Chapter 164

This is not the first time he has carved her.

When you have nothing to do, or miss her, you will always take a piece of jade or gem with good texture to describe her one by one.

His desk, has put a whole row of small Momo.

Ruby, float crystal, glass kind of emerald, tourmaline, cat's-eye, and all kinds of warm and precious jade, it's like a hand-made collection.

A variety of colors of the Mo Mo row sit.

At the moment, this one in Mo Yan's hand is the closest to her hair color - White Warm jade.

He is waiting for her.

She said it was for tonight.

He had been waiting here since noon, several hours had passed, and he didn't feel impatient at all.

The purple fields are here.

She landed on the windowsill.

On the window lattice, there is a basin of white lily of the valley in full bloom, bathed in the moonlight, with a different elegance.

Of course, flowers are not created by Mo Yan.

He doesn't like flowers and plants.

Just because he ordered his subordinates to buy thousands of pots of junyingcao last time, they thought that he liked junyingcao too and put a pot on the window of his office room.

As soon as ziqianmo saw Linglan, he couldn't control himself. He forgot to come to Mo Yan and had something to talk about. He stretched out his little white paws and scratched his lovely petals and hairy head. He rubbed and rubbed among the clusters of Linglan flowers.

Mo Yan's cultivation is very high, and his six senses are extremely keen.

As soon as the kid landed on the windowsill, he found her.

He was glad to see her again.

Just about to put down the carving knife and Bai Wenyu, I went to chat with her. Who knows, the little guy totally ignored himself and started to play with the Junying grass on the windowsill.

Mo Yan was helpless for a while. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He was a little jealous of the Junying grass and took her attention.

"Like it?"

He sighed, and a deep, sweet voice rose above her.

Purple Qian Mo body a stiff, raise a head, just with the man deep good-looking Phoenix Mou to go up.

too bad!

I can't control this damn instinct!

She spurned herself deeply, then pushed the potted flower out of the window sill with her claws, and fell down from the 17th floor with a "pop" sound.

"I don't like it." High cold face, serious tone.

Mo Yan stares at her without saying a word.

Ziqianmo only felt a burst of dryness and heat on her face. Damn it, what are you looking at? Her voice became colder and colder: "boring."

Mo Yan looks at the little guy's arrogant appearance, only feels cute and tight.

Clearly like, but right and wrong.

"You just like it." Mo Yan's heart itches, and the bad factor floats up, so he wants to tease her.

Ziqianmo: "go to hell（ ╯/////)╯︵┻━┻

This demon won't admit it!

"If you like, I won't laugh at you." The radian of Mo Yan's lips is completely out of control. The rising radian is more and more obvious.

Ziqianmo fried hair.

You said you wouldn't laugh at me?

You're laughing now, aren't you?!

He was so angry that tianlinggai flew out. Baituanzi turned around and turned his butt to him. The whole body's hair explodes like a little hedgehog.

Mo Yan see her like this, know oneself is to tease a little bit too much, the little guy's face is thin, angry, this is.

Want to touch her, want to hold her in his arms into a ball, good comfort.