Chapter 304

Why does the hawk demon forest admire her so much? Why can she say that Shi Sanniang is a big mountain;

Why can she summon rosefinch with a feather? Why does rosefinch call her "Your Highness" with respect!

"That's right. She's Bazaar."

Qian Jue stretched out her jade finger and pointed to the demon in the painting, saying a pun.

She looked at Mo Yan's expression, and his eyes changed many times in a moment, and soon recovered as before. She knew that Mo Yan had guessed very well.

When she said that, she was just taking his eight or nine points to ten.

"Is it good?" Qianjue's lips smile more.

"Good looking." Mo Yan stares directly at Baize in the painting. His eyes are never so gentle. In turn, he moves to little Momo. His thin lips rise slightly. "There is nothing more beautiful than her."

Little Momo blushed.

Turn around.

I dare not look at Mo Dayan.

My face is hot and my ears are hot. Thank tiandaoba for giving me this fluffy body to cover my awfully shyness (/ / /)

It's numb.

What a shame!

Qian Jue

She was a little sorry.

Why help Mo Yan.

As a result, she personally witnessed the scene of large-scale dog slaughtering. She refused to eat this sweet dog food, which had been forced by her single dog for 3000 years.

Mo Yan is obviously an informed person. He turns his head and says to Qian Jue: "sister Zhuque, thank you very much."

Qian Jue rolled a white eye: "ha ha."

She knew it.

With this man's IQ and EQ, what else can't be guessed?

There are only two things in the world: he wants to expose you and he doesn't want to expose you. There is nothing to hide from him.

Mo Yan was happy, very calm to catch the "ha ha", but also quite friendly back to a handsome crack in the sky smile.

Qian Jue's eyelids jumped straight, and was dazzled by Mo Yan's smile: "don't, take it easy, put away your smile. I'm a demon of my own. "

That's disgusting.

I'm afraid Mo Yan is the son of heaven. How can he grow such a good leather bag? Even the demon clan, which is famous for its beauty, will fall behind.

If she is a little demon who is in love and has little insight, she will lose her soul when Mo Yan smiles.

Ah.

Your royal highness, take care of your family... Ah, no, this son.

If you don't have to laugh a little less, you won't have to make a peach blossom. You'll still be angry with yourself.

"All right."

Mo Dayan's children's shoes once again perform the unique skill of changing face in one second.

He takes away the beautiful smile that heaven and earth have lost color for, returns to the big ice, and shows his cool air to the outside.

Qian Jue's forehead crossed a drop of cold sweat.

With such a high number of segments, you can take them in and out freely. Are you really OK, your royal highness?

My subordinates are worried!

Mo Dayan didn't look at Qian Jue any more. He put down the portrait of Baise Danqing in his hand and went to the table. He held his beloved little Momo in his arms and gently followed Maomao, one by one, one by one.

The little thing in my arms was originally fried and tight.

Under his comfort, he soon relaxed. His hair didn't explode, and his body became soft. He let him roll, and his light eyes narrowed into a crack, which made a shameful murmur in his throat.

Of course, our royal highness, the noble and cool demon king, will not make such a shameful sound.

Cough.

She's very good at controlling her instincts.

Yes, I have.