Chapter 290

But these luxurious clothes can't hide the beauty of the woman in the scorching sun.

It's beautiful.

As blazing as a flame.

But it happened that on such a gorgeous face, there was a pair of quiet and warm pupils like autumn water.

Mo Yan's first feeling is that this woman's character is absolutely different from her appearance. She is not fierce at all, but slow and gentle.

rosefinch.

At the first sight of this woman, these two words came to mind.

Absolutely sure!

Mo Yan was not surprised by the rosefinch. In his eyes, there are only two kinds of women, one is the little Momo, the other is the background board.

All his attention was focused on the rosefinch's hand.

Once, once, and again.

He's on his way.

damn!

Almost instantaneously, a hundred jars of aged vinegar were immediately knocked over, and the strong sour smell could make the flowers and plants on Tianyan peak wither.

Mo · vinegar king · Yan a pair of deep Phoenix eyes, not happy to squint up.

Eyes swish like knives.

I wish I could poke hundreds of holes in rosefinch's hand.

Little Momo, only he can do it!

Rosefinch is also an exquisite mind, otherwise the last life chasing like people, also can't give him as strategist, help him win thousands of miles.

In front of her eyes, this beautiful human is like a demon in the world. The eyes of her Royal Highness the demon king in her arms are full of strong possessiveness.

And——

Hostility to her.

It's so sour.

It's true. She's a woman. As for it.

If she disguised herself as a man and turned into a handsome young man, as she did when she followed her sweetheart, wouldn't he blow it up?

"Little Momo."

Mo · vinegar king · Yan, first of all, the voice is as low-alcohol and pleasant as ever, but with a trace of subtle resentment.

I really like rosefinch!

Like to be like this, let her hold the hair.

Isn't that his exclusive benefit.

"Why are you here?" Small Mo Mo squint at his own son hit one eye, "is not to say don't come up?"

Mo Dayan is silent, and his cold face has no expression.

I'm confused.

Does she think he bothers her to make love with rosefinch?

It's more sour.

A hundred jars of vinegar turned into a thousand jars, one by one, then one by one.

Mo · vinegar king · Yan expressed his dissatisfaction with his actions.

His face was strained.

Step forward.

I'm going to snatch the little Momo from the rosefinch's arms.

His.

Qian Jue was stunned. At the moment, she had already guessed that the human who was more beautiful than the first beautiful man of the demon family was probably the "son" chosen by his royal highness.

It looks like I'm 17 or 18 years old.

The bearing is extraordinary.

It's a good one.

However - just this guy snatched xiaomomo's domineering posture from his arms, it can be seen that people did not intend to develop a pure "father son relationship" with xiaomomo.

Qian Jue this Leng God, let Mo Yan to succeed.

Mo Yan holds her beloved Bai Tuanzi, a slender hand, dragging her hairy, the other one on her head, gently rubbing, and then began to roll hair, roll to the back, and then roll to the tip of the tail.

It's a pretty skilled business.

Once upon a time, when he met a fluffy animal, he would be afraid and sweat; Now, without touching her, he felt insecure.

*。*。*

Little Momo: O (* / / / / ▽ / / / *) Q

#I'm jealous#

#My mother said, we used to love#

Ask for a ticket~