"Unfortunately, this man is mine. No matter before, now or in the future, he can only be mine."
Don't cherish Yan's voice with self-confidence and a shallow smile. The brilliance reflected from the bottom of her eyes is enough to dazzle anyone and make her more elegant.
Such elegance is obviously what Rongyan lacks most now.
No, no, no, since the word Fenghua passed by Rong Yan, it was also an insult to these two words.
Today's Miss Rongda looks like she can only blend with dirt.
It's so dirty and disgusting from the inside out.
"Why did you say that I knew him first and that he was yours?"
Rong Yan screamed and screamed at Mo Xiyan. Her eyes had become red, like a devil.
"Tell you, little bitch, once you return to rock moon city, my father will decide for me. At that time, Lord Rong, even if he doesn't want to marry me, he must marry me, because my father is his adoptive father and his benefactor, and has saved his life. Hahaha, compared with these, the demand for reward is just to marry me. Isn't it really too much?"
To tell the truth, if the man in Rong Yan's mouth is not her Murong Yu.
Mo Xiyan really thinks that what she said is really right.
In this era, a life-saving grace may be enough to make people promise by example.
What's more, she also knows that the Lord of rock moon city is kind to Murong Yu.
Without him, there would be no Murong Yu now.
So if it's just to marry Rongyan... It's really not too much.
In this era, three wives and four concubines are also common.
For these men, even if Murong Royal wants to marry her, it can't affect him to marry Rongyan.
At most, one is a regular wife and the other is a flat wife.
In the final analysis, there is no difference for Murong Yu. They are all his own women.
Think of here, Mo Xi Yan's eyes also dimmed down.
She felt that standing here with her support and listening to this crazy woman say these words, she was simply asking for trouble and making herself feel bad.
"Hahaha, you also think that whatever you can say, don't you?"
Rong Yan laughed again.
The big mouth, embedded in the black face, looks very funny and disproportionate. Of course, in fact, it is not terrible. On the contrary, it is a little ridiculous.
In Rong Yan's winning smile, Mo Xiyan shook his head lightly, and then said faintly, "unfortunately, all this is not what she wants, she can want."
Then she took Murong Yu's hand in front of her, gently kissed the back of his hand, and then said, "because he can only be mine, I said."
"You, you dare touch him!"
Rong Yan opened her eyes and couldn't believe looking at Mo Xiyan. After a moment, she roared again.
She could not believe that Murong Yu would let the woman touch him. How could he, how dare she!
Mo Xiyan stood there indifferently, looking at Rong Yan indifferently, as if watching her play monkey tricks. He seemed to be full of patience.
Murong Yu was impatient.
"Let's go. Someone will come here to deal with the aftermath."
He said as he pulled Mo Xiyan away. It seemed that he didn't want to stay here for a minute.
Mo Xiyan naturally lost his original interest.
So he followed his strength and rarely followed him away obediently.
Unfortunately, they want to go, but some people don't want them to leave.
"Damn it, stop!"
Rongyan shouted and rushed over again.
She opened her hands and stood in front of Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan. Her eyes looked at them from bottom to top, like a mouse hiding in a dark and humid sewer.
"Get out of the way." Murong said in a deep voice.
He hasn't spoken before. It's not that he has enough patience to let her talk in front of him.
But seeing Mo Xiyan want to do it by himself, he gave up the initiative.
But right now, those who block themselves from falling in love with Mo Xiyan must not live.
Of course, in the other party's identity, he still gave the other party a little face.
That's a reminder, drink low.
Unfortunately, Rong Yan didn't find his kindness.
"I won't go, brother Rong. Come with me. We'll go back to rock moon city. We can take charge of it together and be happy together forever."
She said it seriously and sincerely. In front of her eyes, there seemed to be a picture in her imagination, which made her stare at a point in the air, look farther and farther away, stay in a daze and smile.
"She's probably really crazy." Mo Xiyan shook his head lightly. After a long time, he couldn't help sighing, "Alas, things are unpredictable."
"You want to save her life?"
Murong Yu smiled noncommittally, then turned to Mo Xiyan, "do you really want to stay?"
Know that the other party is concerned about themselves, but also for their own good, but Mo Xiyan still nodded lightly, "yes, I don't want to kill her because of these small things. It's just that I'm not clear in my mind and smoke a little."
Then she looked at Xiang Rongyan again, "you see, she's pathetic enough."
Murong Yu lowered his head and looked at Mo Xi Yan for a long time.
He felt that he might never understand Mo Xiyan's idea.
Whether it was the first life they had just met before or now, he couldn't understand why she could always forgive her enemies.
Even if there is no threat to yourself, the enemy is the enemy after all.
According to his idea, even if there is no threat now, it will be a time bomb. It will explode without warning one day before it opens, and then it may affect yourself
At the thought that he could have cut off such a possibility, but he still bowed his hands and even smiled. Murong Yu felt that some snake spirits were sick and had a cold to death.
Of course, the object he will think like this is others, except Mo Xiyan.
So don't cherish Yan. Now that he says he wants to leave each other's disease, Murong Yu naturally follows good advice.
Even sent a sentence, "everything you say is right."
Mo Xiyan smiled knowingly because of his words.
Murong Yu smiled unconsciously because of her smile.
The atmosphere between them was surprisingly harmonious and warm. It was like being in front of the background full of pink bubbles, which brought enough... Hot eyes, dazzling and irritating.
Rong Yan stared at her and ignored herself. Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan showed their love there. The hatred in her heart was like a black fog. It continued to condense and expand until it filled her heart, gradually overflowing from her skin, bringing a shivering cold smell