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Chapter 1039 He Can't Let Her Go

After a while, Mo Qingcheng finally stopped meditating and stood up.
There was a dark light flowing in the eyes looking at Ye Xuanji: "Xuanji, thank you."

She hated herself so much that she didn't sneak up on him while he was meditating.
Maybe—she wasn't as ruthless to herself as she said...

Ye Xuanji rolled her eyes, she naturally understood what he was thanking her for.

With a cold smile: "I just don't want to take advantage of others."

And more importantly, if she took the opportunity to assassinate him, who would drive this cloud?
She loves life very much now, but she doesn't want to be smashed into meatloaf!

Mo Qingcheng smiled slightly, his thoughts were exquisite and clear, and he naturally understood what Ye Xuanji was thinking, so he didn't point it out.

Looking down, the fireworks are just starting to rest, a few white clouds are floating under the feet, and a bright moon is in the sky.
The Golden Moon Festival is also called the Reunion Festival, and he and Xuanji are together tonight as a reunion, right?
Ye Xuanji hadn't eaten for most of the day, and felt a little hungry.
Seeing the bright moon in the sky is like seeing a large egg yolk, and I grunted in my stomach.

Although the voice was not loud, Mo Qingcheng listened to her sincerely, and looked back at her: "Xuanji, are you hungry?"

Ye Xuanji was about to subconsciously sing against him, but after thinking about it, she said, "Yes, I'm hungry, you send me down to find a place to eat."

As long as she is on the ground, she has nothing to fear.

At that time, she will come and go freely, so she will stop talking nonsense with him.

She counted loudly in her heart, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance of food from her nostrils.
A white and fat fruit appeared in front of her.

It was a plump peach, flushed like a girl's cheeks with rouge, and a faint fragrance wafted in the wind.

Where did he pick such fresh peaches in this cold day?
Another possibility suddenly occurred to me.

This, can't it be the flat peach of the Queen Mother!"
She now knows that he is a fairy, but she doesn't know which kind of fairy he is.
(End of this chapter)