sick?
Mo Chen opened the operating box beside her and revealed what was inside,
There are scalpels, anesthetics, suture needles, suture, vascular forceps and so on. Next to that, there is a small box.
Mo Chen slowly took out the red sandalwood box carved with black patterns and gently dyed white for him,
The voice is sentimental, like a lifetime of tenderness and love, like a treasure,
"Ranran, look."
Dyed white tilted her head and took over the box with a smile. The white fingertips of jade inadvertently crossed the palm of Mo Chen's hand.
Mo Chen felt that the palm of his hand seemed to be numb, and then took back his hand as if nothing had happened.
Dyed white gently sipped the delicate lips like cherry petals, and her delicate hand like jade slowly opened the box.
The eye is a delicate and beautiful blue eye.
No blood, no fear, even a little smile can be seen.
Dyed white lips bloom a sweet smile. It is clean and pure. Under the refraction of the sun, it is like a fallen angel. It is not stained with a trace of red dust and full of Fairy Spirit. The voice has the unique softness and tenderness of a girl,
"Ah Chen's gift, I like it very much."
A pair of clear and clear eyes, with a trace of surprise, turned into two lovely crescent moons. It seems that they really like this gift.
Seal off: "..."
My host's taste is so unique that I can't say anything.
Mo Chen's thin lips rose slightly, and a pair of demon governance's pupils focused on dyeing white. The tip of his eyebrows was light, with a bit of evil spirit and frivolity. The sound is clear and magnetic, very Su, very nice to hear,
"Ranran, just like it."
Dye Bai fondly plays with her blue eyes. Her sweet, soft and waxy voice is a pity,
"In fact, I want to see ah Chen's eyes."
A pair of moist and clear eyes stared at Mo Chen, dazzling like pure black gemstones, with undisguised appreciation,
Just the dark awn surging in the depths of the clear eyes, but it's not as simple as thinking.
Of course, Mo Chen heard a trace of dyed white, sighed faintly, and his low magnetic voice was helpless and spoiled,
"Little guy, in your eyes, I just want my eyes to look good, huh?"
The ending sound rises slightly, which makes it more attractive and tight.