Chapter 690

Though his look was so subtle that it was almost invisible.

But Nangong Yueming was still vaguely aware that the air around him was chilly.

So she continued: "Oh, I heard Nangong Xi say that younger martial sister Qingqing just went out of the test field with Lu Hansheng and went to the student canteen together."

Words, like a thorn in his throat.

However, Nangong Yueming's words, he only listen to as a joke, still calm, silent to the courtyard.

"Younger martial brother Moxuan." Nangong Yueming still didn't give up. "It's so late, haven't you had dinner yet? I just cooked the dinner myself. If you don't mind... "

"I don't mind."

Gu Mian Mo coldly interrupted her words, slightly frowned, only felt a little noisy.

Being rejected mercilessly, Nangong Yueming's finger bones curled up tightly, his face turned black, and he couldn't breathe.

She is the pride of the mieling clan. She has been treated with respect since she was a child. As long as she is the man she wants, there is nothing she can't get, let alone a man who will refuse her.

Mo Xuan, the first!

However, the more he refused, the more unwilling Nangong Yueming was, and the more terrifying he was.

Gu mianmo was about to leave the courtyard, but he heard a familiar sound, like a silver bell.

Mo Qingge and Lu Hansheng go back to the courtyard together. They don't know what they are talking about. They look happy, like friends they haven't seen for many years.

Looking at the woman's smile, Gu felt as if she could spray fire out of her deep eyes.

Nangong Yueming stands on one side, with a smile on her lips and a look at the drama.

Now, Mo Xuan should see that Mo Qingqing is a cheap maid!

Mo Qingge walked into the courtyard, looked at a white dress standing in the same place, heartless to say hello: "Mo Xuan, how are you here? I haven't seen you all morning

Gu Mian Mo looks cold and gloomy. He wants to cut the man beside her.

Nangong Yueming smiles and interjects: "sister Qingqing, how can you notice him if your heart is not on him?"

"Nangong Yueming, don't be so weird here!" Mo Qingge coldly accepted back, "little Mo Mo is my brother, of course I will miss him in my heart!"

This woman, can't speak well? She has to be disgusting.

The word "brother" came out of the mouth of Mo Qingge and fell on Gu Mian's heart like a horizontal thorn.

Although he knew that Ge'er had lost his memory, he was still inexplicably lost and angry. Without saying a word, he turned and went to the inner hall.

"Hey, little Momo, what's the matter with you?" Mo Qingge looked at his back, confused, "angry? Hello

No matter how she called, Gu felt as if she had never heard of it and left without looking back.

Nangong Yueming saw it in his eyes, and he felt very happy.

A man as elegant and noble as Mo Xuan must not have sand in his eyes, let alone Mo Qing's behavior.

"Brother Lu, I'll see you tomorrow!"

Realizing that Mo Xuan seemed really angry, Mo Qingge waved to Lu Hansheng and chased him into the inner hall.

"See you tomorrow."

Lu Hansheng looked at her back, lips slightly Yang, thoughts are still immersed in a whole day together.

Mo Qingge chased into the inner hall all the way, pushed the door open, and what came into sight was a dazzling table of food, with some attractive aroma.

What's not perfect is that it's a little cold.

She was stunned and asked, "Mo Xuan, are these for me?"

"No

He denied with a black face.

"No?" Mo Qingge blinked her eyes and asked, "not for me, but for whom?"

"Hello, cat."

Cold tone, sounds a little proud.

Mo Qingge

Hello, those stray cats in the yard?

How can those cats eat so much?

So, Mo Qingge came a little closer, looked into his eyes and asked, "are you angry?"

"Not angry." Gu Mian Mo still doesn't look at her, blocking a breath at the bottom of his heart.

"You don't want to talk to me, and you're not angry?" Looking at his haughty appearance, Mo Qingge chuckles.

He doesn't talk.

Mo Qingge sighed a little, his tone had to be more serious, and said: "well, don't be angry, I don't know you cooked dinner. When I come back, you are haunted every day, and you don't say hello to me, can I guess your mind?"

Seeing that she still did not speak, Mo Qingge said with a smile: "you see, I went to the college canteen and brought you some sweet scented osmanthus cakes from the canteen."

This sweet scented osmanthus cake can be used to cajole Xiaomo.

Mo Qingge took out the sweet scented osmanthus cake from his sleeve and put it on his lips with a smile. He flattered him and said, "come on, have a taste. This sweet scented osmanthus cake is delicious!"

Even the kittens in the yard love to eat.

Soft tone, with a bit coquetry.

Hearing her voice, Gu Mian Mo's heart suddenly softened a little, slightly looked at her.

This little girl is still thinking about him.

"Try it, it's really delicious!" Mo Qingge came closer and said softly.

Finally, Gu felt soft hearted, opened her thin lips, bit her lips, and moved her eyelashes.

Even the posture of eating is elegant and moving.

"How is it, delicious?" She asked with a smile.

"Well, it's delicious."

They are all delicious.

"If it's delicious, smile." Mo Qingge looked into his eyes, "don't put on a face, it's not good."

Then he reached out and pinched his face.

Ah, his skin is so good!

I couldn't help touching it a few more times.

Gu Mian ink lips slightly hook, showing a light smile, a million years, unparalleled.

Mo Qingge just looked at it, and then fell into the beauty of his flourishing age, unable to extricate himself.

She couldn't help praising, "it's beautiful!"

Small Mo Mo laughs can be really good-looking, she a Yan dog, can't resist at all.

"Are you not angry?" Mo Qingge asked uncertainly.

"Not angry." He still said that.

Mo Qingge turns his eyes and thinks that he is really a man of right and wrong.

"In the future, don't go to the canteen with him again." Gu Mo's tone is a bit overbearing.

Mo Qingge

Is he a little too broad?

"Why?"

"I made it for you myself." His voice, a little gentle.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, but he didn't promise. He just changed the topic: "today I don't know, so I don't want to stand you up. Don't worry about me."

I don't know why, deep in her heart, she didn't want to be misunderstood by Xiaomo.

"Well." He answered.

He can't bear to worry with Ge'er. At most he will be sulky.