He poured a cup for himself and also poured a cup for Mo Yan.

Mo Yan took the cup, tasted it and put it down again: "this tea is not very good."

Ziqianmo is not angry, very indifferent way: "is worse than the rabbit bubble a lot."

This tea is made from sunflower essence.

Sunflower essence has almost become a full-time nanny in this yard now.

Look at her hard work, purple grain street also reluctant to Tucao her, tea taste is flat, and make complaints about it.

"You can't hurt yourself." Mo Yan looked at her deeply, stretched out a hand, and helped her to brush a wisp of broken hair behind her ears. "Remember, you always deserve the best."

My heart is warm in purple fields.

Somewhere soft, touched.

Who says a demon can't find a human partner?

The human companion in front of her is the best in the world.

"I want to go home and have a look." Ziqianmo looked at him, clear eyes, water light.

"Good." Mo Yan agreed without hesitation, "I'll grant you two days' leave."

He is the leader of rilun Pavilion and vice president of Xuanwu college.

And she is a new student of rilunge.

Under normal circumstances, freshmen are not allowed to leave the college within half a year except for performing tasks. Only when there is a life and death event at home can they ask for leave.

It can be said that Mo Yan's current status of power still has this right.

Purple fields of the eye, across a glimmer of joy.

Mo Yan is very happy.

It's one of her few little faces.

And she, also only in front of themselves, will have a little expression.

It gives him a great sense of accomplishment.

I hope she is happy, I hope she is lively, I hope I can drive her.

"Go now." Mo Yan grabs her hand and is about to leave.

"Well." Ziqianmo was led by him and did not refuse.

Very obedient.

There is a feeling that everything is up to him.

He guides in the front, and she just needs to follow.

It's a tacit understanding.

Ziqianmo is so pulled by Mo Yan, leaving the courtyard and Xuanwu college.

Only sujiu was left in the dormitory.

Su Jiujiu followed suit and worked all night. He was tired and fell asleep in the room.

When she woke up, she found that her favorite little purple had disappeared, and she would definitely have to fry her hair again.

Of course, there will be demons to appease the Nine Tailed Fox.

*。*。*

On the way back to Zifu.

Mo Yan and ziqianmo share a carriage.

Ziqianmo said, "I don't think the third uncle's revenge is revenge."

Mo Yan said: "Dan Tai Hong is not as good as dead. His heart and mind are all damaged, and he suddenly turns white. My little Momo is very powerful. "

Ziqianmo just shook his head: "what I did, it doesn't count."

Mo Yan gave her a hand to peel the orange and said, "do you mean that the third uncle has to do it himself to revenge?"

Now, he has habitually called zimucheng as his third uncle and zikun as his grandfather.

In the past, ziqianmo would oppose it.

But since the mutual confession, she did not mind at all, very frankly accepted.

"Yes."

Ziqianmo took a piece of peeled orange from him and put it in her mouth. It was sour and sweet. She liked it very much.

Mo Yan said, "let the third uncle kill Dan Tai Hong."

Purple Qian Mo shallow Mou Yi Liang: "just have this meaning."

They hit it off.

Mo Yan put an orange in his lover's mouth,