Wear the villain and act coquettish again

Chapter 142 My idol is the leader of the Demon Cult 16
Seeing that he didn't refuse, Meng Xian just said he didn't know how to wear it, and immediately patted his chest and said, "It's okay, I'll help you!"

Meng Xian walked behind Fang Qimo, wrapped his arms around his head, and put the mask in front of his face.

"Hold on a little bit so that the mask fits the contours of your face." She instructed Fang Qimo.

Fang Qimo rubbed his fingers against the mask, "Yes."

Fang Qimo was a head taller than Meng Xian, so she had to look up when she helped him put on the mask.

After finally tying the rope, Meng Xian's neck was sore.

At this moment, Fang Qimo turned his head.

A few strands of black hair fluttered in the wind on the side of his forehead, covering the upper half of his face, which further highlighted the charm of his deep eyes.

Red lips and white teeth, fluttering black hair, what a handsome young man.

Meng Xian couldn't help swallowing, and didn't even bother to blink.

At this moment, she really felt the same for those little girls!

Although Fang Qimo was violent, although his hands were covered with blood, although he was insane.

But he is handsome!

Just fucking handsome!

If the average person wears a mask, it may be a little uglier than when they don't wear a mask because it covers up some of their appearance.

But Fang Qimo? ?
When you don't wear a mask, you can exude charm, and your eyes seem to discharge when you wear a mask.

The charm value is not affected at all, and it is still going up!

Who can stand this!

Meng Xian thought to himself, thanks to her coming from the Underworld, she had met many beautiful men in advance.

If she was really just an ordinary woman in the world, she would definitely be so fascinated by Fang Qimo, the big devil, that she would be lost in all directions.

Eh……

But why does she seem to be a little dizzy now?

Still can't help but want to laugh?

not good!

It's up!
Meng Xian quickly looked away and turned his head away, not letting himself look at the guy in front of him who was constantly exuding charm.

She also tentatively wiped the corners of her mouth.

... I was really afraid that I would accidentally drool.

Fang Qimo had a panoramic view of her small movements.

The corners of the lips that had never been lowered, deepened the smile again.

He took the initiative to hold Meng Xian's hand.

Startled, Meng Xian glanced at his grasped hand, then at Fang Qimo.

"Master...?"

Fang Qimo couldn't help frowning when he heard these two words.

"What did you call me?"

Meng Xian was stunned: "Master."

Fang Qimo: "But that's not what you called just now."

Meng Xian thought that just now, because of the presence of a peddler, she couldn't directly call Master Fang Qimo, so she called him by his name.

"It was because someone else was there just now, so I can't call you the leader." Meng Xian shook Fang Qimo's hand, as if acting like a spoiled child:
"Are you angry because I called you by your name? Don't be angry, I won't offend you like this in the future."

The girl raised her head, her pink mouth opened and closed to speak.

After finishing speaking, a pair of beautiful glazed eyes just looked at him eagerly, and the small mouth was still unconsciously pouted, looking aggrieved and cute.

Fang Qimo looked at her intently, and unconsciously tightened his hand.

Meng Xian thought to himself: Huh?Did he shake it?

His eyes looked down involuntarily.

Before I saw it, I felt a slight weight on my hair.

Fang Qimo's palm rested on her head, and a voice sounded above her head:
"Don't call me the leader in the future, just call me by my name."

(End of this chapter)