"Good."

Mo Yan was staring at her, and the deep black pupil flashed the color of appreciation. "In ten days, you can master the third level to this extent. Miss seven, your talent in kendo is really amazing!"

Mo Yan himself also uses a sword.

That's why I feel deeply.

It's his little Momo. He's really good.

He just can't understand why her demon form and cultivation can reach the congenital stage, while her incarnation can only reach the postnatal stage.

Small Mo Mo body, there are many secrets, he did not find out ah.

Mo Yan's eyes become enigmatic. He comes forward and gives her a cup of hawthorn tea, which is her favorite taste.

Ziqianmo was thirsty. After drinking most of the cup, she narrowed her eyes comfortably.

In the hot summer, she practiced her sword for three hours in a row. On her forehead, which was as bright as jade, she had already soaked a layer of sweat.

Mo Yan's heart moved.

It's a great opportunity to cultivate intimacy with her.

He took out a black handkerchief from the heaven and earth ring to wipe her sweat. The movement is very gentle, little by little to wipe away those lovely beads of sweat.

Ziqianmo's action of drinking tea pauses and looks at him.

They served her tea and water, and they wiped her sweat. The service was very considerate.

Mo Yan's face did not change, and his skill cultivation was very good. He continued to wipe sweat gently for her, and his black eyes were flat, as if he was doing a normal thing.

Purple fields_  ̄)

"I'll do it myself."

He's not her servant.

It's the maid of Wanyao mountain in Kunlun. She didn't serve her so carefully.

"It's done." Mo Yan slightly hooked his lips, quietly folded the black handkerchief into a square, put it in his sleeve, and hid it close to his body.

She was never given a chance to refuse.

Intimacy and habit, that's it.

For more than ten days, Mo Yan said that he had been extremely proficient in business by showing her intimate behavior at any time.

"Well, next time..."

"Ten days later, chudumen is still unconscious." Mo Yan interrupts ziqianmo's words and forcibly shifts the topic from wiping sweat to getting down to business. "He's hurt so much that even the doctors are helpless. It is said that Dan Taihong, the vice president of Xuanwu college, entered the palace today. "

Hearing the name of "dantaihong", ziqianmo's attention was immediately diverted and frowned slightly: "but that dantaihong who joined hands with the royal family to harm the third uncle?"

"Not bad." Mo Yan gave a positive answer.

Ziqianmo's eyes cold down: "it's not a good thing."

Mo Yan said: "the daughter of Dan Tai Hong is the imperial concubine of the second prince Chu Chang Geng. She is related to the Tang family and the royal family by marriage. It's reasonable that he will do it. "

Ziqianmo voice extremely cold: "not urgent, one by one."

Mo Yan knows that she is talking about revenge.

She has already taken revenge on the dog emperor. Next, she will probably take revenge on Shangtai Hong.

With his escort, he won't let her have an accident.

Mo Yan raised his hand and picked a string of elegant and unique lilies of the valley, like a lovely little wind chime. He handed it to her.

A clear light fragrance, floating into the nose.

Ziqianmo's state of mind was relieved in an instant. She took the lily of the valley and said, "it's fragrant."

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