First-class Female Spiritualist, Domineering Maid Covering the Sky With One Hand

Mu Fengzhao raised his eyebrows as he watched, which was a clumsy performance. You will feel dazzling when you see it, but if you see it too much, it will stain your eyes.

Then Mu Fengzhao turned his head and looked at him disdainfully. He turned his head and saw the original body of the flesh-ancient Mu Fengzhao, and then took a closer look at his expression.

This doesn’t matter. Mu Fengzhao’s eyebrows frowned slightly in ancient times, and a pair of apricot eyes seemed to shed tears, and the whole immersed eyes became more and more watery and translucent. Even when Mu Fengzhao saw such clear and bright eyes, he also slightly A flash of God.

Although Fen Dai did not apply, but the beauty in this one, but there is no Fen Dai wants to compare, this exquisite and lovely, looks very beautiful.

If it is indispensable to be stalked by men like jackals and tigers and leopards outside, fortunately, it is in the illusion. After all, Mu Fengzhao glanced at it, but smiled calmly.

Involuntarily touched his face, suddenly felt a little grateful that he was also such a beautiful face, which made people look pitiful.

In ancient times, Mu Fengzhao was in a daze, and there was an indescribable sense of desolation. How could he be so stupid? She was in vain.

Now she seemed to be clumsy acting, she hadn't seen it at all in her previous life. Not only that, she was deceived in vain, and she was as close to this vicious woman as a sister. Really blind!

She thinks about it now that she feels chills in her heart, not only for her own stupidity, but also for the deep thoughts of this little Chunhua.

But everything in the old days is still repeating the same mistakes in front of him, and the ancient Mu Fengzhao can only watch, and there is no way to escape.

But the ancient Mu Fengzhao was not reconciled. He could only watch the previous scenes repeat the same mistakes in front of him. Instead, he raised his hand and stepped forward quickly, trying to block this possibility, until he let the ancient Mu Fengzhao go. How to obstruct it is just in vain.

As soon as Mu Fengzhao's hand was put on in ancient times, Xiao Chunhua and Xiao Fengzhao dissipated like a moon in a mirror. When her hands stopped, the scattered stars gathered again, showing their original appearance.

The ancient Mu Fengzhao's grievances could not be vented at all. He could only crush his teeth and watch with his eyes open, and the resentment in his heart could not be vented.

Even so, the conversation between the two villains continued.

"The elder sister thanked Sister Feng Zhao first. If we get oil and water in the future, we will definitely be blessed to share it."

Xiao Chunhua said triumphantly, the sarcasm, contempt, and even pity in her eyes appeared calmly in her complicated eyes.

Xiao Chunhua's heart is full of pride and joy, and a great future is about to come, but it is really thanks to this foolish man with worrying IQ in front of him!

The sisters are deeply affectionate, huh, Xiao Chunhua laughed inwardly, afraid that there is no such stupid sister, but Feng Zhao, don't rely on me, you don't want to die for yourself. I'll know it later.

The smile at the corner of Xiao Chunhua's mouth deepened, but her eyes were dull and unclear. He patted Xiao Fengzhao on the head to show his kindness.

Xiao Fengzhao had absolutely no defense against the person in front of her, only intimacy, although she didn't understand why she only said that there is blessing and sharing, but not the same, it is clearly such a sentence.

But she suppressed the doubts in her heart and smiled affectionately at Chunhua.

"Well, Sister Chunhua, we must be blessed and shared..."

Xiao Chunhua hurriedly interrupted Xiao Fengzhao's sentence "When we have difficulties, we should be the same."

"Oh, I forgot, Mother Liu may still be waiting for us."

Xiao Chunhua's sudden words interrupted Xiao Fengzhao's thoughts, and for a while, he didn't care about what he hadn't finished.

It wasn't until later that Xiao Fengzhao understood why she never said the phrase "when there are difficulties, we should be the same."

But that was she, she was probably discouraged and didn't care anymore.

In ancient times, Mu Fengzhao's people even wanted to turn their faces and couldn't bear to look at them, but he still couldn't help but wondered how true this sister was about her.

But since entering this illusion, she can only be disappointed again and again, and sad again and again, as if she had cut her own inner scars again and again, sprinkling some salt, and she didn't want to live.

Despite this, Mu Fengzhao in ancient times also had a hard time talking, and could not help crying as he watched this situation.

And Mu Fengzhao seemed to be watching a series of farce, appearing in front of him, and it was nothing at all. It was just a story, but the plot was really bad enough.

Even so, the person in front of him is as delicate as a willow, and his teary eyes are dim, and he is like a breeze to be promoted to an immortal.

Mu Fengzhao smiled imperceptibly just by thinking like this, and even his entire face moved agile, bright and lovely.

She looked at the person in front of her with enchanting brows and eyes, but she looked at her, so why not.

People are laymen, and they can't help but look more when they see beautiful things, but the more they are like this, Mu Fengzhao will abruptly remember the scar on his face.

Even though it is now imperceptible, there is still a mark on her face. Mu Fengzhao stroked her finger, and the protruding touch still made her feel cold.

Thinking of Mu Qiangwei's unruly and willful ugly face, I couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

What is strange is that even though Mu Fengzhao hates weak and incompetent people, he also hates people who are savage and self-willed to deceive others.

But I couldn't feel disgusted by the weak breeze blowing Liu's delicate physical body alone. Mu Fengzhao couldn't think of the reason, so he could only let his imagination and give himself a reason.

Perhaps he has been in the body for a long time, and he has a sense of intimacy with the soul of the body. Mu Fengzhao shook his head thinking about it, which was incredible.

In fact, Mu Fengzhao only thought of a reason for the connection, but Mu Fengzhao could not see through the deep-seated cause.

But Mu Fengzhao lowered his head to think for a few minutes, and then raised his head, the surrounding environment was another scene.

The sound of "sizzling" when the vegetables enter the oil pan, the clash of the spatula when turning the vegetables, the popping of the lid of the casserole from the top of the steam, and the busy burning of the fire, cooking, serving vegetables, and wearing them. people.

All show that this is a kitchen with a strong smell of fireworks, and now it is the time when the sun is the biggest, and it is also lunch time.

In this scene, Mu Fengzhao's mouth was dull and tasteless, and she had already seen one of the protagonists-Xiao Chunhua.

After watching these two paragraphs, Mu Fengzhao's interest has long been lacking.

Lack. At that time, there was interest in the original body next to him.

"Since you know her nature, why continue to watch it!" Could it be self-abuse.

However, Mu Fengzhao only complained about this sentence in his heart, and it didn't look good when he said it.