Ling Luoyu's eyes turned slightly, and he squatted inexplicably: "I...I said, I don't know your...things..."

"But since you know who I am, you should hear something about me, even if it's just scaly claws, it's okay, but you don't have..."

Mo Xuanchen's breath warmed Ling Luoyu's lips, causing her to lean back a bit again, trying to avoid this charm.

"You don't say anything, which means you know everything... But you just don't say! Why?? What are you afraid of?? Or, you are afraid of what I know?!"

His eyes made Ling Luoyu bewildered in his heart: "What can I be afraid of?? I don't know, I don't know!!"

Don't admit it to death! !

Mo Xuanchen's black eyes were burning, staring at her burningly, and finally curled his lips and chuckled.

"Come on, I'll take you to our ancient city of Mojia to have a fun... Wait three days, I'm going back!!"

He got up and waved his hands, smoothing out the wrinkles on his shirt, calm and breezy.

Ling Luoyu was intoxicated for a while-he still did! !

Habitual movements have not changed, just forgot about yourself! !

Mo Xuanchen looked sideways, "What's the matter? You... don't want to go?? Still thinking about taking your theater crew to make money to marry a wife?!"

Before Ling Luoyu could speak, he had thrown out a purse.

"I said, I will raise you!! Let's go!!"

He went out first and waited at the door.

Seeing him standing under the flowers and grass in the courtyard, Ling Luoyu's heart trembled again.

She suddenly thought of the back from when she first saw him.

Among the green grass, he knelt to put on her shoes.

At that moment, her heart was completely melted.

Tears came out, her lips trembled and she looked at him without blinking.

She wanted to go up and hold his hand and tell him everything between them.

She wanted him to look at her as spoiltly as before, make her a little bit shamelessly, and protect her without hesitation in life and death.

"Xuan Chen..."

She murmured, chanting his name in a voice that she could only hear.

"When will you think of me, remember who I am!!"

Mo Xuanchen's heart ached inexplicably, as if one of his hands was tossed fiercely.

He stroked his chest and turned to look: "I..."

At that moment, he saw the tears in her eyes.

Ling Luoyu turned his head abruptly, avoided his sight, cast his eyes down and collected the purse.

"What's the matter?" Mo Xuanchen frowned, "Do you... do you think I insulted you? I didn't mean anything else, just kidding with you..."

He hurried forward, trying to explain his motives.

"I know you are not this kind of person... Money is no different from **** to you, I..."

"Who said that?!" Ling Luoyu raised his head calmly, and poured the tears in his eyes back: "My biggest hobby is to sleep until I wake up naturally, and count the money to get cramps... you gave me this little money. , It's not enough for me to count!"

She waved and turned, shaking her arm slightly.

"You are here, wait for me!"

"What are you doing?!"

"Dressing and dressing up and changing clothes...Walking with your evil monster, always has to match!! Maybe, we can really form a CP or something..."

"What...P??"

Ling Luoyu stopped at the door abruptly, and smiled sideways: "That is to say, we might actually be able to match a pair!!"