It's really like what the senior sister said, you really feel like you get twice the result with half the effort.
Sure enough, the treatment of the favored sons of heaven is different.
Hua Qingqing was greedily absorbing spiritual energy and began to practice.
But she always noticed that someone was staring at her, and she opened her eyes immediately. ,
At some point, Mo Zhuochen came to her.
"May I have your name!?"
Mo Zhuochen asked aloud.
"Hua Qingdao."
She blinked and answered.
"Um!"
Mo Zhuochen nodded, then stood up and walked out again.
“…”
Hua Qingyao was speechless for a while, what does this mean
Boss... are you just here to ask for your name
So, Hua Qingying settled down at Fengqiao Night Moor.
She couldn't hear any news here, but people outside were spreading the news.
Because Hua Qingming's appearance is extremely charming, if you really compare it to her.
It can only be the combination of roses and peonies.
It has the beauty of roses and the nobility of peonies. Although it is charming, it is not tacky.
The figure is also curvy and looks very hot.
But in the eyes of outsiders, they kept complaining that she was the one who seduced Mo Zhuochen.
Anyway, there is a rumor in Tianxuan Sect that Mo Zhuochen, a figure who was relegated to immortality by Tianxuan Sect, was seduced by a trash.
Many people expressed dissatisfaction.
Mo Zhuochen is a god-like existence. If there is no woman around her, there is nothing to say.
But there was already someone by his side, so everything was different.
In short, Hua Qingyao is now a public enemy.
Fortunately, Mo Zhuochen also has a small kitchen here. Although Mo Zhuochen no longer needs to eat, he likes to taste some food occasionally, thus forgetting the fact that he is pursuing a cold road.
He wanted to eat, but he didn't know when. He wanted to eat, but someone still brought fresh ingredients every day.
So if he doesn't eat it, those things will be cheap and cost him nothing.
They are all very spiritual foods. After eating them, she will gain even more in her cultivation.
"Cook today, make it mine."
Mo Zhuochen stood outside the kitchen, watching Hua Qingyao's busy sounds in the kitchen.
"okay."
Hua Qingying responded, then looked up again.
A thousand years at a glance, that's probably what it means.
Mo Zhuochen stood outside. Behind him was an endless expanse of fiery red maple leaves, which looked like they were in full swing.
He stood there upright, wearing only the pure white robe of the sect.
She obviously had such simple clothes and such a simple background, but she looked very different at this moment.
Obviously, it can be painted.
I just don’t know if it’s the person in the painting or the person in the painting.
After watching for a moment, Hua Qingqing lowered his head as if nothing had happened and started cooking.
Mo Zhuochen looked at her expression and couldn't help but smile.
It is a common thing to be pestered by people's eyes all the time.
But often when others look at him and his eyes see other people, they dodge and look away.
It was just her, as if nothing had happened.
Hua Qingying was making something. Looking out of the corner of his eye, he could see him, still watching.
(End of chapter)