Fast wear male god is super fierce

Chapter 315 Demon Guardian 16
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no place to hide here. Nan Qian could only sit beside the big tree aggrieved.

The thin clothes themselves have been soaked through.

There was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

Suddenly remembered Mo Ran, her medicine was only for one hour.

So now, Mo Ran should have noticed it.

With his character...

A hint of disappointment flashed across his wet eyes for an instant.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep by the tree.

Wait until the day, you can know how to get out.

……

When I woke up, I still felt some heat on my body.

Didn't you get wet yesterday?
Frowning slightly, his eyes gradually became clear.

Looking forward, he froze.

Ink burning...

"Why are you here……"

Mo ignited the fire and roasted a rabbit.

His eyes were light and his tone was very lazy.

"If you want to play here, just tell me, and I will accompany you. The princess left alone. What happened, do you want His Majesty to blame me?"

His tone was very bad, and his eyes were a little impatient.

But the rabbit meat is still leaning delicately between the fingers.

Seems to have gotten used to his tone, Nan Qian felt nothing in his heart.

It was the fragrant rabbit meat that always attracted her attention.

My stomach also started to growl untimely.

After Mo Ran heard it, his fingers paused slightly, and then he continued to roll the roasted rabbit on his fingers.

After it was baked, he actually gave the whole thing to Nanqian, and wiped his fingers with a handkerchief.

Nan Qian paused, looked up at him, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Mo Ran: "Just take care of yourself, take care of me?"

Nan Qian: "..."

Sure enough, Mo Ran was like a hedgehog. Whenever someone spoke to him, he would tie up his sharp thorns.

Hearing the words, I was no longer polite, and started to eat with big mouthfuls.

The meat of the wild rabbit is really delicious, and Mo Ran actually brought seasoning with him.

He looks like a young man who can cook.

Appreciation flashed across his eyes, which is a very good advantage.

After eating, the boy next to him handed over a water bottle.

It looked like he should have carried it himself.

After eating such a greasy thing, I really feel a little thirsty.

I am not polite, but I am still afraid that he will mind.

So the lips are far away from the mouth of the kettle, so I can drink.

After drinking, he handed the water bottle to the boy next to him.

The boy's fingers seemed to pause for a moment, and then he took it.

I didn't want it...forget it...

The clothes were roasted on the fire for a while, and they knew that they felt warm, so they left with Mo Ran.

Mo Ran seemed to know the way, and walked to the carriage in a few minutes.

This time, he didn't sit in the foreigner, but followed Nanqian and sat inside.

Leaning to the side, closing eyes to rest.

As a result, Nan Qian became a little nervous, and he didn't know why.

Sitting obediently by the side, his eyes began to flick.

Knowing that the line of sight falls on Mo Ran's slender eyelashes.

His eyelashes were straight, and when he opened his eyes, he looked even more serious.

The lips are also thin and often pressed tightly, and the whole face is cool-toned.

Usually even the clothes are only black and many dark colors.

Just like a person in his seventies and eighties, he doesn't want to be 19 years old...

Suddenly curious, how does Mo Ran live in his own home, or is it the same as in the palace?
It's because there are too many things I don't like in the palace...

(End of this chapter)