He was the first to fall in love with baituanzi.
Every time we meet, we are in a hurry.
Mo Yan's heart, like the soft white hair of little Momo, was gently touched. It was as soft as words: "before, every time you turned into a demon to see me, was that the case?"
Small Mo Mo nodded: "Mm-hmm."
Mo Yan asked, "what about the body? What did you do with it? "
Little Momo replied, "let the rabbit watch."
Mo Yan picked an eyebrow: "that guy is not very reliable, and his cultivation is not high enough. Don't let him guard in the future. In case of any accident, it's not good. "
Little Momo ==
"If you say that, it will cry."
The image of rabbit holding its big iron pot and crying appeared in his mind.
"Let's wait until it reaches the purple mansion period." Mo Yan's attitude is very firm, and there is no room for negotiation at all. "Before that, no talk."
His present situation is not optimistic.
Before the wolf, after the tiger.
In Beilan, the people headed by Chu Wuxu, Tan Taihong and Chu wangzhong are competing with him; On the other side of Zhongzhou Empire, empress Mo is cruel and ruthless. She must be killed.
Mo Qiu, Mo Xia and Mo Dong failed. They died and abandoned.
However, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be a second, third and tenth assassin in the future.
As long as he doesn't die for a day, he will still be a threat to the crown prince of Zhongzhou. On empress Mo's side, it won't stop.
Even Mo's three brothers and sisters all know that if we aim at the fields, empress Mo will certainly do the same. The safety of Qian Mo has been threatened, but he has been implicated. Therefore, he has more responsibility to protect her.
Her human body is a part of her.
"Well, yes." Ziqianmo has no opinion.
The little guy floated, landed on Mo Yan's shoulder, sat in the position where she used to sit, stretched out a short claw, and gently poked his handsome, God like side face.
Mo Yan's heart is almost broken by her.
Can't help but extend a hand, gently stroked her soft white hair, voice deep mellow: "or like this you."
The initial heartbeat.
The company of long love.
As soon as you get hairy, you can't stop at all. You'll get addicted.
What's more, he hasn't been with little Momo in the form of Bai Tuanzi for a long time, and he misses it very much.
For the sake of more respect.
Mo Yan simply put ziqianmo's human body on the Dongyun stone platform, pulled down her coat and covered her body, next to herself.
But the white Tuanzi small Momo, holding in his arms, the left hand holding, the right hand, gently stroking her soft hair. From the small pointed ears, to the round head, to the hairy back, and even to the tip of the tail behind, we take care of everything.
Once, twice, three times, countless times.
Warm palms.
Let purple fields comfortable, a pair of light eyes, all narrowed up.
She won't admit the gurgling in her throat.
"In the future, when there is no one, can you become a white ball to accompany me?" Mo Yan made a request.
"Well." In ziqianmo's throat, he grunted.
Mo Yan hooked his lips: "then I'll take it as your promise."
In this way, holding the beloved little Momo, Shun MaoShun a night.
Time flies.
Unknowingly, the sky has turned white, the first ray of dawn in the morning, through the clouds.