Demon concubine

Chapter 122 Will Human Beings Get Old? .001
He curled his lips and sorted out his thoughts. Now is not the time to think wildly. If he is like yesterday again, he really doesn't know if he can hold it.

But he smiled sarcastically in his heart. He had already expressed his attitude just now, so that she would never get involved in the spiritual world again.

Qiqi neatly tied a high ponytail for him with both hands, and a few strands of hair hung down on his forehead, which just set off his face more flawlessly.

Mo Chen was very satisfied in his heart. Although such a shape made him feel a little strange, he thought that maybe all human beings like it.

Qiqi smiled, this kind of him gave herself a brand-new taste, which was in stark contrast to the unrestrained and cruel him. At this moment, he seemed to be the son of the sun who came out of the sun.

Can't help but look a little dazed.

He rubbed her head, hooked the corners of his mouth dotingly: "Let's go."

Although the smile was shallow, but in her eyes, she seemed to be a completely different person.

When I first met him, he always remained condescending and exuded an aggressive aura that made people dare not approach easily. Once approached, it seemed that he would be frozen by the icy breath emanating from him.

The sense of distance and the gentle and pampering atmosphere he exudes at this moment are two completely different him.

A faint blush appeared on her face.

She had to admit that at this moment he was more charming than before, not perfect.

"En." She replied, then turned her head and walked towards the door in a panic.

I can't watch it anymore, and if I continue to look at him, I can't guarantee that I won't be addicted to it deeper.

The streets are still crowded with people, and the endless laughter envelopes this bustling city.

Not far away, a white-haired old man walked staggeringly among the crowd, dressed in plain clothes, and the people didn't notice the old man's existence in the laughter.

Staggering, the old man was directly knocked down by a woman in her 25s.

The woman heard the old man scream in pain, and turned her head in doubt, but the next second she looked at the old man who fell to the ground with disdain, and said arrogantly: "You old man, walk carefully."

The woman was wearing a suspender dress, a pair of shiny black high heels, a graceful figure, curly hair, layers of powder on her face, and a ferocious smile on her heavily made-up face.

Before that, her image would definitely attract a lot of admiring gazes, but then she uttered dirty words that directly lowered her status to zero.

The old man felt that he had been wronged, but his tone was gentle: "Young man, you must speak with your conscience, obviously you knocked me down."

The woman put her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows, and slightly twisted her buttocks: "Oh, you old man is really not ashamed to speak, I go my own way, why should I bump into you? There are so many people on the street I see, is it possible that you still want to deny it? My clothes are limited edition, and they are very valuable. Look at the corner of my clothes and you knocked them out, so you should also give me a loss? This Clothes are worth tens of thousands."

The woman spread out the corner of her skirt, and the old man saw that there was indeed a long slit there.

But it was obvious that he didn't do it by himself, the old man's face was pale: "You are talking nonsense, I didn't even touch you, how could it be me who did it?"

The woman raised her head,

(End of this chapter)