Chapter 2997

He gently rubbed the outline of each font with his fingertips and kept staring at the invitation.

Banquet

She invited him to the party for the first time.

What should I do?

Accept or reject.

Mo Liyan's action was slightly stiff. For a moment, he didn't know how to choose. Just because of an invitation, Jin Wang, who has always been decisive, hesitated to be like this.

Mind controlling Gu

Mo Liyan's eyes lit up slightly, because these three words fell into gray again, his left hand kept clenching, and his knuckles were white and blue.

I can't go.

Even he was not sure whether he could suppress his poisonous hair without revealing his flaws at the Palace Banquet in public.

So I can't go.

Can only refuse.

This cognition made Mo Liyan silent for a time. Looking at the direction of Zhaoyun Pavilion, he was absent-minded for a long time and was stunned all the time.

The light from the bottom of his eyes loomed, struggled, and finally sank into the dark.

Jin Wang carefully collected the invitation and put it in the dark box, such as valuing treasures, which called the outsider's name: "the seventh day of the seventh day."

Hearing the call, the seventh day came in at the first time, "master."

Mo Liyan's thin lips pursed a straight line, and the arc of his jaw was also stretched. Finally, he hung his eyes and said faintly: "refuse."

If he could, he even wanted to go to the post station to refuse.

But it's inconvenient and not good.

Deep winter snow, cold wind whistling.

The snow rustled down outside the window. The desolate and white halo hazed King Jin's expression. Only a faint glimpse could see the clear and cold side face. The long eyelashes covered his eyes. His expression looked a little lonely.

The seventh day was stunned.

The master would refuse

This is what the seventh day never thought of.

The seventh day is very clear about Mo Liyan's mind, master... I really like and love Miss Ling Bai very much.

Is the deepest joy.

But now I would refuse Miss Ling Bai's invitation? Gave up such a great opportunity to meet.

The seventh day hesitated, "master, you..."

He has heart controlling poison on him, and he even took it himself.

Mo Liyan didn't tell anyone about this, even Chu Qinghe didn't know.

Mo Liyan took the medicine to inhibit the breath of heart controlling Gu. As long as he didn't say, no one would notice.

Jin Wang closed his eyes, aggravated his tone, coldly repeated the two words, word by word: "refuse."

The seventh day did not dare to ask again, but nodded and retreated.

But before the seventh day, he hurried back to report: "master... Miss Ling Bai is coming!"

At that moment,

Mo Liyan completely stopped.

"Let... Her in."

This is mo Liyan can't refuse. The man took the initiative to find him, took the initiative

Jin Wang sat up a little nervous, his back was stiff and straight, and a pair of dark pupils subconsciously looked out of the window.

On the seventh day of junior high school, he knew it would be such an answer. He was not surprised. He went out and asked ran Bai to come in.

But in a quarter of an hour,

The young general in red looked light and lazy, mixed with an unspeakable evil spirit. Her purplish red lips spread a faint radian, so she came in and saw her young and tall figure leaning on the couch. She looked at him and walked over step by step, and he was also looking at her. The halo and snow jumped into his beautiful eyes, which was pure and bright.

you 're right.

It's clean.

At that moment, he and Mo Liyan were on the line of sight, which was the only feeling of dyeing white.

Is that funny?

A deep, cruel and resourceful Royal son gave her a clean feeling.

Not because Mo Liyan itself is like this, but... At that moment, Mo Liyan looked at the white eyes and the emotions contained.

To dye White's senses, he subconsciously remembered these two words.

Is clean without any impurities, any calculations, any benefits.

Pure clean.

Ranbai stared at those eyes and thought of his purpose. His pace stopped a little.

But it was only a moment, she pressed down all the strange emotions, as cold and light as ever.

"I heard that King Jin was assassinated and unconscious?" ran Bai went to Mo Liyan and looked at him with low eyes. The light in his eyes reflected the snow light, which reflected the meaning of smiling in an instant.

Mo Liyan's fingertips moved slightly and his face was slightly sideways. A pair of Ling's narrow Danfeng eyes were hidden under the long eyelashes. The eyelash tips were plated with a layer of shallow broken gold in the sun. He only listened to his flat tone, but his voice was slightly dumb: "I just woke up soon."

Dyed white nodded and couldn't tell whether he believed it or not. The girl general stared at the people on the soft couch for a few seconds and suddenly made a very unexpected behavior.

She leaned down and lowered her figure. The beautiful face that gradually became clear in front of her was a cold smile. Even in the sun, there was no temperature, but with such a thin and cool expression, her words seemed slightly warm.

The fragrance of rose flowers gradually approached, and Mo Liyan was stiff and motionless.

Dyed white one hand seemed to be very casual and put on King Jin's cold and beautiful shoulder line, while the other hand did not move and gently clasped Mo Liyan's white wrist. The fingertip seemed to be just on the pulse, and whispered with a smile: "after all, it's late winter. King Jin should pay attention to his body and be careful to be cool."

After two years, such closeness and embrace were gradually and clearly transmitted to the brain trapped in a short blank, which made the ink leave Yan's eyes. Even if he knew that dyeing White was for the purpose, he was still reluctant to push away and greedy for the temperature at the moment.

All these actions seemed like running water, leaving no trace, dyeing White did not stay too much, and soon straightened up slowly.

At that moment, Mo Liyan even had a greedy and selfish idea. He wanted to stretch out his hand to hold the girl general and imprison him in his arms. It seemed that she was his, at least at this time.

This is the instinctive strength and possessiveness in his natural character, but it was soon annihilated by this unspeakable joy and reason.

He remembered the night in Yizhou city two years ago, how resistant and tired he was of his hug.

So, you can't hold it.

She'll be sick, she'll hate him more.

Give him a little more time

In less than a year, maybe half a year,

He will completely avenge and overturn the case for the Lin family. At that time, he can openly like a person and be completely qualified to love a person.

At that time,

He paid her back with his life.

Ranbai said with a smile, not doubt, but affirmation: "King Jin has received the invitation."

So... Is it for this.

Mo Liyan took back the hand he wanted to lift and gave a low, um, sound.

"Why doesn't King Jin go to the party?" ranbai took a position and sat down lazily, holding a porcelain white jaw with one hand.

Mo Liyan was a little silent, his face was sideways, and his tone was flat. "It's inconvenient to heal."

If Mo Liyan doesn't want anyone to know that he takes heart controlling Gu, ranbai is the first.