Chapter 227

Mo Yan doesn't know why little Momo sticks to this kind of flower.

But he knew that the appearance of her holding lily of the valley and sniffing it at the end of her nose was very good-looking, giving people a feeling of quiet years.

Her whole person exudes the taste of shallow happiness.

"Do you like it?" He knew it and asked.

I just want to talk to her more.

From tonight on, he will not be able to stay in Mochen Pavilion. There is a very important thing waiting for him to do. He has to go back to the headquarters of Tianyan chamber of Commerce.

"I like it." Ziqianmo doesn't want to be authentic.

Hear her answer, Mo Yan's heart, can't help but soften down, facial perfect sharp outline, also softened a lot.

She said that she likes Linglan, not you

A very uncomfortable voice, in Mo Yan's mind.

He turned his head and saw the bunny.

It is carrying a lotus leaf honey bun, a spicy prawn, ruby eyes on fire_ ╯)#】

Mo Yan

Dare it be more sour?

The vinegar smell is going to soar up to 90000 Li.

[I can warn you, don't have unrealistic illusions about her. She is young and underage. She doesn't know anything. If you dare to take advantage of her, I will fight with you!] The bunny is in the state of hair explosion.

Just now, he came out of the kitchen and saw xinjimo. For a while, he wiped sweat for his Royal Highness the demon king and picked flowers for his Royal Highness the demon king. Hateful human!

You've been seen through!

You won't get it!

Mo Yan did not change his face, as if he had not heard anything. He turned back very calmly and said to his sweetheart, "are you hungry?"

The rabbit is angry.

Spicy chicken!

Ignore this big demon again, the idea Mo really is particularly disgusting!

Ziqianmo had been practicing sword all morning. Now he was really hungry. He just smelled the smell of rice. He felt more and more hungry and nodded.

"Go to dinner." Mo Yanwei narrowed his beautiful Phoenix eyes, "your little cook has cooked a meal."

"Well." Ziqianmo with Mo Yan together, into the dining hall.

The rabbit, the little cook and Yu are so angry that they have to bear it.

No way, the demon king's Royal Highness to eat, it naturally to wait, ran several times, cooked seven or eight dishes, one by one on the table.

They had a very harmonious meal.

During this period, Mo Yan used public chopsticks to serve ziqianmo twice.

This number is not too much, it does not seem too intimate, and it will not make her heart repel.

The first time he tried to bring food to her during the meal was seven days ago. She was stunned for a moment, but accepted it quickly. Mo Yan does not appear on the surface, but he is very happy in his heart.

After a five-day meal, he began to try to serve her twice. Of course, he observed carefully and knew what she liked to eat. Ziqianmo accepted it calmly.

Mo Yan is like a precise surveyor, very carefully close to her safe range, step by step.

after meal.

According to convention, ziqianmo would drink tea and read books.

She doesn't talk much. She's always quiet.

Today, she is studying the books of Fu and Zhuan. While reading, she uses the Fu pen to draw on the Yellow Fu paper, and the mysterious and fluent Fu appears on the paper.

Mo Yan didn't disturb her.

Just at the door of the study, leaning back, staring into the distance.

Time flies.

The afternoon passed in a hurry.