She didn't find him at the beginning, until she reflected in the water and saw a black figure on the tree. Then she realized that she might have been monitored by him!

TMD!

How dare you spy on her?

This man is a pervert!

"Murongxuan, right?" Mo Bai suddenly flew down from the tree and fell to Murong Xuan. He slowly approached her face, stared at her amazing and frightened face and said, "before, I just wanted to keep you as a pet. Now, I want your feet!"

As she nears, Murong Xuan only feels that the demon's skin in front of her is pretty good. The skin looks like white jade, long eyebrows are picturesque, slanting into the temples, curling eyelashes like a woman, high nose, light red thin lips

Ah, bah, I was dazed to see a demon?

Looking back on what Mo Bai said just now, Murong Xuan almost spits out his saliva!

Want her feet?

How could she be a little worried about her hemiplegia for the rest of her life?

After Mo Bai finished, he blushed a little inexplicably and felt that he had said something wrong!

Whatever it is, the whole fairyland is his, what he wants is not a matter of words.

"Are you crazy? Oh, I see. You must have foot fetishism. Damn it, the elder of the holy house has foot fetishism. You are not afraid of being criticized. " Murong Xuan pushes Mo Bai away. She can't help but step back and try to stay away from him.

It's a demon. Even his hobby is so special.

Mo Bai was surprised by Murong Xuan's term: foot addiction!

Pedophilia = like feet?

Although the word "love foot" doesn't sound like a good word to Murong Xuan, he feels that it suits him. What should he do?

Maybe, do you really have this hobby?

"I am... I am the elder of the holy house. Who dares to criticize me?" Mo Bai coughed two times, just realized that he almost let out.

Murong Xuan doesn't have a good look at him. Demons are disgusting. Even if they are covered with bright skin, they can't be changed, just like dogs can't eat shit!

"Yes, no one criticizes you. Can you find someone else? I can't grow without feet." Murong Xuan starts to run. She wants to have two more!

Looking at Murong Xuan's back, Mo Bai behind him laughs inexplicably.

Suddenly, Murong Xuan is more interesting. What's the matter?

However, without the vitality of Yuzu, I'm afraid that it will become pale due to excessive blood loss.

In that case, isn't it not good-looking?

However, at the thought of what she said just now, Mo Bai couldn't help shaking his head and subconsciously went back to the fairyland.

On the day of Mobai's return to the fairyland, a very eye-catching thing happened in the fairyland!

His royal highness asked all the women to take off their shoes and socks and show them to him

This is a perverse hobby

After this day passed, the abnormal name of the devil became more and more rich.

Many immortal families had their own opinions on him. Now when they heard that he wanted to see all women's feet, they suddenly felt more abnormal!

How could this demon do such a crazy thing?

If the fairyland is handed over to him, how can it be?

Taking advantage of the emperor's return to the fairyland, Chiba Muyu came to the holy courtyard without stopping.

Seeing murongxuan intact, Chiba Muyu's heart fell to the ground slightly.

Recalling emperor Tian's inexplicable behavior in the fairyland today, Chiba Muyu couldn't help but drop his eyes on Murong Xuan's jade feet.

How do you have a bad feeling?

"What are you looking at my feet for? You don't have foot fetishism, do you Murong Xuan subconsciously hides her feet in her skirt. She has an impulse not to show it to Qianye Muyu.

But... If Chiba Muyu also likes his feet, hehe, it seems very special.

"Foot fetishism? What did the devil do to you? " Chiba Muyu nervously sits beside murongxuan and carefully looks at her whole body. He doesn't want to miss any details.

Er... Only then did Murong Xuan realize that he had made a slip of the tongue.

"I didn't do anything, just wanted my feet, and I ran back without him." Murong Xuan picks up the fruit and bites it into her mouth. Although the green and astringent fruit is sour and astringent in her mouth, it has a different flavor.

Want her feet?

Chiba Muyu can't help but take off Murong Xuan's shoes and socks. For a moment, Murong Xuan, sitting on the chair, can't help but stare, forgetting to eat the fruit in her hand.

Do people in fairyland have this habit?

Bah, bah, bah, bah, her baby must have loved her and worried about her.

Well, after all, feet are part of themselves. How can we not like them.

Chiba Muyu saw that her feet were still there, and her feet were white and tender, and her toenails were as pink as pearls. It was really joyful to look at them.

"Never show him again." Chiba Muyu is inexplicably jealous.

He knows his xuan'er is very good, but he didn't expect that the demon didn't like anything else, but he liked his xuan'er's feet!

It's really... A mouthful of vinegar!

"After that, I'll run when I see him." Murong Xuan retorts.

Hearing her reply, Chiba Muyu nodded with satisfaction, subconsciously held her jade feet in the palm of her hand and practiced a Dharma.

Murong Xuan looked at the big palms holding her feet warm. Her eyes flickered slightly and her throat slipped.

Her baby really loves her family. Even her feet have to be protected.

If the demon knew what Murong Xuan thought, he would spit out a mouthful of blood.

He likes her feet is love ~ foot addiction, Chiba Muyu like, that is love house and Wu... This heart is a little bit big, have wood have.

"I'll go out and let the old man accompany you." Chiba Muyu was slightly relieved after he had practiced the Dharma. He couldn't help telling him again and again.

Murong Xuan nodded her head cleverly.

Knowing that the demon has the habit of being addicted to feet, she will certainly guard against it in the future. What if the demon has other hobbies?

"You should be more careful yourself. Don't let my wife worry about it." Murong Xuan gently sticks to the chest of Qianye Muyu and subconsciously encircles his waist.

I don't know if this sentence touched the bottom of his heart. He subconsciously hugged her, his eyes as deep as a pool of black ink.

The next day.

Just as Murong Xuan wants to go out, he thinks of Qianye Muyu and the demon. Suddenly, he shivers, turns back to the yard where the leader is, and pulls the old man out together!

In the holy courtyard, seeing that Murong Xuan had nothing to do, he ran to the headmaster's room. Everyone was not surprised at this.

After all, even if she is a waste, the leader will support her all her life.

Suddenly I feel that it's strange to use the word "Yang"!

Forget it, just practice yourself.

On the back mountain.

Looking at the fish Murong Xuan was turning, the old man couldn't help asking, "how's it going? How long will it take to get better? "

"Urge what, have ability you come bake." Murong Xuan looks at him angrily, wondering if the demon's foot fetishism can be cured.

It is impossible to attract the attention of the demon for such a useless existence, but now, the demon seems to pay attention to himself.

I really hope that the fairyland can have fairyland's feet. Otherwise, I can't keep my feet?

Damn it!

How did you meet such a perverted foot fetish?

"Girl, how can I look at you as if you are in a bad mood?" The headmaster looked at all the blackened fish, and his heart ached, but his face could only be smiling or worried.

She was looking for the fish, and she was doing the job of grilling the fish. What's the qualification of him who is waiting to eat?

"Old man, I'm your master, right? If someone wants your master's hands and feet, can you agree?" Murong Xuan turns over the charred fish. When she feels a little absent-minded, she loses interest.

Anyway, the grilled fish is not eaten by yourself. If it's burnt, it's burnt.

"Of course I don't agree. How can you cook without your hands?" The old man said frankly.

When the voice fell to the ground, Murong Xuan glanced at him angrily: "as you say, it doesn't affect my cooking?"

Originally, I was going to take an apprentice to defend myself. How dare this apprentice be cold-blooded?

"No, no, of course I can't agree. You are my master. If anyone dares to give you an idea, it's not going to get along with me." The old man was obsequious, but his eyes were fixed on the roast fish for fear that the other side would be scorched again.

"Do you really think so?" Murong Xuan turned the fish over and roasted it.

"When, of course, master, you have to believe me." The old man was afraid that Murong Xuan would be scorched, so he explained quickly.

"Well, look at your filial piety. Master will give you more food today." With that, Murong Xuan took out the wild vegetables she picked yesterday.

"That's it? Are you a vegetarian The old man ate grilled fish and looked at the wild vegetables with disgust.

"Hey, don't look down on wild vegetables. The tender buds and stems of this kind of wild vegetables can be eaten. The tender buds are sweet. It's the most suitable for making soup. The leaves and stems are crisp and refreshing. It's a good choice whether it's used for frying or making salad." Murong Xuan quickly separated the buds from the stems. At the same time, he prepared two pots, one for boiling water to make cold sauce, the other for making soup.

It's just a moment's work, and the two flavors come out.

The old man took a sip. In a flash, a touch of sweet and refreshing taste came to the tip of his nose, bringing him a completely different feeling from meat.

It's really... Refreshing! The old man ate up the two plates of vegetables three or five times, and there was no residue left in the soup“ Master, I'll help you find out what the wild vegetables look like. " The old man ate more than he wanted to eat, thinking about whether he could get more“ Cough, don't use it. I'll find it myself. You just need to be responsible for your master. Don't let me be robbed by bad people. " Murong Xuan patted the old man on the shoulder, thinking about whether his life would be handed over to the old man?