The peach-colored clothes flickered in and out under the candlelight, but floated without the wind... Looking at Mo Qingcheng's eyes at the moment, he seemed to be angry, but there was a hint of charm...

Mo Qingcheng glanced at the eye-catching ink stains on the man's sleeves, and stuck out his tongue very shamelessly...then walked forward with a smile and said flatteringly.

"Beauty, long time no see..."

The peach-colored man snorted coldly, and finally said in a strange way

"The girl's appearance is too much for the calamity..."

Mo Qingcheng was stunned on the spot. He didn't realize what the man meant for a long time... When he came back to his senses, he applied it directly to the man like a dog-skin plaster, doing some shameful little moves, and said with red eyes.

"Beauty, are you willing to go home with me?"

The peach-colored man's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and he calmly distanced himself from someone, turned his head, and was stunned to see Mo Qingcheng's mouth watering...

Damn, this man loves her so much even when he frowns. By the way, how come beautiful men in ancient times are so attractive...

"My name is Mo Qingcheng..." The peach-colored man suddenly raised his lips and smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming, but he said this, and then stared at Mo Qingcheng with interest, as if waiting to see Mo Qingcheng's reaction...

But Mo Qingcheng was just looking at the person in front of him and smiling like an idiot... After a while, he finally uttered two words with a click of his lips.

"It sounds nice..." Forgive her, she didn't mean to make a fool of herself. Who made that man smile so beautifully? It was obviously light and shallow, but it was charming to the core... just like - just like Lie Ruge...

Mo Qingcheng was startled by the name that suddenly popped up in his mind. When he raised his head, he only saw the beautiful man with a shriveled look with black lines on his head...

But he saw the peach-colored man continue to expand the smile on his face, and he felt like he was smiling but not smiling. He gritted his teeth and said

"I'll say it again, my name is Mo Qingcheng..."

Mo Qingcheng was puzzled, how could he change his face so easily? He shuddered because he was so hopeless, then he raised his head and tugged at the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and said in a sly voice.

"I heard..."

"Mo——Qingcheng" The peach-colored man's angry and drawn-out voice kept echoing in Mo Qingcheng's mind. Also emerging was the evil man in red clothes... It seems that that person also likes this.
Chapter completed!