Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

Buckle the ice water on the wooden table, and Mo insists on wiping his lower lip with the back of his hand. The other hand clung tightly to the corner of the table.

Is it summer?

The temperature... It's too hot.

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Ning Wanxing changed the school uniform she wore yesterday.

The maid should have cleaned and ironed her after changing it.

Sure enough~

But last night she had no memory at all.

What happened and how he was brought back by Mo Zhiyan are completely unknown.

She didn't reveal her identity after drinking too much, did she?

I can't help but drink a little wine.

Fortunately, there is no class today, and she has something to deal with.

Arranged the bow of shirt collar, Ning Wanxing turned and walked downstairs.

While going downstairs, Ning Wanxing looked around at the decoration.

I don't know which Mohist villa this is. It's her first time.

In a word, there is a smell of money all around.

For example, the paintings hanging on the corridor are all genuine works of famous artists in the early years.

One pair is priceless.

What a luxury

As soon as evening star takes back his sight and goes downstairs, he catches a glimpse of a big devil sitting at the dining table like a man or a dog.

Hearing the voice, Mo insisted and looked sideways. The lines of his face were firm, and his thin lips were slightly opened. "Come here."

Ning Wanxing: "I don't eat."

"Come here." He repeated, "or do you want me to tie you up?"

... he can really do such a thing.

There will be an appointment later. Wanxing has no time to fight with him.

She rarely submissive step forward, "I said I don't want to eat!"

"Who said you had it?" Mo insisted that he was like a gangster boss, with arms around his hands and legs staring straight, holding his chin high and dragging like, "I want you to feed me."

The evening star can't believe what he heard, and stares, "what do you say?"

Mo insisted on the evil spirit of a smile, word by word repeated, "Hey, me, eat, ah."

"You think so! Why should I feed you? Don't you have hands? "

"I hurt my hand." Mo insisted on speech to raise his that noble claw, pointed to a scar on the top, "fight for you to get hurt."

"Fight for me? What are you doing? "

"Last night." Mo insisted on squinting at her, voice faint, "how, do you want to default?"

Really? Did you have one last night?

The late star is trying to piece together his memory.

It's like... It's like... Maybe

She stared at Mo's injury and muttered, "you're not broken."

Mo insisted, "what are you talking about? Dead wench, do you still have conscience after all

She's looking forward to him?!

Mo insisted on Nuo breakfast with his chin, indicating to her, "hurry up."

"You... Didn't you say you didn't want to see me when you were at school yesterday? Now why must I feed you? I can disappear in front of you right now. "

"Because..." he said slowly, "if you don't want to feed me, I will let you feed me."

？？？

Is this guy an s-shaker?!

"What's the matter with you? Today, if you don't finish feeding this bowl of rice, you won't want to leave my Mohist villa. "

Evening star clenched his teeth and picked up the bowl.

"What's your expression? Ning Wanxing, do you know how many women are lining up outside to get close to me? You are still reluctant to give me this chance? "

Evening star is still struggling, stirring rice porridge with a spoon.

Mo insisted on his arm, stiff don't open a handsome face, "OK, I don't eat, don't feed if you don't want to!"

The evening star was relieved, "I'll take it."

"You dare to take it!"

“…………”

Is he a kid? What are you thinking?

After two seconds of stalemate, the late star finally compromised.

She scooped up a spoonful of rice porridge.

Master Mo was very cooperative and opened his mouth wide, "ah --"