A Journey Through Abilities: The Demon-Controlling Princess

Chapter 137 When Bingshan Meets a Rascal (1)

[18] When the iceberg meets the rogue
On the busy street, a handsome and indifferent man in white was walking in front, followed by a child in white with a silver mask.

The pedestrians around couldn't help paying attention to them.

It's just because the man's appearance is too conspicuous, and because the aura exuding from that man is too indifferent.

The child wearing the silver mask quickly walked a few steps and caught up with the man in white. His little hand climbed up to the man's big hand and said sweetly, "Daddy beauty, give me a hug."

Pedestrians around immediately looked suddenly enlightened, are they really father and son?
It's just that it's strange that the child has a silver mask on his face.

"Zhuge—Nuan Nuan—"

Su Yao stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at the person beside her, said with gritted teeth.

"Beauty Daddy, my name is Liuye, you can't even remember my name, it really is Beauty Daddy, you have too many children, so it's not good to be romantic, Beauty Daddy."

The child wearing the silver mask was Nuan Nuan, with a hint of slyness in the corner of his mouth under the mask, and a beautiful father in his mouth, making Su Yao feel powerless.

He felt that he was really wrong.

He shouldn't have made concessions in the first place, this product is a material for taking an inch.

It's a rascal.

Looking at the weird eyes of those people around, Su Yao had the urge to use his lightness kung fu and leave immediately.

I knew it would be no good to listen to her, so I would learn from ordinary people when I went shopping occasionally, and experience the life of ordinary people once in a while.

"Beauty Daddy, give me a hug."

Nuan Nuan was relentless, shaking Su Yao's hand and acting like a baby, completely ignoring that it was on the street, ignoring the crowds around, and also ignoring Su Yao's obviously cold face.

Anyway, she is a child now, and of course a child has to act like a baby.

Anyway, she is wearing a silver mask now, and no one knows who she is.

Nuan Nuan now understands why Qisha likes to wear a silver mask, so that she can do things more freely, no wonder she was no more than Qisha when she was a rascal, he must have put on a mask, so she has a thicker skin.

Nuannuan, admit it, in fact, you just became thicker and more rascal.

(End of this chapter)