Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

But soon her eyes fell on the small wooden bottle placed by the window, and she walked quickly, walked over, picked it up and looked at it, then turned around and looked at Mo Xingchen in amazement: "You still keep it?" With this?"

"Of course, it's yours, so I'm not willing to throw it away." Mo Xingchen was proud of himself. Seeing Fan Tianluo's appearance, he knew that she must be very touched. In fact, he didn't ask her to see this, but just came in to surprise her That's all.

"Damn, so you have already taken a fancy to me since you were eight years old?" Fan Tianluo's thoughts are indeed different from ordinary people.

Mo Xingchen looked at her with black lines all over his head and said, "Don't be smug, you were five years old, what can I fancy about you? It's just that the meeting made me have a good memory when I was a child. , I often think of your arrogant face back then, and the more I think about it, the more I want to laugh, you are really special, no wonder even the old monster Ximen accepted you as his apprentice." Mo Xingchen laughed while talking.

"Hmph! What do you mean, it hurts me or praises me!" Fan Tianluo squinted at him.

"Do you think we are destined?" Mo Xingchen's eyes were dark and bright, expressing deep affection, which made Fan Tianluo feel a little apprehensive.

"Ahem, cough, it's a little bit, okay, what else is there?" Fan Tianluo quickly put the small bottle back to its original place, and turned to look at him again.

Mo Xingchen grinned at the corner of his mouth and said, "Go and sit outside first, I'll be right there."

"Ah? What the hell is going on?" Fan Tianluo was pushed out of the inner room by him, so she could only sit at the table outside and wait, but she was not so honest, and immediately her soul power surged out, and she went to the inner room.

"Xiao Luo, don't use your soul power to peek." Mo Xingchen's voice sounded immediately.

Fan Tianluo was stunned, did he guess this?She believed that Mo Xingchen's soul power would not be able to detect the release of her soul power, but since he said so, she felt embarrassed to peek again.

"I didn't peek." Fan Tianluo said sullenly.

After a while, when Fantianluo was a little bored, Mo Xingchen came out from inside, but what surprised Fantianluo was that Mo Xingchen was not dressed in black at this moment, but in white.

White clothes are more snowy, with black hair reaching back, handsome and slender, exuding a sense of elegance that is usually not visible in black clothes, he is as handsome as a god in the sky, and Fan Tianluo is stunned.

"Does it look good?" Mo Xingchen's face was a little red. This was the first time he wore white clothes in front of outsiders. Under normal circumstances, even if he didn't wear black clothes, he would never choose white clothes. When buying clothes for him, he bought this white robe, so he wanted to show her it.

"Cough, cough, cough." Fan Tianluo's pretty face turned red all of a sudden, and she felt that she was a bit of a nympho. Such Mo Xingchen gave her the illusion that she was no longer that cold and resolute man, but more like a gentle and gentle son. , but she likes both feelings very much, this man is really unique, even she is going to be jealous.

"Not good-looking? I just said that other colors are not suitable for me." Seeing that she didn't answer, Mo Xingchen was a little depressed.

"No, it's very good-looking, who said it's not good-looking, good-looking, very good-looking, very handsome!" Fan Tianluo hurriedly said, this kind of Mo Xingchen is more in line with his age, but she is suspected of being a little boy, but she will definitely not also I dare not say it in front of him.

"Really?" Mo Xingchen couldn't believe it. Seeing Fantianluo's bright eyes made her feel more at ease, and luckily she wasn't ashamed.