Chapter 357

And the purple fields, full of guilt.

I don't know what I'm going to do when I'm done. It sounds like a mess.

She is the demon king.

The whole demon family, in the treatment of men and women's feelings, all pursue the good tradition of single-minded and persistent. As a king, she can't be a dreg!

"Oh?"

Mo · Xi Jing · Yan, forced down the joy in his heart, tried hard to control the corner of his lips, deliberately said in a low, hoarse and aggrieved voice, "I don't know how miss seven plans to be responsible for me?"

Ziqianmo raised his lovely face, a pair of Jian water glass pupil, looking at him.

That small appearance, not to mention how attractive.

Mo Yan was looked at by her like this, and he screamed in his heart that it was too bad, too cute, contrast cute. For him, it was like a heart attack!

I really want to be so unprincipled, completely trapped in her eyes!

"You... Want to... Me... How... How... Mo... Be responsible... Be responsible..." ziqianmo still looked at him with that kind of eyes.

With a kind of guilty look, you poor child, who was "spoiled" by me.

Yes, it's "spoiling.".

She is 4901 years old, and Mo Dayan is only 18 years old.

"Well, Miss seven, please allow me to ask you a question first." Mo Yan's eyes crossed a dark cunning.

"You... Ask..."

What should I do.

I'm afraid she can't be cured of this crazy stammer.

"Do you just like my face?" Mo Yan looked at her with a "sincere" face, "in addition to the face, do not like other places?"

Ziqianmo looks away.

Dare not look directly at xinjimo's "sincere" eyes.

Blush, has spread from the face, all the way to the root of the neck, completely red, head top smoke.

"... well."

No!

I don't just like your face!

I still like you, like you!

Can think so in the heart, to the side of the mouth, the nature is dead proud Jiao of her, unexpectedly just right and wrong ground "Er" for a while.

"Ah --"

Mo Yan sighed, and his eyes were hurt. His emotion was just right. He wanted to say something. He said, "I understand. I know my duty. As for yesterday, I won't talk about it any more..."

This is a move to retreat.

It can be said that it is very easy to use!

"Not so!"

Ziqianmo suddenly raised his voice. In a hurry, he stopped stuttering. With a small hand, he subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and stared at him, saying, "I will be responsible!"

Mo · Xinji · Yan's eyeground, scratched imperceptibly wilted.

Baby.

Just wait for your words.

Ziqianmo saw that Mo Dayan just lowered his head. His long black hair hung down from both sides and covered half of his face. He couldn't see his expression clearly. The "pathetic" look is like a abandoned little wolf dog

"I really will be responsible!"

The bottom of ziqianmo's heart, more guilt, more tightly clenched his sleeve, rather solemn way, "I promise!"

Anyway... Anyway, she was happy with him.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with taking responsibility so early.

It's just that it makes her shy.

God knows how much courage she mustered to take this step.