Who will tell her that her face is the same and the same color is the same. Why, at this moment, when she changed her gender, when she looked at her, how could she be so strange? She was so unfamiliar, her eyes were so sour that she didn't even have the courage to blink...

Yes, she was wearing a mask, so how could she hope that this person could recognize her at a glance?

The eyebrows are as dark as the distance, the eyes are filled with autumn waves, the red lips are slightly dotted, the beautiful nose is tall, the slender waist is gentle, and the charming. Now, these words are still not an exaggeration to describe this person...

It's so gorgeous, but that's it...

Who is Mo Qingcheng? After a brief silence and the loss of everyone, Mo Qingcheng could still smile so flatteringly, and then say in that very pleasing tone

"Since the beauty has a certain heart, it will no longer be too difficult for others to do so. If the ring continues, it will be meaningless. Instead, it will be a big deal for the beauty..." Speaking of this, Mo Qingcheng still blinked at Luo Xier, and only blinked the woman's face under the veil and blushed out before he could stop...

Then continue to gain a stubborn approach

"But, I only want to ask the girl for something if I win three games..."

Luo Xier was full of joy at this moment. She always responded to Mo Qingcheng's request, but she was still a little shy and said softly to Mo Qingcheng.

"Please speak..."

Mo Qingcheng was not polite either. He raised his head, raised his mouth a little sincerely under the mask, and opened his mouth and said.

"I want the ring on the girl's waist..."

As soon as Mo Qingcheng said this, Mo Qinghan's eyes tightened in the audience. Luo Xier was also stunned, but she still took off the ring of her waist and handed it to Mo Qingcheng, and then murmured.

"Xi'er also got it accidentally. If the young master likes it, take it..."

Mo Qingcheng took it with a smile, but before turning around, he glanced at the man in red, but only spit out two words at the woman in ink and painting, calling him a painting, and then jumped directly from the ring...

Mo Qingcheng said

“See you…”

Ruomo Qingcheng knew that these two people were just looking for words under the steps, but they locked the most infatuated and purest feelings in the woman's long life. If Mo Qingcheng knew, would there be a woman like a painting in this world? She would have spitted those two words so easily...

Perhaps, things in this world are destined...
Chapter completed!