Zhu Zifan ignored her, closed his eyes and sat upright on the seat, seeming to have settled down.
Xi Zi glared at him for a long time, and sat on the chair hard, looking at the man she loved and hated for a long time.
Seeing that there was no excitement, Mo Ye withdrew his consciousness.
Zhu Zifan seemed to have a deep love for Mo'er, but she was not touched at all, because in her mind, Zhu Zifan had already been labeled as selfish and stingy, and the initial impression was really hard to reverse.
I couldn't help but scan the situation in Wanjiang Building again. During the day, most of the monks went out, and the rooms in the building were mostly empty. Those who stayed in the room were busy with their own affairs.
Zhuang Shao was doing alchemy in the room, looking very focused, while Zhong Qin was painting red lips on the mirror, over and over again.
Mo Ye no longer wastes time, injects her divine sense into the jade slip that Zhuang Shao gave her, carefully pondering the way of refining tools.
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One enters the meditation and then opens his eyes. It is already dark. Listening to the silence around you, I am afraid it is already late at night.
The room was too quiet, the bright moonlight poured in, everything in the room was so dark and solemn, so white as ethereal and ethereal, and the combination of solemnity and remoteness could be so beautiful, without any abruptness.
What kind of person is he worthy of this room
No, it should be said, what kind of person is this room worthy of
Mo Ye extended the divine consciousness through the prohibition. Most of the guests had already started to rest and meditate. Most casual practitioners were not too close to their companions, and they rarely got along alone in private, so there was no voice of conversation.
Zhuang Shao still maintained the posture of alchemy, the small bronze cauldron flew inward in the flame of his palm, and the pill on the table had been piled up into a hill, I am afraid he was preparing for the following experience.
Zhongqin is not in the Wanjiang Tower, the door has been locked and closed, and he will not be back at night.
Of course, when she just wanted to take back her spiritual sense, the sound of the next room made her pause, and her spiritual sense instantly surrounded the next room.
The heavy gasp, the unbearable groan, the rhythmic sound of the bed shaking, really made her stunned.
"Brother...just take it easy, uh... it hurts..."
"At this time, it hurts, and it's just so hot... Have you ever thought about the consequences? Huh?"
"Ah! Brother... Let it go... Let it go... Um..."
Mo Ye's mouth was wide open, her jaw was so painful that she forgot to breathe for a long time, staring at the moonlight in the bed, her body intertwined with white flowers...
What happened? What kind of dramatic change has taken place in her process of entering Dharma
In the daytime, Zhu Zifan still looked so sad that she was more than heartbroken, and she was bound to find Mo'er's determination, even she would have a trace of emotion when she saw it.
But at night... Is this the evil spirit possessed or the worm's brain
And from their dialogue, we can learn that no one was forced to be drugged. At most, at the beginning, Xi Ziyou took the initiative to seduce him for a while, in exchange for Zhu Zifan's beastly hair, but also out of control.
Judging from their actions, none of them is a young and philanthropist, and they are so hungry and thirsty that they can't wait to eat a piece of meat from the other party. They are very familiar with the technique and cooperate seamlessly. This is by no means the first time.
In fact, this was not enough to shock her, with Mo'er's memory, it was shocking enough.
Zhu Zifan has never touched Mo'er.
Even if she has a likable face, a pair of proud Yunvfeng, and a silly mind, Zhu Zifan has never had the slightest desire. The two have been childhood sweethearts for more than ten years, at most they are holding hands and talking. Love words, even a hug, Zhu Zifan will stiff hands and feet, and slowly push her away in embarrassment.
Therefore, in Mo'er's mind, Zhu Zifan is a godly gentleman, Liu Xiahui reincarnated, their love has broken through the fetters of the flesh, Zhu Zifan regarded her as an inviolable white lotus.
But if you don’t like it, why do you want to tie it around until it’s destroyed
If you don’t like it, why go out and look for it