But he is handsome!
When that face doesn't smile, although it's cold, it's like being able to evoke the soul. How do you think it's pleasant.
He stood proudly in the crowd, no one paid attention to him, only focused on the appearance of crafts, which made her reluctant to move her eyes.
He likes a good-looking little brother.
Once upon a time, Fanyu is now more and more cold.
As long as you look at the right eye, you should do it when you need to.
Get access to the rear palace, take a good position first
At that time, she just liked his face and deliberately teased him. She didn't expect that he was so cold and didn't take care of her directly. Instead, she kept thinking about him.
Later, people tried their best to hear about him, and they were going to turn him around to be the master of the stronghold.
Who knows
"And then? Why didn't you come to me since you liked me? " More and more cold suddenly voice, interrupted the memory of young mu.
The question he asked was that of young mu.
Nian Xiaomu licked his lips nervously and looked at him timidly.
Want to come out of his arms, more and more cold but reach out to hold her waist, do not let her move.
Black eyes stared at her.
Young Mu couldn't avoid it, so he could only answer in a low voice: "grandpa told me at that time that he was reluctant to marry me out of Mohist School and arranged a fiance for me."
"That fiance is mo Yongheng?" The colder I was, the more I guessed.
The master of Mohist family loved his granddaughter. I heard about it when I was colder.
At that time, the Mohist school was still in its heyday. There was a rumor about the big miss of Mohist school that there would be a new version every day, but it was all about the master of Mohist School doting on his granddaughter.
It is reported that when MOH Qian was in charge of Moh's group, the head of Moh's family had made it clear that the position of the head of Moh's family would not be passed to his son MOH Qian, but to his only granddaughter.
In this way, the old master of Mo disagrees that the colder Nian Mu marries Yu, it's not that he is really embarrassed by Yu, but that he always intends to do so.
If it wasn't for the changes of Mohist School in the past few years and Mo Yongheng's infatuation with Zheng Yan, the head of Mohist family would not have agreed to their marriage until now
More and more cold and black eyes sink, hugging Nian Xiaomu.
"Go on."
"No, there's nothing to say. As you guessed, grandpa is very kind to me. I have a wild temper, but I listen to Grandpa very much. Plus you didn't pay attention to me at that time. I know grandpa won't let me marry, and then I will die."
The year small Mu mouth says dead heart, the eyes are actually quick and the heart is empty stole to aim at Yu more and more cold one eye.
Yu Yuehan sneers and leers at her.
"If you really die like that, how did little 66 come?"
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
Can she choose not to answer this question?
The look in his eyes is inevitable.
Nian Xiaomu adjusted his posture in his arms. If he didn't let her down, she simply pasted it on him.
If he gets angry for a while, it's not convenient for him to hit her.
"In fact, I didn't die so fast..." The voice of Nian Xiaomu is gentle, like a gust of wind, which blows over Yu Yuehan's ear. Inexplicably, it makes his heart tip tremble.
The goblin that grinds people.
When he heard that she would not give up on him, his heart suddenly softened.
"I won't give up. What did you do?" The colder I was, the thinner my lips opened.
"Follow you..." Xiaomu's voice is much smaller.
"Well?" I picked my eyebrows colder and looked at her unexpectedly.