"Going to the banquet."
Luo Xiaoman raised his eyebrows. This Ji Wuya stepped forward and really helped them clean up their troubles.
"Xiao Man, this is for you." At this moment, Mo Yuan took out a hind leg that was roasted golden and oily, and handed it over.
"This is..." Luo Xiaoman sniffed, and a familiar smell hit his nose. His eyes lit up, "Yuan, did you do this?"
"Yes." Mo Yuan nodded, with a hint of fondness in his eyes, "I took the time to bake one for you, but that's all."
Any more will be divided among others.
"Yuan, you are so kind!" Luo Xiaoman happily hugged Mo Yuan and gave him a hard pop on the face.
Suddenly, Mo Yuan froze as if struck by lightning, his heart beating faster at this moment.
Xiaoman, kissed him
The soft feeling and sweet breath constantly lingered around his five senses, making his head fall into a state of standby.
However, Luo Xiaoman's attention was all on the barbecue, and he couldn't care less about Mo Yuan who was losing his temper.
"Wow, it's delicious!" She took a bite and showed a satisfied smile, "I can eat this delicious food for the rest of my life."
For a lifetime
Mo Yuan's eyes regained their clarity and he looked at Luo Xiaoman passionately, "If you like it, I am willing to cook barbecue for you for the rest of my life."
He raised his hand and wiped the shiny corners of Luo Xiaoman's mouth naturally, "Xiaoman, eat slowly, no one will compete with you here."
"Oh, I also want to be slow, but my mouth won't allow it." Luo Xiaoman muttered with a mouthful of barbecue stuffed into his cheeks, like a little hamster.
"Speaking of..." Suddenly, Luo Xiaoman tilted his head, swallowed the meat in his mouth, looked at Mo Yuan and said, "Yuan, I noticed why you don't call me master recently?"
Mo Yuan's expression was slightly startled, his heart tightened slightly, and he was a little flustered. He didn't know how to respond
yes!
Recently, he naturally calls her Xiaoman instead of Master!
It seemed that there was always a voice inside that was resisting the word "master", but the word "Xiaoman" was shouted out very smoothly.
"If you don't like it, I'd better call you... master." At the end of the sentence, Mo Yuan's throat choked, and this feeling made him uncomfortable.
Luo Xiaoman grinned, waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter! As long as Yuan likes it, you can call me whatever you want."
"Really?!" Mo Yuan's eyes lit up, and he felt inexplicably excited. "I can always call you Xiaoman, right?"
"Of course." Luo Xiaoman chewed off the last bite of meat and threw the bones aside. "Okay, I have to see how the Spirit Heart Fruit is doing now?"
"Huh?" Mo Yuan was startled and looked at Luo Xiaoman with confusion. "Didn't you give the Spiritual Heart Fruit to the Third Prince?"
"Yes." Luo Xiaoman curled his lips and said slyly: "But, I only said that I gave up the robbery at that time, and I did not say whether I would take it back later."
Mo Yuan's eyebrows raised. This little fox really didn't do anything to make him suffer.
"He is the one who hurt Dabai." Luo Xiaoman narrowed his eyes, and there was a look of vengeance on his childish face that was determined to retaliate. "It's not just a little black crystal, there are also Warcraft crystal cores that can offset it."
"Is it that jade pendant?"
"Yes." Luo Xiaoman took out another jade pendant and played with it in his hand, "That jade pendant was marked with a sound transmission mark by me."
really!
Mo Yuan's heart was filled with fear. The jade pendant was indeed marked with a spiritual mark.
There was a ding.
Luo Xiaoman threw the jade pendant in his hand in front of him, and then activated it with a spiritual thought, transmitting the voice from the other side back through the sound transmission mark.
(End of chapter)