stocking the prince to death

Chapter 1233
Di Ce here pulled Ji Moshui to another direction.

"Since you don't want to go back to the Demon Palace, then follow me to find someone."

The first time he was not from this continent, he came to this continent only because of Uncle Tianji's prophecy to find that person.

It's just that he hasn't found it yet.

Mo Lian naturally also received the news and came to look for that person.

So Di Ce must find that person before Mo Lian finds that person.

"Who are you looking for?"

Ji Moshui rolled his eyes: "I'm very surprised, you obviously have something to do, but why did you bring me this oily bottle?"

"You are not an oil bottle."

Di Ce retorted in a low voice.

"Well, even if I'm not an oil bottle, but I think you should be very anxious to find that person. Isn't it a waste of time to take me?"

There was some suspicion in Ji Moshui's voice.

"It won't be a waste of time. That person is already hard to find. I can only find the trace of that person in this vast sea of ​​people."

Di Ce couldn't help sighing, narrowing his long and narrow eyes slightly, with a bit of helplessness.

"So I will follow you, and I can look for traces of that person on the road."

"Tsk." Mo Shui couldn't help rolling his eyes again.

Taking her just by the way?
Thinking about it this way, Ji Moshui felt even more upset, what should I do?
But at this time, he had brought Ji Moshui back to the city for the first time.

It is still the same wonton stall as before.

"Boss, two bowls of wontons."

Di Ce's voice was a bit low, with a bit of gloomy luster shining.

Obviously thought of something unhappy.

Ji Moshui couldn't help but rolled her eyes again, and then walked directly to a seat inside, which was where she and Di Ce sat together last night.

If he saw Di Ce and Ji Moshui, he immediately laughed.

"It's you two brothers and sisters again, is yesterday's awkwardness over?"

Ji Moshui's face couldn't help turning red.

Obviously, what she and Di Ce did last night was a bit big.

Now this boss sees them all familiar.

After the wontons came out, Ji Moshui didn't do anything this time.

Obviously the wontons here are very delicious. Ji Moshui rubbed her chubby belly before looking at Di Ce who looked a little indifferent.

"Why do you eat so little?"

"Eating wontons is just to commemorate a person. It doesn't have to be finished. It's good when you want it."

Ji Moshui nodded half-understanding.

Obviously, Di Ce and Mo Lian just now have a lot of secrets.

And their secret is the same.

"Are you full? If you are full, let's go to the next city."

Di Ce stood up, brushed the pleats with his slender fingers, and flicked the non-existent dust lightly.

After a set of movements, the clouds flow smoothly, which is extremely pleasing to the eye.

Mo Shui couldn't help but whistled.

"Your skin is really beautiful."

Looking so good-looking, the future wife must be very uneasy.

Ji Moshui couldn't help sighing again.

Di Ce simply had a face that would bring disaster to the country and the people.

Completely inherited the peerless faces of Shangguan Yuan and Di Jing.

However, Ji Moshui didn't think of himself at this time.

How could I be ugly when I inherited the beauty of Mo Qi and Ji Ruyue?

(End of this chapter)