Di Moxuan made an inch of progress, and tightened his arms further: "Then... let you go now, but after the matter is over, I want the same reward as before."
Ye Qingluo: "..."
He who was caught by the love gu did not forget his dark nature.
What reward.
Did it take root in his brain
Why do you keep thinking about this
The romping outside the carriage became more and more wanton.
Yan Xiaoyi knocked on the window of the carriage with that teasing voice: "I said, Qing Luo, there must be a degree of intimacy, there are still many forces behind who are preparing to enter the Miao nationality, if you stop here, But people will be watching."
Ye Qingluo resentfully pushed Di Moxuan's chest: "Okay, don't make trouble, let's go down!"
Di Moxuan just didn't let go, and rubbed her into his arms again.
In the tone, there was that kind of shamelessness and stubborn childishness: "If Xiao Luoer doesn't agree to me, I won't let it go! I won't let it go!"
After saying this, his two dark and quiet peach blossom eyes carefully studied Ye Qingluo's expression.
As if afraid that she would get angry, she quickly answered another sentence: "Xiao Luo'er is not good, you want me to wait for you obediently, and let someone else hug you! Xiao Luo'er is mine!"
Who said that he was caught in a love gu and didn't know how to think
This girl's black belly and cunning have penetrated into her bone marrow!
Listening to the laughter outside, Ye Qingluo also knew that Yan Xiaoyi's words were right.
There are also many powers that have entered the Miao nationality one after another.
Their carriage is small.
But it also blocks the way.
After all, the impact is not good.
Ye Qingluo raised her eyes and glared at Di Moxuan, then reluctantly agreed.
There is no way, my man can only choose to pamper him!
"But... want a reward, Ah Xuan has to promise me one thing." Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows.
Di Moxuan had already let go of her delicate body after getting the desired answer.
In the next moment, Ye Qingluo pushed him to the side of the carriage.
Ye Qingluo raised one knee and knelt in the gap between Di Moxuan's two retreats.
With one hand, he took out a gold-rimmed half mask from the Minghuang ring.
Holding the mask, she gesticulated on Di Moxuan's face for a while.
A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This mask is the mask she made for Emperor Moxuan according to his face shape during this period of time.
Her refining level is only at the entry level.
However, fortunately, she is also a mask specially refined with the third-grade holy fire.
Although the created mask does not have any additional special effects, it is still extremely delicate in terms of aesthetics.
especially…
When putting the mask on Di Moxuan's face.
The effect is simply not too amazing!
The gold-rimmed mask made the lines of Di Moxuan's face clear and tough.
The twinkling peach blossom eyes that were exposed seemed to carry all the light in the world, and the funds were bright.
The mask only covered the upper half of Di Moxuan's face.
The graceful arc of the jaw and that thin lip were revealed.
Both mysterious and expensive.
Beautiful, like a god descending into the world.
Facing Emperor Moxuan's face every day, he watched Ye Qingluo for such a long time.
At this time, I couldn't help but lose my soul.
Until outside the carriage, Yan Xiaoyi's anxious voice came: "Qing Luo, if you two don't come out, I'm going in!"
Only then did Ye Qingluo retract her gaze in a daze.
With his slender fingers, Di Moxuan caressed the mask on his face.
There was a smile in his eyes: "Xiao Luoer likes me wearing a mask?"
Ye Qingluo said that this action was so tempting that she couldn't hold it anymore!
She took a deep breath, and in order to prevent herself from really losing control, she grabbed Di Moxuan's arm and rushed out of the carriage...