Chapter 687

Night Mo Cheng's smile, Rao is that even his handmaid almost shakes. What virtue do you have? They are really clear. Every time they laugh like this, it's no good.

In the face of a pair of compassionate eyes, Tang Qing is very calm. Of course, she can only calm down. After all, her hands and feet are not in harmony, and she can't walk, and she can barely stand up. What can I do to stand up? He's not as tall as he is. As for speaking, let alone that. She doesn't want to be humiliated.

Therefore, if she doesn't speak or respond, she becomes a performance by herself.

At night, Mo Cheng looked down at her. There was no contempt in her eyes, only her strong interest.

A person can make so many moths in the case of losing her soul. She can toss, but it's all tossed to his heart. Thinking of the evil alchemist before, her eyes are dim.

He suddenly had a bold guess. Did the little fool know that the little younger martial brother of tiandaozong was him, or that she was just idle and uninteresting, and she just wanted someone to play with?

If the former, he will be her little playboy, he can tolerate, even accompany her to play; but if the latter, the thought of her teasing other people in other roles, the mood suddenly became uncomfortable.

"Little fool, long time no see."

Hearing the name, Tang Qing stared angrily.

What kind of ghost is the little fool? She has a name and surname. Dare not call her first name directly?

Night Mo Cheng ignored her angry eyes, but continued with a smile: "living in the magic palace can still be used to?"

Tang Qing clenched his teeth, and the secret way could not be compared with him. Otherwise, it would be his way. Since he called himself a little fool, she would be a fool!

At night, Mo Cheng is still talking about something. Tang Qing looks down and looks around. He sees the tea cup not far away from him. Suddenly, he reaches out and takes it tremblingly.

It's a pity that he gave such a good tea to a fool One hand was unsteady, and all the tea was spilled.

Night Mo Cheng is not too close to him, but if he dodges, I'm sorry that the little fool is so painstaking in throwing a cup of tea at him.

Because one sat and one stood, the tea did not spill on his face, but on his body. But Tang Qing did not expect that the position of the pour would be so embarrassing.

Looking at the water stains on the flowers, she suddenly felt a little upset.

"Well, why didn't I ask my maid to prepare a cup of boiling tea for me? It's a pity. "

System:

If it's really the most poisonous woman's heart, if the hot tea is poured down, even if he doesn't have it, he can feel a pain.

In the night, Mo Cheng felt only a warm and humid feeling. Although his position was embarrassed, this was the devil's palace. No one dared to look at him. No, those maids would all hang their heads.

So even though he was in a bit of a mess, he still looked.

"Why are you so careless? It's hot?"

Tang Qing looked at him with his face paralyzed, shook his head, and looked at the broken teacup. His eyes were afraid, as if he knew he had done something wrong and was afraid of being blamed.

"Yes Sorry, I Cup... You... You drink... "

Listen to this bumpy words, even she is self loathed, but it's just that she can't finish it, Leng is talking about the end, but she doesn't look like it.

But night Mo Cheng actually understood, in that way: "do you mean to pour me a cup of tea?"

Tang Qing nodded. Although his face was still expressionless, he was still scared in his eyes.

"I I'm sorry

Listening to her, I'm sorry, but night Mo Cheng laughs. He wants to see how the little fool looks.

"It doesn't matter. There's no need to apologize."

Listening to the voice of spring breeze, the fear in Tang Qing's eyes gradually subsided, but it was still a little restrained.

The clothes are dirty, so he should go back to replace them. But he didn't leave, but he dried them with his internal power. However, the clothes are drying. It's tea, but the tea stains are not easy to disappear.

Looking at the yellowish one, he always showed a good temper, and finally his face changed.

Tang Qing, however, looked at him as if he were watching a play. He still refused to leave. He simply pointed to his place, barely showing a naive look. "Dirty."

I don't know why, night Mo Cheng always thinks that there is something in her words, is it his dirty clothes or the part under the clothes that she dislikes dirty?

If she is really a fool, then he will not doubt anything, but now, any words she said are likely to be another meaning.

His eyes narrowed slightly. A moment later, he smiled, "it's just tea stains, not dirty." However, he refused to leave. Instead, he asked someone to move another chair.

Tang Qing's heart thumped to see what the guy was up to, but he was very attentive. He not only peeled the fruit for her to eat, but also kept talking.

"Does a little fool know about psychosis?"

Little fool is not really stupid, so she must have heard the word. At night, Mo Cheng looked at her straightly to see what was on her paralyzed face.

Tang Qing tried to chew the food in his mouth, but he didn't dare to be distracted at all. Whoever made the body discordant and easily drooled would be too ugly. So, after she swallowed all the fruit in her mouth, she blinked and stammered, "OK It seems that... Listen... Listen... Listen... Yes! "

The words are incoherent. The little fool seems to be angry. At the end of the day, he is a little angry.

At the thought of the glib manner in which she approached him in other capacities, ye Mo Cheng liked her little stutter, which was quite pleasant to see unexpectedly.

"Slow down, we're not in a hurry."

Tang Qing frowned, and his eyes were full of grievances I'm in a hurry. "

The little fool's acting skills are so good that even now Mo Cheng is not able to find any flaws. He can only enlarge his moves.

"Aphrodisia is caused by the loss of a soul, which leads to disharmony of the body and stuttering of speech." He said it very slowly, as if he was afraid that she could not hear him clearly. After a pause, he continued, "do you want to recover?"

As soon as Tang Qing's eyes brighten, though she is a fool, it doesn't mean that a fool doesn't understand at all.

"But Yes? "

She said little, but at night Mo Cheng understood.

"Yes, of course, but only if you are obedient."

Tang Qing was very moved. She thought about it. For some reason, she suddenly glanced back to the stone table.

There are many things on the stone table, such as cakes, fruits, and Tea water.

"Thank you Thank you. " She said, but her eyes were fixed on the tea again.

Night Mo Cheng where do not know her meaning, afraid that she is throwing himself once, can only first her step, pour himself a cup.

But although he took the first step, Tang Qing didn't slow down. For a while, her hand was on the handle of his teapot, which was embarrassing.

But night Mo Cheng didn't care. Seeing her hand back, she smiled warmly. "I pour myself. By the way, do you want to drink?"