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Chapter 133 My idol is the leader of the Demon Cult 7
Meng Xian's face was full of anger, but he suddenly smiled and said, "That's right! I just won't be angry! Who told you to be my idol~
If you think this watermelon is dusty, then I'll buy you a new one. "

Fang Qimo looked at her smile, lowered his eyes slightly, and took the half of watermelon from her hand.

Eat it in two or three bites.

Even though he ate the watermelon so fast, the way he ate it was extremely elegant, and the corner of his mouth didn't get any watermelon juice.

Meng Xian seemed to understand why those little girls were so confused.

Putting everything else aside, Fang Qimo is handsome and tall. May I ask which young girl doesn't like such a handsome guy?

After eating the watermelon, Fang Qimo and Meng Xian entered the inn.

"Does the guest officer want to be a top student or stay in the hotel?" Xiaoer greeted him enthusiastically.

Fang Qimo: "Stay in a hotel."

He put all the money that the previous man took out on the counter.

"Guest officer, even if you live in Tianzi No. [-] room, the money is too much, too much." The shopkeeper's face was full of smiles.

Fang Qimo's face was indifferent: "The rest are used for food, and any more are rewards."

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, and hurriedly greeted Xiaoer: "Take the two guests to room No. [-] in Tianzi!"

Meng Xian didn't realize a problem until he went upstairs and Xiao Er opened the room and left.

"A room?"

Fang Qimo, who had already walked into the room and sat down, looked at her faintly, "Afraid? Then get out."

"Just kidding! Why am I afraid!" Meng Xian also walked into the room and closed the door behind him.

She walked to the table and sat down, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for her and Fang Qimo respectively.

"I've said it several times, you are my idol, if something really happens between us, it's something I wish for."

Meng Xian picked up a cup of tea and put it in Fang Qimo's hand.

Fang Qimo looked at her, "What are idols?"

"puff!"

Just as Meng Xian took a sip of tea, he spit out all the words.

"Idol is..." She thought for a while, then explained: "Dou here does not refer to beans that can be eaten, but a synonym.

Idol means that I really like the person I really like, and for him, I am willing to do everything I can. "

Fang Qimo looked down at the teacup pattern in his hand, "Why do you regard me as an idol? Do you know who I am and who I am?"

Meng Xian: "Of course I know! You are Fang Qimo, the leader of the Devil's Cult. You are a master of martial arts, and your reputation is resounding throughout the world!
Most importantly, you are very handsome! "

When speaking, Meng Xian deliberately made an expression of nympho.

Her acting skills have become more and more perfect, and her eyes are full of nympho.

Fang Qimo will only relax his vigilance if Fang Qimo is completely convinced that she is a star chaser.

Only then did she have the chance to kill this big devil.

Fang Qimo didn't raise his head, his brows frowned a little, he didn't know why he was troubled.

"Do you know what the Demon Cult represents? Do you know how many people's blood is on my hands?"

Meng Xian said: "I know this, is there any necessary connection with treating you as my idol?"

Fang Qimo: "The Devil's Cult is indeed well-known in the Jianghu, but it is a bad name. My name is not awe-inspiring, but frightening."

Meng Xian said with a smile: "That's not important. Because your name is in my heart, it just makes me feel happy and happy."

(End of this chapter)